The Girl Owner of the Heart of the Ustadz

GPHSU: Extra Part 6 (Last)

Dila prepared and grabbed her clothes that were suitable for sparing. It turns out that Ustadz Alfi invited him to share his knowledge about silat they mastered. Moreover, Ustadz Alfi remembered that Dila had helped Uminya about 2 years ago.

The story that brought Dila was known by Uminya and Aisyah. Only then, Ustadz Alfi kept thinking about the girl who managed to grab his attention because of unexpected events in the cafe.

Ustadz Alfi did not think that his soul mate's path was open at that time. When he was frustrated because the name Dila continues to use his heart and mind. Dila was the only woman who managed to make almost her whole heart centered only thinking of the woman who was now his wife.

"if remembered, remember again, our story does not enter the deacon once deck. But even so I believe that my choice to have you has indeed been in line for a long time."

"they are wrong if they think you are tempting let alone use the services of shamans to approach me. Lah, my first person who already likes you deck. Hehe"

"your nature, your smile and what's inside you. Everything I like. It was unexpected that you managed to melt my insensitive heart the opposite sex."

The voice of Ustadz Alfi who has now opened a box containing gifts. Sometimes he smiles, seriously and then smiles again. Even to make his teeth look so wide that smile. It also makes Dila who has now been wearing his all-black clothes become grimaced in wonder.

"what happened to Alfie. Hii.. Kok serem anyway" thought Dila who then thought that at this time Ustadz Alfi kemambet something.

"mas"tegur Dila who made Ustadz Alfi stricken in shock and almost what was in the hand jumped to the floor.

"astaghfirullah, O Allah, almost the heart jumped" murmured Ustadz Alfi

"grandfather, you can make me have heart disease" said Ustadz Alfi, who looked at Dila with his head shaken.

"hehe ends your smile that smile yourself. Before being shocked at the same unseen thing, it was better to be shocked because of me"Dila smiled crisply with the current expression of Ustadz Alfi.

"yes. My wife who turns out to be jealous is the same supernatural. Masya Allah"ledek Ustadz Alfie.

"did.. Who is jealous of the same supernatural thing. Just delicious. You think I'm who"pouted Dila who had puffed her cheeks unconsciously.

"hahaha deck, your face is adorable like this" laughed Ustadz Alfi who chose to change his clothes the same as Dila wear today.

While Dila widened her eyes inexhaustible. Ustadz Alfi really makes you want to be angry but what is the power with laughter. That laugh made him a smile that could hardly be hidden at this moment.

"ciee fascinated yaa"Ustadz Alfi arrived to speak and still tease Dila.

"hii!"upset Dila who was late. Because alfi ustadz has gone into the bathroom and chosen to be safe.

"hishe.. Let's see later, mas. Watch out for you"in Dila threatened. He chose to wait in the living room.

He did not realize, it turns out that Ustadz Alfi in the bathroom has not done anything. He still had a laugh in there. Because still imagining Dila's cute annoyed face.

"whose face is so upset, so funny. I haven't stopped laughing since."

"i.. Not strong enough to hold this laugh" the monologue Ustadz Alfi who looked at Dila was afraid to hear it from the outside.

His stomach became cramped just by laughing at Dila. Geez, that's right, Dilanya's comforting herself. Ustadz Alfi also thought that if after returning home tausiyah tired, then Dila would be the cure wkwk.

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Before long Dila waited, finally Ustadz Alfi came out with something in his hands. But more interesting is the charm of Ustadz Alfi when wearing black clothes. The man's face was like the light in the darkness of black.

Dila then shook her head quickly then walked out of the house while neutralizing her heart. Ustadz Alfi frowned in wonder and thoughtlessly followed Dila.

How Dila was not fascinated with her man. Ustadz Alfi wearing clothes seemed to be accompanied by a cloth wrapped around his waist. The black color of the silat shirt contrasts with the bright white skin color. Can be nambah... Um.. The handsome 😣

"god is not strong" Dila's voice screamed.

"okay. This time we'll both be sparing. But.. It's actually like a game. How, agree not deck?"exclaimed Ustadz Alfi smiled towards Dila. But Dila was speechless with her smile that was admiring him.

