Ustadz It's my Imam
Chapters 13. Follow To Study
After eating they gather in the family room accompanied by Breena's favorite chocolate pudding.
There Breena returned spoiled, asking to be fed his chocolate pudding by the Papa. He even wrestled spoiled in the arms of the Papa.
"Aduuhhhh Papa's son why is this day spoiled so much Papa?" ledek Papa Doni's.
"Iiihhhh Papaaaa" Breena said sulkingly.
Then she moved to sit next to her husband, and bent her face.
"Mas, Papa naughty ledekin Breena" she said
"No matter what Nduk is, Papa was just joking around" Dayyan said gently and stroked Breena's head.
While Mama and her Papa even laughed. His son was like a spoiled five-year-old. In the event that his son is married.
"You guys sneak?" asked Papa Doni after he let down his laughter.
Breena immediately looked at her husband with a face pleading with her.
"Maaassss" whine Breena.
"Dear, we're staying here tonight. But tomorrow we have to go back. Because I have to study at Al-Huda Mosque. It's quite far from here" Dayyan explained to Breena.
"Yyeeeeyyy. Thank you" she answered and hugged her husband again.
The other one was only answered with a soft elution in Breena's head.
Hadeeehhhh the Ustadz was delighted to smear Breena's head.
"Duuhhhh feels the world belongs to both yes Pah" ledek Mama Ratih.
"Mamaaa" whined Breena who increasingly hid her face in the field Dayyan.
Hahahahaha
Everyone laughed at Breena's spoiled behavior.
This is something that both of his parents miss a lot. That is the effect of the child.
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The next day Dayyan woke up when he heard the voice of the dawn prayer. He immediately woke up his wife who was still asleep comfortably in his arms.
"Darling, wake up. Uda Fajr this" he said while stroking his wife's cheek.
"Emmmhhh Mass" he called. But Breena even tightened her embrace.
"Wake up baby, uda Dawn. Later the time runs out" said Dayyan again.
"Yes this is waking up" replied Breena lazily.
"Mas go to the bathroom first. I want to go to the mosque with Papa" he continued.
"Mas ndak to Masjid. Mas want to congregate with you" said Dayyan and walked to the bathroom.
While Breena immediately prepared sturdy clothes and sarongs and unfurled prayer mats for them.
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At exactly 10:00 AM WIB Dayyan and Breena were preparing to go to the mosque. They abandoned their intention to return to their former home.
So they will go directly to the mosque, after the event is over then they return home.
"Well, Pah, Dayyan and Breena said yes" Dayyan said to her parents-in-law.
"Be careful, bring the car, son. Often play here if you are not busy" pinta Mama Ratih who is currently hugging her child.
"Yes Mah. We have agreed that if we are not busy every weekend we must be here" Breena replied.
"If so we go first Pah Mah" Dayyan said as he kissed his in-laws' hands alternately with his wife.
"Assynogaic"
"Wa'alaikum salam"
The car that Dayyan was driving began to drive away from the luxurious house of the Abraham family.
According to the schedule, Dayyan and Breena had arrived at the mosque before entering Dzuhur time.
Dayyan got out of the car and then turned around and opened the door for Breena. Dayyan walked in Breena's hand, taking Breena to the meeting place.
Many pairs of eyes were staring at the newlywed couple. They asked who the woman Ustadz Dayyan was holding.
"Assalamualikum" Dayyan and Breena said greetings after they entered the committee room.
"Wa'alaikum salam" replied all the organizers looking towards the door. It turned out that Dayyan and a beautiful girl beside him were entering.
Everyone in the room looked at Dayyan.
"Sorry Ustadz, may we know who the girl with Ustadz is?" asked one of the female organizers to break the silence that suddenly struck.
"This is my wife, Abreena" Dayyan introduced her, while Breena smiled and clenched her hands together.
"Wwaaaahhh it turns out Ustadz singles we've sold out" echoed one of the men's committee who was greeted by the laughter of the other committee.
"Darling you want to sit together in front or how?" ask Dayyan.
"Emmhhhh if Breena sits in the line of female worshipers can ndak Mas?" breena asked doubt her husband would allow it.
"May your important darling be comfortable. Is it necessary to be accompanied by one of the women's committees there?" ask Dayyan again to make sure.
"Ndak not Mas, let Breena join the other Mother Mother only"
Shortly heard the voice of Dzuhur reverberating. Breena immediately said goodbye to her husband.
"Mas, Breena first yes" she said, kissing her husband's hand.
