The Step Sister of Tiri

298. S2 - Meet Ustaz Ali

"You're awake, Mom?" ask Hira when entering the room.

Arslan was playing a cell phone in bed. The husband also looks fresh, surely the man has taken a shower. The bed was also neat, Arslan was used to cleaning it when he woke up.

"Yes, just now. Where are you from?" ask Arslan.

"From the cottage, Mas. I want to meet the kids. I'm glad to see them cheerful."

"Have you bribed the kangen?"

Hira walked over and sat down next to her husband with a smile. "I'm glad to meet them. From yesterday I've been holding him back, now I can finally meet him too."

Arslan was happy if his wife was happy too. True said his mother, a wife will also have time to miss his place first. Moreover, Hira is surrounded by many people, it is certain that misses it has piled up.

"Yes, there you take a shower, soon magrib," Arslan told his wife.

"Have you taken a shower, Mommy?"

"That was."

Hira nodded and headed to the bathroom, while Arslan went outside to look around. All this time if he came here, he was less so attentive around. Until the man doesn't know, whatever's in this cabin. Arslan was curious about what was special about this place.

"You're here, son? Do you need anything?" umi Rikha asked her daughter-in-law.

Arslan was not very close to his family. Not that he did not want to, he felt disinclined when he was near them. Moreover, the Hira family is the most respected person here.

"Nothing, Umi. I just want to look around."

"Oh yes, please. Do you want to be accompanied by a santri here, let Umi find someone who can accompany you."

"No need, Umi. Maghrib soon, let me go with Hira tonight."

"All right, it's up to you."

Kyai Hasan came out and asked Arslan. "Don't Arslan go with Abi to the mosque or wait for Azan first?"

"Can I be with Abi?"

"Of course you can, come on! Abi will show you the places in this cottage."

"But Abi I take the peci first." Arslan went back to the room, he had used a sarong so just take the peci.

After that Kyai Hasan and his son-in-law went to the mosque, where it was located in the middle of the boarding school. Arslan was so amazed by this place, so spacious and not inferior to the elite schools out there. The in-laws also tell us what activities are in this cottage.

"Umi, see Mas Arslan?" ask Hira who just came out of the room.

"Just came out with your brother to the mosque, did not say the same to you?"

"No, Umi. Hira was taking a shower. Maybe I said, but I didn't hear."

"Yes, you get ready quickly. We go to the mosque too." Hira nodded and immediately prepared to go to the mosque together with his uminya.

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"It's a lot, huh, sweetheart in this cottage?" asked Arslan when he and his wife were circling the cottage after prayers, all Hira also wanted to know where the preparation for tomorrow's event was.

"Usually when the clock is this, some children are gathered in the mosque for a speech. If now they are preparing for tomorrow's event, so everything is busy" Hira replied as she looked around.

"Are the parents invited, dear?"

"Of course, Mas. Every parent must be invited, just not forced. If they want to come, thank you. If not, that's okay. Everyone has their own busyness. Sometimes there are also some children here, who are rarely visited by their parents because they are busy. Thank goodness they never had a problem either. Although the other friend every week is visited."

"But now papa's not too busy, Mas. I see she's always had time for her mom and her kids."

"Yes, because now the work has been shared with me so, papa only takes care of a few things. If it used to be 'is everything taken care of as your own."

Hira nodded, suddenly someone greeted them, making the two stop their steps.

"Assalamualaikum, Ning Hera," said Ustaz Ali who happened to be there.

"Ustaz! Ustaz alone here?" ask Hira who is making small talk.

"No, there are many santri here" Ustaz Ali said, looking behind him. There are some santri who are carrying a rug.

"I mean the other managers, Ustaz?" asked Hira again who felt stiff, while Arslan just silently observed the two. He also smiled towards Ustaz Ali.

"Where in the mosque is Ning Hira Gus going?"

"We'd like to take a look, Ustaz. I haven't seen the cottage for a long time. My husband also wants to know the situation here."

"Sorry, Gus. Previously studied in which cottage?" ask Ustaz Ali to Arslan. Actually this question had been in her heart ever since Hira's marriage was decided. Only today can he ask.

"I've never studied in a cottage, Ustaz. I went to public school." Ustaz Ali nodded his head, occasionally glancing at Hira and it did not escape Arslan's sight. It can be concluded if the man in front of him is Ustad Ali. Arslan's guts immediately shrunk to see the man's good looks, plus the man's intelligence of course he would have lost.

"Alright, Ustaz. We want to continue on the road" said Hira.

"Oh yes, please, Ning. I also still have to watch the kids."

Hira lowered her head slightly and passed from there along with the husband.

"What was Ustaz Ali?" arslan asked without looking at his wife.

The man continued to look around the cottage. It was just an excuse not to see the wife's face. He did not want to see the adoring face of the woman.

"Yes, Mas. That was Ustaz Ali, what was it?"

"It's okay, I'm just curious about the same thing called Ustaz Ali, who once amazed women."

Hira stopped her husband's steps and clasped the man's hands. "Mas, that's the past. I don't have any feelings for her either."

Arslan panicked, he looked left and right, afraid if anyone saw him. If it was extraordinary it might be, but this was in the cottage area, of course he was embarrassed.

"I'm not talking about you, honey. Why are you so sensi? No need to talk anymore. Now you just show me about this cottage. Back then when you studied here did you also live in a cottage or in an abi house?" asked Arslan who deliberately switched the conversation.

"I live in a cottage too, Mas. If at home I'm lonely so I choose to stay in the cottage, if I miss Umi, then I go home."

Hira also tells about the habits of the children here. Arslan listened carefully, sometimes also asking his wife. He was curious about the method of studying here, what a difference it would make to other public schools.

"Mas, if our son grows up, do you agree that he's here too?" hira asked, looking at her husband.

"It's up to him, honey. I will never curb my children's wishes later. Just like I used to not want to be restricted. Actually, Papa really wanted me to study at the boarding school, but I was the wayward and refused. Papa agrees with the record, I have to follow all the rules of papa regarding education. Thank God, papa managed to educate his children."

"Yes, Mas. I see the twins are also obedient to worship, the salary is also good." Hira nodded with a smile.

"Have you ever heard of twins teaching?"

"Earlier, when we stayed at papa and mama's house. I didn't overhear the twins again."

"They are sometimes gesrek, but when it comes to religion they are greater than I am. Their worship is also very diligent."

Hira nodded back. He was also very close to his family-in-law, automatically he knew very well how the habits of his in-laws and sister-in-law. The woman was lucky to know them, which was always nice to anyone.