The Twins Pursue Love

Take Wiena home

Ustaz Huda continued to look at Wiena's flushed face.

"Lina!" call gently.

"Yes!" Wiena looked up and....

Cup.

Wiena was fixated as Ustaz Huda's cold and supple lips dropped by her without excuse. The waslap he was holding fell out of his hand.

Wiena's brain seemed to stop working to make his body stiff like a statue. Wiena's eyes were round and unblinking looking at Ustaz Huda's handsome face. The place where Huda's ustaz lips are located is like electrocuted and flows throughout Wiena's body.

The state of Ustaz Huda was not much different. He had no idea what prompted him to do the kiss. After their lips stuck together, he became confused as to how. As a result, they are silent to each other with the position of the lips attached to each other.

tok tok tok tok

"Huda! You're going to the mosque aren't you?!?" Kyai Hasan called ustaz Huda.

Kyai Hasan's voice shook the two people who had been silent since.

Wiena immediately pulled away by pushing the chest of Huda's ustaz.

"You?!?!" his face was full of anger. He ran out of the bathroom.

Seeing Wiena running while angry, Ustaz Huda cursed that his carelessness had kissed Wiena. He promised not to touch Wiena without her consent.

"Stupid. Idiotically. Why can't I be impatient." ustaz Huda beat his head.

Meanwhile, Wiena who came out of the bathroom kept running towards the door . He's opening.

"Vienna, Rudy..."

Kyai Hasan could not finish her speech as Wiena continued to run past him.

"Why with the girl." muttered Kyai Hasan and entered the kamat ustaz Huda.

"Huda!"

Ustaz Huda came out of the bathroom still bare-chested.

"You're taking a shower?"

"No, Bah. Just wash the body with water using a washcloth."

"You did it yourself?" Kyai Hasan's eyes are probing.

Ustaz Huda shakes. "Wiena helped me."

"Oo .. terua why he ran out. Even I'm reprimanding it doesn't bother me?"

Ustaz Huda lowered his head not to answer Kyai Hasan's question. Seeing his son unwilling to answer, Kyai Hasan switched the conversation.

"How hurt? Going to the mosque as usual?"

Ustaz Huda nodded. " Yes, Bah."

"Well, wait outside." Kyai Hasan went out.

"Well!"

Kyai Hasan who was about to reach the door stopped and looked.

"Yes?"

"Can Huda wear clothes?" Ustaz Huda lifts his cocktail.

"You've got a wife, I'll call her."

"Well, no!"

Kyai Hasan waves ignoring Huda's ustaz ban.

He came out following Wiena out.

Arriving in the front room, he saw Wiena sitting on the sofa while covering her face with both hands.

"Wiena, what are you doing?" Kyai Hasan approached and sat down on the sofa opposite Wiena.

"Kyeai. I.m.me.."

"Look! Abah has promised your father to take care of you and to regard you as his own son. So tell me what happened!"

How can I tell you that?

"There's nothing, bah."

Kyai Hasan chuckled, "Wiena equates you with a child who doesn't know anything?"

"Eh, don't you, Bah. Excuse me. I mean Wiena there's nothing Wiena needs to tell me."

"O so. So Wiena would rather hold him and consider him an outsider, huh?"

Wiena surprise.

Why all my answers are wrong. Do I really have to be honest?

"Sorry, Bah. Wiena doesn't think so. It's just that Wiena's ashamed to want a story because it's not worth telling."

Kyai Hasan.

"You understand and appreciate your attitude. Only now does your husband need help. He couldn't wear his own clothes, so could this sholeh Wiena help him?"

Since when did Kyai Hasan get to talk this sweet.

Well, Wiena doesn't know. The old man will do anything for the happiness of his son.

I'd rather just comply than be interrogated again.

'Good, Bah. Wiena will help Ustaz Huda."

'Yes, go."

"Excuse me, Bah."

Wiena stepped towards Huda's ustaz room.

"Nothing in." Wiena pacing foreman in front of room door.

"If you do not enter, Mr. Kyai must be suspicious and ask questions of sorts. After all, he was waiting for him to go to the mosque."

"Ah, stop. Consider it an accident." Wiena put her hand on the door handle. After saying Bismillah, he opened the door.

Usta Huda who was trying to wear her clothes turned his head.

Deg.

His heart thumped at Wiena who entered and walked towards him.

Without speaking Wiena helped Ustaz Huda wear his cocktail.

"Thank you."

Wiena nodded. He did not dare to look at Ustaz Huda.

"For that one, I'm sorry. I won't repeat it again."

Wiena nodded back.

"I went to the mosque first. Abah and the santri must have been waiting for the evening prayer. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

He passed Bara and Bayu who were also preparing to go to the mosque.

"Come on! Abah must have been waiting in front."

The three of them approached Kyai Hasan and went to the mosque to pray together.

***

"Bara, Banyu, you'll accompany Ana to drive Wiena home."

Ustaz Huda said as he walked home from the mosque after the evening prayer and was connected to the morning prayer.