"he is handsome, O Allah wrestling" said Dila who sees any direction.

"dek?.."tegur ustadz Alfi who felt his words were not reciprocated.

"dek dila"call Ustadz Alfi who was slightly heard by the three people in the guest room. Abi Abdurahman, Umi Shita and Aisyah. The three immediately stared questioningly and then walked out.

"dek, why are you so quiet? You don't hear yaa"gemash Ustadz Alfi who then fold his hands in the chest. Then Dila smiled more by adoring him.

"you're handsome" said Dila unconsciously that even made Ustadz Alfi stunned as well as the three people who looked behind. But Dila finally realized and spontaneously closed her mouth.

"ciee's.. Brother Dila ekhem.."the unstoppable temptation of Aisyah.

A red tinge on Dila's cheeks appeared then and his eyes looked at Ustadz Alfi who had laughed crisply due to his words earlier. He cursed himself who was flabbergasted let alone embarrassed by umi and abi. You are careless, he thought.

"hehe, agree? Who can seize this, then he becomes the winner."seru Ustadz Alfi who raised something in his hands. Which was even wrapped in her gift paper.

"em.. Se.agree"gugup Dila. He was still embarrassed and became awkward talking to Ustadz Alfi.

"well okay. Let's start" said Ustadz Alfi who prepared with his horse.

While with the three people behind sitting in a long chair near the faucet to water the flowers or the car. Dila had already neutralized his breath and started to prepare.

The two of them started by reading the bismillah and then came forward to fight over something lying on the grass. Dila looked excited at grabbing something that caught her attention.

Dila launched a dominant attack by his hand and could always be avoided by Ustadz Alfi. His men used their hands to attack him as well. It looks like a tough fight and a little stressful. But the three spectators did not think so because there was a behavior that made a crisp smile.

Like Dila trying to grab something in the hands of Ustadz Alfi. With a chance sometimes Ustadz Alfi poked Dila's cheek and made Dila upset because of it. Moreover, the target is really in the hands of the man. Very difficult.

"iih mas, you cheated" upset Dila who stopped because of fatigue grabbed the small square box.

"loh really cheated"ledek Ustadz Alfi.

"ciniin. I'm curious about that" said Dila who tried to grab it.

Dila's attention became focused with a chair near Crops that was very right behind Ustadz Alfi. Dila also had an idea and immediately launched his attack. Ustadz Alfi fished for a position with him so he could climb onto the chair.

The people watching were curious about the results. Who is the winner of this game. But judging from the determination, Dila must have won. But judging from the superiority of Ustadz Alfi (high) surely Ustadz Alfilah who won.

When it was right near the chair and there was an opportunity, Dila finally ascended to the chair and did a round above beautifully leading to the hands of Ustadz Alfi. While Ustadz Alfi suddenly was was out of fear Dila fell but it turns out what he held changed hands to Dila.

The three spectators did not expect and did not expect that Dila did that. Although quite dangerous but the movement is very nimble and the jump is also right on target. Finally they applauded for Dila's victory.

"great wahh brother"puji Aisyah happy.

"Alhamdulillah. Look mas, I got a "happy Dila holding the prize.

Ustadz Alfi was worried but the feeling was lost when Dila's smile expanded as she grabbed the prize. It turns out that only with simple things like this, Dilanya is already happy not to play.

"this is how you're happy deck? Kl so, I will not ask what you want because this way you are happy." the voice of Ustadz Alfi.

"this is the prize here" said Ustadz Alfi who Dila agreed.

"what the hell is mas?"tanya Dila was curious and enthusiastic at once.

Ustadz Alfi dismantled it and opened the rectangular box. Dila was surprised when the contents were a gold necklace with a beautiful and beautiful blue sea pendant looked at by the eye.

"wahh necklace... It's beautiful" said Dila who saw it intensely and adored him.

"do you remember? Whose necklace is this" asked Ustadz Alfi who had made Dila shook his head innocently. Because his gaze could not be separated from the blue sea pendant.

"I've talked about dowry before marriage. And you ask for a necklace in addition to a set of prayer tools. This is the necklace" explained Ustadz Alfi who made Dila stunned.

"so this is my dowry?"tanya Dila made sure to come back.

