BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 38

"I'm going to get back to work." The sentence escaped from Femila's mouth.

Ustadz Mirza was silent for a moment. "Stay home." Ustadz Mirza replied later.

"I'm bored every day like this." Remila said calmly even though her heart actually wanted to thrash on the request for permission that was rejected by Ustadz Mirza.

Ustadz Mirza has not yet responded.

"Back at work in your office?" Ask later.

"Yes." Yeah."

Femila was still waiting for an answer from ustadz Mirza. But the waiting is still silent busy themselves with his phone.

Silent mode. Quiescent. Quiescent. Until Habibi's voice slid between the ice hills that were equally cold.

"Assalamualaik." The sound was only choked up to see two people sitting in a chair standing still. Lousy.

"Wassalamu'alaikum greetings." Answer both.

"Habibi, to the study, I'll tell you something." Ustadz Mirza got up from her seat. Habibi also followed the steps of Ustadz Mirza.

"Try to check again the raw materials of rattan in the traditional market. Craft demand is increasing but raw materials are hard to find." Ustadz Mirza said as she sat in her study.

"I'll call his middleman boss Ustadz."

"I'm waiting for confirmation."

"The raw materials that Ustadz asked for yesterday have been fulfilled?"

"It's still the delivery process again."

"Ustadz, it looks like there was a cold war. Why does your face look all frozen?" Switch talks.

"I call you to work not to hanker."

"Just curious about Ustadz, this morning it seems that the relationship is progressing. Now there seems to be a fight.

"Have you called the guy?"

"Not connected to Ustadz."

Nearly a month ago, Sidiq, who runs a small Mirza-owned company, was unable to work because of an accident. So that Ustadz Mirza must intervene to take care of the supply of raw materials or choose craft products to be taken by their products. Fortunately some craftsmen and raw material suppliers are familiar with Ustadz Mirza so that it is easier only through telephone connections and social media can already be handled.

"I've left a message, if read later directly contact me."

"Femila asked permission to work again." Ustadz Mirza answered Habibi's pending question.

"I'm not surprised. Surely he's bored at home, he's used to working."

"I guessed that too."

"Was this morning the hand-kissing event a form of seduction for Ustadz to allow him to work?"

Ustadz Mirza smiled, then nodded slowly. "Maybe" he answered later.

"I think I want to open the door of his heart to Ustadz."

"Ustadz won't allow it?" Connect Habibi.

"Fear of Femila being treated with no pressure from her boss or co-workers because of her current physical condition." Ustadz Mirza.

"Does this form of attention mean that Ustadz's heart is already open to Femila?"

"I promised my parents I'd take care of Femila."

"Is that all?"

"What do you want?"

"As Ustadz promised, too, will try to love Femila when she becomes Ustadz's wife."

"Do you think I'm not trying?"

Habibi makes a smile. "Less greg Ustadz." Habibi Temptation.

Ustadz Mirza stared intently at Habibi.

"I also greget pingin nimpuk you wear sandals. Prayer of Magrib."

Habibi chuckles. He then followed Mirza's Austadz.

It's been three hours since Femila went on strike.

Ustadz Mirza was very disturbed to open a conversation with Femila. Yet he did not want to see Femila just fall silent like that. He climbed onto the bed to lean as comfortably as possible.

"I'm sorry." The word finally escaped after going through the stages of weighing, sorting and deciding.

Femila was still silent yet.

"What if I still don't allow you to work?"

Still quiet. There is no word from the interlocutor.

Ustadz Mirza swallowed his saliva with difficulty. "Is this how hard it is to seduce a sulking wife?" The ustadz Mirza.

"Why does it scare more than a tiger willing to grab a prey." Still in the mind can not be expressed in Femila can be really gripped ustadz Mirza.

"If I allow it..."

"That's what I asked for." Answer the short Femila.

Ustadz Mirza still hung up his sentence but was immediately struck by a reply from Femila.

"There's a condition."

"Quick say no need for pleasantries."

"Regarding your condition."

"Why with me who is disabled." Femila asked withholding tightness saying the word defect.

"Never take heart if anyone offends you."

"So this is what made Ustadz not allow me?"

