BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 29

"Om Fery?" Sapa Silla was shocked by his arrival.

"Hi" Greet back Fery while reaching out and then replied by Silla.

"Oh my God. What's up with me this. Om Fery, why do I think Andra. He really looks like Andra. Is it because of the great longing." Inner Femila monologue.

Om Fery stepped onto the stage closer to the lap chair. Femila was still staring intently at the guest in front of her, the uninvited guest.

"Why look at me like that?"

Femila smiled wryly.

"Wish I came with Andra? Or you think I'm Andra. Because our good looks are exactly the same." Saying about Fery.

Femila looked closely at her uncle Andra. "What's in my brain! I really wish Andra would come. Then what's he coming for? Adding wounds? Or hoping he picks me up and goes together, no matter where he takes me. The origin left all the bitterness of life that befell me." Femila's mind is incessantly monologous."

"Hey, why daydream?"

Femila smiled waking up from her daydream.

"What did Silla tell you about this wedding news."

"What om doesn't know. Or you don't like coming without an invitation?"

"Sorry Om, I was too busy to forget that Om was in Jakarta." Femila Reason. Though indeed he himself did not intend to invite om Fery.

"Sister (foster)! beware that you cannot make Femila happy. I'll take him from you." Threaten about Fery.

"I will always remember the message of amang (uncle). Ustadz Mirza.

"Bungas (good)!"

"Is this a sign of Amang's blessing?" Rhetoris ustadz Mirza's.

"It's up to you to interpret what it's like."

"Femila, stay up."

Femila nodded. "Thank you for coming."

Om Fery blinked one eye and then walked away.

"Silla, I want to take you with me." Bid om Fery when passing Silla.

"I'm home by myself Om."

The atmosphere of the reception was empty there were only workers who dismantled the tent and the bridal stage and some workers who cleaned the guest food stand. Time has shown at 9 p.m. Papa and Mama Femila had already entered her room to rest as well as the newlyweds, they were already in the room.

(Ehemmmm honest author confused to write what on the night of their newlyweds🤭🤣🤣🤣).

A pair of eyes were still fixedly staring at each other, the roar of Femila's breath was still irregular. He got stronger pulling the thing he was holding and ustadz Mirza slowly started to release it. Se slowly maybe so that Femila did not fall from the bed because previously it turned out that Mirza ustadz held her too strong. After completely taking off Femila snorted in annoyance. He was not willing why the bolting pillow he was holding suddenly moved by ustadz Mirza.

"Tomorrow ustadz Mirza sleeps on the couch." Demila's orders are still upset. "Tonight is still lucky only his pillow that he closed. Try it until I get caught! No mercy for you!" Femila grumbled inwardly then drowned her face into the pillow and positioned her sleep by turning her back on ustadz Mirza continued her sleep.

"What a hell is it that says it's my wife." Mumbled ustadz Mirza but can still be heard by Femila's ears.

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Mama Anita arranged breakfast with enthusiasm even she herself who mixes the seasoning of her cooking.

"Mrs seems so happy?" Ask mbok Mina.

"The mbok knows."

"Is it because Non-Femila got married?" Guess Mbok Mina.

Mama Anita nodded quickly.

"But didn't she marry Andra?"

"With whomsoever Femila is married so long as she is happy."

"It looks like Non Femila doesn't love Mas ustadz?"

"Who doesn't like to be married." Mama Anita smiled with a different meaning.

"So Non-Femila who asked to marry ustadz Mirza."

"It seems I heard my name mentioned."

The distinctive voice of the person who became the talker sounded loud in the ears of the bountyrs.

"Good morning baby, are you awake?"

"For Ma, Femila used to wake up early." Denying the statement of Mama Anita.

"But these weeks are always getting up in the afternoon, not even taking a shower all day." Ledek mama Anita's.

"What the hell is Ma."

Actually, at dawn, Femila was awake, precisely because there was a hand that patted her shoulder. Wake him up for the morning prayers. But Femila just assented without getting out of bed. Not long after that the chanting of the holy verse sounded so melodious, and this was the first time Femila heard the holy verse chanted at dawn in her room. Her voice was so beautiful that Femila's eyes opened full and then stared silently at her reader.

"Yes, you always wake up in the morning. Especially this morning, want to make breakfast for the husband?" Tempt mama Anita while blinking her eyes.

"Who would like to prepare breakfast Ma, I would like to have my own breakfast." Annoyed Femila early in the morning has been mocked by her mother.

"Duh duh duh newlyweds early in the morning kok pout. Don't-don't..... ." Mama Anita deliberately hung up her sentence.

"What the hell is Ma." Femila was singing her lips even more annoyed with her mother's words.

Mama Anita laughed at Femila's behavior. Mina smiled and listened to him.

"Let's just let Mina call Mirza, she's in the park." Mama Anita hinted her eyes to make Mina immediately call ustadz Mirza.

"Remain him in the garden of the house!" Ketus Femila's.

"Cie wondered what the husband was doing?"

"Mama!" A little scream and put his lips together.

Mama Anita laughed. "That's the prince coming." Pointing to ustadz Mirza who approached the dining room.

"Breakfast first, son." Mama Anita's.

"Yes, thank you, Ma." Pulling chair.

"Have you washed your hands?"

"It's Ma, in the park."

"Roses in the garden are beautiful Ma."

"Oh, that's a sweet Femila."

Ustadz Mirza looked at Femila hoping to continue speaking.

"If you want, take it." Answer the Femila.

Ustadz Mirza just nodded. Continuing to fill the plate with rice and side dishes.

"There's a new daughter-in-law why did you forget not to call Papa for breakfast? Canda papa Riyan who then sat on the chair.

Mama Anita laughed at her husband's words. Then bring rice for her husband.

A light conversation took place between their breakfasts. Sometimes light laughter and jokes that even make Femila's lips pursed because they feel cornered by the joke.

"Alhamdulillah, is this what we call family? Yes, I have a family. There's a Father, a Mother and a wife." Inner ustadz Mirza felt so happy because this first time ustadz Mirza had breakfast with the family.

"Father and Mother may you be in God's heaven, amen." A series of prayers said in the inner ustadz Mirza.

After finishing breakfast. Papa Riyan leaves for the office and Mama Anita goes straight to the boutique accidentally letting Femila and ustadz Mirza both at home.

They were still silent with their phones in their hands.

"Why didn't he go to college anyway!" Femila grouse in the heart.

"Is there something you want to say?" Tanya ustadz Mirza saw Femila who had just stolen a glance.

"Who wants to talk to you." Ketus Femila's.

" I managed to get you to talk."

"Whatever!" Petite Femila.

"Oya Fem, Sunday tomorrow we move to my house." Take ustadz Mirza.

"Why should I move anyway."

"My house is closer to campus."

"Izin Papa and Mama first." Femila said with a smile that had a different meaning.