"Why, Brother? Why is Wiena's sister coming home?" Bara.

"He must go to college." replied Ustaz Huda short.

He has to go home. Ana doesn't want something like last night to happen again. Because if he continues to be near ana, ana does not know until when can hold back because in fact we are halal.

Arriving at home, they were greeted by Nyai Hasan.

"Is it not with you?"

"So still talking to the handyman who fixed the broken roof, Umik."

"The broken roof and the fall that caused the wound in your stomach?"

"Yes, Umik."

"Then you guys just come in. We'll have breakfast waiting for you to come."

"Good Umik."

They're inbound. In the dining room, Wiena helps Yasmine arrange breakfast. As soon as he saw Huda's ustaz, Wiena immediately lowered her head. Ustaz Huda knew that Wiena definitely did not want to see him. Finally, he decided to go straight into the room.

"Yangra, there's something I want to talk about. I'll wait in the room." Bara headed to his room.

"Sir, I go to the room first." Yasmine said to Wiena who answered a nod.

"Need help, brother?" Banyu approaching.

"No. It's done." replied Wiena while putting down the last dish.

"Sister, do you want to go home?" Banyu sit.

"Who said?" Wiena stared intently at Banyu. He waited for Banyu's answer, who was picking up fried foods and eating them.

"Suami's sister said. Ustaz Huda asked me and Bara to accompany him to take Kak Wiena."

So his words last night were serious.

"He said last night he'd take me home."

"Wiena herself how? Do you want to go home? No pity on your husband? He is sick. What if the wound suddenly bleeds? No one understands treatment here. Ustaz Huda is the one who does not want to trouble others. If the wound were to recur, he would definitely silence it. Long-lasting infection and can make him cake." Long-length Banyu make an analysis of events that can befall ustaz Huda.

Wiena cringed in horror. He knew that an infected wound if left unchecked would be dangerous.

"Be careful when you talk. That's prayer." Wiena got up from her seat.

"Where are you going?"

"Ask her."

Banyu smiled. His attempt to scare Wiena was successful.

Ustaz Huda, I can only help you get here. Next up is ustaz.

In his dream, Bara was talking about a plan to take Wiena with Yasmine.

"If Kak Huda's reason is Wiena's college, it means he really has to go home. After all, the purpose of marriage is to prevent them from sinning. So, it's better for Wiena to finish college first."

"Yes. And who knows by being far apart, sister Wiena can arrange her heart so that she can accept this marriage with ihklas." Sincere Bara prayer.

"Mother."

"Oh yeah, you come! We all stayed at my parents' house. They must be very happy." Bara hugged Yasmine.

"I'll show you my room. We could enjoy a long night there. Carve out memories I can remember when you had to go back to Cairo. Leave your tracks in my room. Fill every corner with your shadow. Let your scent stick to your pillow and mattress so that at all times I feel like sleeping with you." Bara tightened her deck.

"Yangzi." Yasmine leaned her head against Bara's chest. "Yes, I'll come with you later."

Ember twisted Yasmine's body. He looked down and kissed the lips of Ranum Yasmine.

Ustaz Huda was lying down when the door of his room was opened from outside. Ustaz Huda turned his head and saw Wiena enter. Ustaz Huda changed his position. Now he sits down and leaning on the headboard.

Wiena sits on a chair near Huda's ustaz desk.

"What's wrong?" ask Ustaz Huda when he sees Wiena wants to talk but hesitates.

" Banyu said that you'd drive me home later."

" yes. He's correct. After breakfast I'll say goodbye to you and take you home." Ustaz Huda looked at Wiena's lowered face.

I thought he would smile happily when he knew I was going to drive him home. But why is he silent?

"Mm what are you going to tell my parents? They must be mad to know I can't accept this marriage."

So that's why he's quiet.

"I'll tell you that you have to finish your college first. Only later came to the boarding school when he graduated" Ustaz Huda smiled sadly. Wiena doesn't see it.

"Then you?" ask Wiena doubtfully.

"I? I'm going back to the pesantren."

"I mean, your wound? Later who changed the bandage" Wiena ventured to look at Ustaz Huda.

"This question of yours I could have misinterpreted if you cared about me." Ustaz Huda laughed softly.

"You don't have to worry. There's umik who can help me. Umik used to be a nurse in school. So he could definitely change the bandage."

At least what Banyu said would not happen. I can calm down.

"so yeah. Mercifully. So what time do we leave?"

He can't wait to go home.

Inner Usta Huda was a little upset.

"Quickly." Ustaz Huda snorted in annoyance. He took a book and read it.

Wiena who heard Huda's ustaz snort thought that the ustaz was distracted by his question.

"I'm out first. Sorry for bothering you." Wiena out.

Ustaz Huda did not answer Wiena.

After Wiena came out, Ustaz Huda closed the book he was reading. He took a deep breath.

"O Lord, is this marriage a mistake? It is better to just cancel it. Do I have to say my talaq to my wife?"

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