"yes."abbreviated Ustadz Alfi.

"this... Must be expensive mas"diggih Dila.

"the "price... Not important. Because it's a deck dowry, I don't play. So it's worth it to you. Here mas pakaikan" said Ustadz Alfi who obeyed Dila.

The blue sea pendant necklace was already on his neck and Ustadz Alfi was still holding it and hooking it with the heart of the heart. Dila held the necklace that had been pinned in her neck. It looks beautiful when seen so close.

"it's okay to buy a necklace like this. It must be expensive. I'm not feeling well. Moreover, besides that many dowries you gave me. Even home."bahas Dila.

"what's the deck. That's not how much love this is. As good as a man will certainly give the appropriate dowry and make the woman appreciated. So don't feel bad like this, wear this necklace because I've chosen it for you." explains Ustadz Alfi.

Dila's heart warmed with the word. I don't feel her tears flowing. He felt very lucky because Ustadz Alfi glorified and loved him more than he thought. What a woman who cannot endure crying because of this. My crying and happy.

"hiks.hiks.."Crazy as much as you want and Ustadz Alfi surprised. Loh, he did not act rude let alone angry but why did Dila cry.

"dek, are you crying?"asked Ustadz Alfi who turned Dila's body to face him. Visible tears were still flowing on the cheeks and removed Dila occasionally.

"don't you like the necklace? I'll change it later. Don't cry" Ustadz Alfi persuaded a little boy who was spilled ice cream by himself.

"not... L'm... I'm just overwhelmed... Just this time I feel there is a man who loves me sincerely without my view who I am. without looking at what is and without attach importance to my status... L'm... Very happy and liked.. This necklace" explained Dila who sometimes stopped and his voice sounded hoarse because of his crying.

Ustadz Alfie could only hear it. Dila complained about her previous life. It turns out that Dila had been proposed but his hope was dashed because the large family of men who proposed did not accept it. Accept that she is an ordinary girl.

"i.. Can't say another word.. Because I am thankful that God gave me a soul mate like you. You sincerely accept me for who I am, there is nothing about me."Dila ended it with a whim.

They all felt that pain. Hearts that have been hurt by others. One who does not know that the heart of a Dila only hopes to get a man who loves him to replace his father. But it turns out that the heart was once disappointed due to false expectations.

Ustadz Alfi invited Dila to sit down and leaned his female head over his shoulder. Crying can indeed be from an excessive anger and disappointment but not accommodated anymore. And right now Dila needs a backrest.

"don't remember it anymore. Promise me this is the last time you cry. There's me and the others. Here you are as appreciated and loved as you are in your home. So believe me, that I do not just say the word but even I justify you without delaying for a long time. This is proof of my seriousness." said Ustadz Alfi.

"really?"ask Dila who stopped the crying.

"yes. I love you. Of course I glorify you as I glorify Aisyah and I cherish you as much as I appreciate umi and abi." replied Ustadz Alfi.

"already dong brother. Don't cry anymore"persuaded Aisyah who was already beside Dila.

"We are family here. If anyone is upset or needs a storymate. We're there for you"timpal abi Abdurahman.

"Oh Allah, Dila is very happy"in Dila whose heart has warmed up since.

Everything is convincing and makes Dila smile expand. How grateful he was to have such a family. Dreams, hopes and prayers that he had turned out to be real in his life.

"i'm grateful to have these people around me. Moreover, there is a mas Alfi who loves me, glorifies me and appreciates me like this."

"O Allah keep them with me. Let me make them happy too. Especially the love that will never be extinguished for Mas Alfi" the heart of Dila who laughed saw Aisyah and Ustadz Alfi comforted him instead of tin cans. How not Aisha who was made to frown due to Ustadz Alfi who did not succumb only because of the affairs of Dila who will sleep with Aisha today

"i want you to sleep with me tonight, brother al"

"no, I can't. Dila is sister's wife. It's good to sleep with you."

"baby stingy"

"yes bodo. It's up to her husband dong"

Abi Abdurahman and Umi Shita can only smile because of their child's behavior that makes Dila laugh and forget everything about his past. They think that the late Dahlan felt the laughter of Dila who may now be happy because her grandson was happy around them.

...EXPIRE...