"One of them."

"The others?"

"Otherwise?"

"If you're silent, pout your face ugly and scary."

Femila was silent for a moment. "That means Ustadz praises me as beautiful."

"If you want to interpret like that please."

Femila pulled the corner of her lips with a faint smile from the look on her face.

"I will remember the terms that Ustadz proposed." Remila said with a smile that was passed sweet because it had received blessing from her husband.

"It should be like that."

"Good night." Remila pulled the blanket and closed her eyes.

"We pray together before we go to sleep." Take ustadz Mirza.

Femila opened her eyes, ustadz looked at Femila. "You follow what I read." Lead ustadz Mirza.

Femila nodded and began to read al-Muawwidzat's letter and the prayer would go to sleep.

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"I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum." Femila grabbed hold of Mirza's ustadz hand and kissed the back of her hand.

Ustadz Mirza was astonished for the second time that Femila kissed her hand without being forced, then returned the greeting of Femila she rarely heard from Femila's mouth.

"Take this hand kiss ritual as a thank you because Ustadz has allowed me to work again."

"OKs. I'll take a thank you note from you."

Ustadz Mirza opened the door of the car that Femila was about to ride. Aliyah who was waiting in the car helped pick up the crutches that Femila was wearing. After the car door closed, Habibi drove his car into the highway.

Femila arrived at the parking lot of PT Garuda Semen Nasional office. Two months he had not set foot in this office now only one foot could stand carrying him to the space he used to occupy.

"Femila's." Shouting Silla immediately hugged the body of his best friend.

"So the new marketing executive is you?" Shocked Silla.

Femila smiled.

"Please enter your new workspace. Really rich dreams can work together with you again Fem."

"Thank's my best friend's perfect."

"Thank you for your compliment." Silla hugged her best friend.

"I didn't think I could go back to work either."

"That handsome Ustadz allowed you?"

Femila nodded.

"Neither is he." Silla smiled.

"Put where is Non?"

Silla looked towards the source of the sound. From earlier he was indifferent to a figure who was following Femila's steps. So excited to meet his best friend so Silla does not care much other than Femila.

"He's who's Fem?" Show Silla.

"My assistant."

"Assalamualaikum Sis." Say hello to Silla.

"Waalaikum salam. Silla's." Silla reached out a hand after answering the greeting and introduced herself.

"Aliyah." Aliyah replied and returned the hand.

"Cool idea, new direct work can assistant."

"Personal assistant of ustadz Mirza."

"Wau.cooler. He's just as considerate of you."

"Not so either."

"Eh, until I forget. The secretary of the boss said that the Marketing Executive came to his room.

"OKs. I went straight to his room."

"You're here Al, with all my room and my luggage."

"Yes Non." Answer Aliyah who is still talkative because it is still awkward in the new habitat.

When the road passes through the marketing department, Femila greets her old friends even though there are some new ones in the marketing section still Femila greeted with a smile.

"How are you all."

"Hi, Femila, Good news, Hello say, Kangen you are Fem, more beautiful, Miss beautiful, morning Femila, welcome, welcome to rejoin." Various greetings greet the arrival of Femila.

"For Mr." Sapa Femila as soon as she entered the room.

"For Femila. Long time no see." PT Garuda Semen Nasional.

Ceo with a bulging stomach was allowed to sit on Femila.

"Sir Freddy called me?"

"Yes, I told my secretary to call you. How do you feel about returning to work here?"

Femila smiled, "Surely happy sir."

"Two months I'm dizzy, Marketing Executive is less experienced, not as agile and as smart as you. There was no increase in sales at all even this past Sunday has decreased because one of our business partners did not extend the contract. Nah! Your task now must be to restore the original condition at least as it was." Obviously Freddy's long at length.

Femila nodded. "I'm asking for a two-month file, sir, for consideration."

"Yes, Aufar's secretary will be there to send him. Welcome back to PT Garuda Semen Nasional." Freddy stretched out his hand.

Femila returned the hand. "I'm sorry sir." Pamit Femila's.

"Wait for Femila, the most important contract extension with PT Perkasa Bintang should we get."

Femila.