"Yes dear. Later if it has finished its studies wait for the car to be in the car" he said while thrusting his car keys.
As usual if the schedule of study, then every Dzuhur Ustadz Dayyan who will be the Imam. Many were fascinated by the voice of Ustadz Dayyan every time he became a priest.
The recitation began after the Dzuhur prayer. As usual Breena always chose to sit in the last row and be cornered.
Ustadz Dayyan conveyed their studies with the theme of sincerity in accepting the destiny of God.
Every time he delivered his talk, Ustadz Dayyan always slipped his jokes, so that Mother Mother who heard him did not get bored and sleepy.
Occasionally Ustadz Dayyan glanced at his wife and threw her sweet smile. Which of course Breena replied with a shy smile.
It seems that Ustadz is very bucin with his wife.
"*Ustadz Dayyan's smile is so sweet. His face became more handsome. I guess Ustadz has a wife yet?" mother asked her friend who was sitting next to Breena.
"don't know. But I just saw that Ustad came with a beautiful girl and took her hand" replied his friend.
"Who is that girl? I would love to match Ustadz to my son"
"I don't know who either, because just this time I saw Ustadz bring a girl. Let me introduce you to Ustadz. How do you know your soul mate, no one knows. Ustadz also seems to have established it" suggested the friend.
"Let's try it after this study is over" the mother enthusiastically. Who does not know if next to his seat is the wife of Ustadz Dayyan*.
Breena who heard the whispers from both Mother Mother Mothers was immediately pouted. Ustadz Dayyan who arrived to meet his wife frowned.
"What's wrong with my wife. Why pout so much on his face" he said inwardly.
Nearly two hours later, the study was completed. All Mother Mothers have started to come out from inside the Mosque. Just a few left.
Unlike Breena who still chose to sit in her place with a face that still remained pouting.
Dayyan immediately approached his wife and duduj in front of his wife. Noticing the pouting face of his wife who he thought was adorable.
That made Breena even more sullen. Because she just realized that her husband is so handsome and charming.
"It could not be if Mas Dayyan was told to stay at home. Don't go out of the house. Your charms are outrageous Mas. My competition is so much. Hasn't done business with Ustadzah Hana. Now he wants to add more" Breena grumbled in her heart.
"Why heum? Did you notice that his face was pouting?" tanya Dayyan who was very curious.
"Tau furniture" Breena answered, blushing her lips.
"Why is this Mas unfortunately?" dayyan asked as she stroked Breena's cheek.
Dayyan's behavior was noticed by Mother Mother who was still there.
"Same furniture Mother Mother was sitting next to Breena. He said he wanted to mate with his son Mas. Breena doesn't want to be pitted against Mas. Mas Dayyan belongs only to Breena" his whine is spoiled.
"So that's why Mas's favorite wife is pouting the heum?"
That only answered the nod by Breena who remained with her manyun lips.
"Listen to Mas dear" Dayyan said, raising Breena's chin to look at her.
"That stuff got you a long time, baby. I have to wait for you for three years. During that time also Istikhoroh prayer. And for three years also the answer Istikhoroh Mas always the same, that is you are always present in the dream Mas while holding a boy. Do you have to leave you who have been waiting for a long time for another woman who has never even known. And remember dear, Mas does not want to have more than one wife even though our religion allows as long as it can be there. I just want a child born from your womb, baby. You're the mother of Mas's son" Dayyan said gently, smiling sweetly and stroking Breena's head.
Hearing Dayyan's reply, Breena's cheeks flushed red and hot. She had no idea where her Ustadz husband could talk so sweetly.
"So don't pout anymore. Until whenever Mas only belongs to you a dear" his Jeda then he smiled ignorantly.
"Are you ashamed of being looked at by the other Mothers who are still here?" continued.
Breena immediately hugged her husband and hid her shy face in the field of the husband.
"Mas ashamed iihhh" his spoiled whine made Dayyan laugh.
"Anna uhibbuka fillah dear" he said softly and kissed his wife's forehead and returned the embrace of the wife.
"*wahhh it turns out Ustadz already has a wife"
"yes, how beautiful his wife is. And it looks so spoiled like Ustadz"
"pupus is hoping we have a dream daughter-in-law like Ustadz Dayyan"
"Ustadz also looks bucin*"
That's the whisper of the whisper of the Mother of the Study that was only answered by a smile by Dayyan.
"Yeah we go home yuk. You haven't seen our house yet, dear" Dayyan asked.
After meeting with the event committee. Dayyan and Breena went straight to the house that Dayyan had prepared for Breena.
Breena's dream home.
