BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
45
The sentence that was thrown from the plain boy instantly drugged the person in the living room.
"Om Andra is now far away so can't give thanks to Safera." Said Fery then carrying the little girl.
"Om Andra just tell me to come here. Make Nemenin Safera and aunt Femila." Said Safera still with his innocence.
Femila glanced at Ustadz Mirza who looked wryly in expression.
"Later Aunt replace her with a lot of pokemon dolls." Femila Kayu.
"don't want. Anybody who can nemenin Safera."
"Let's Mirza be nice." Sela ustadz Mirza's.
"real Om?" Girang Safera's.
Ustadz Mirza nodded his head. "Here's the fat Om." Ustadz Mirza spread out her arms and Safera immediately moved the sling from her papa's hand.
"Safera asks how many grandchildren?" Ask ustadz Mirza while stepping out to the car park.
"Emmm.. two." Safera pointed his index and middle fingers.
"A little bit. Om the same aunt Femila even though she wants to give five adek. How's it?"
Safera laughs. "Can I have a lot of Om?"
"Yes, I can."
"Wasn't it aunty?" Ustadz Mirza turned his gaze towards Femila to answer questions from Safera.
"D-yes." Femila answered nervously.
"Promise to you." Safera thrusts her little finger.
"Safera comes down from Mirza's sling." Sela om Fery saw the nervousness on the two fainting husband and wife beside him.
Safera grabbed his papa's hand and the boy was placed in the seat beside the wheel.
"See you tomorrow aunt, om Mirza." Said Safera as if forgetting the request for an appointment at Ustadz Mirza.
"Yes baby, ba bay...."Femila waved her hand.
"Assalamualaikum Safera."
"Waalaikum salam Om." Safera replied, still waving her hand.
The car drove into the city streets.
One, three, three and a half hours later. Femila and ustadz Mirza were already getting ready to greet the dreamland. Time shows at 21:30. Ustadz Mirza used to go to bed early to wake up in the middle of the night. So any busier ustadz Mirza is always sought to sleep the night maximum until 22:00. It just so happens that Femila also gets used to sleeping early. So when the time shows at 21:00 two fainted who said husband-wife is already laying her body on the mattress.
Femila glanced at ustadz Mirza. Ever since Safera and Fery came home not a word came out of the mouth of Ustadz Mirza.
"Is Ustadz Mirza angry with me? Why should I be angry? Because of this he was angry? Not really! Moreover, his anger is so creepy." Femila's mind and shoulders shuddered.
"Why are your shoulders shuddering like that? What imagine Safera's request." Tanya ustadz Mirza opened a silence.
"Who is also a shadow." Ketus Femila immediately pulled the blanket and turned her back to the position of Ustadz Mirza. "At least you've opened your mouth to speak, ustadz." Femila's heart monologue and by pulling the corners of her lips.
Ustadz Mirza smiled with Femila's reaction.
"Is there nothing you want to say, why this afternoon reached the office of PT Perkasa Bintang?"
"Office business." Answer the short Femila.
"So the prospective client you met at that time was Fery?"
"Yes. To get a cooperation contract I have to seduce his son to want to go to school and stay at home in Jakarta." Femila Bright.
"Why should you? and his mother, can't she persuade him?
Femila turned her sleeping position towards the ceiling of the room. "Om Fery just got divorced. Child custody fell into his hands. Unfortunately, the boy became the victim of the selfishness of his two masters." Femila Bright.
"So, um Fery duda?"
Femila nodded.
"How long have you persuaded Safera."
"One week."
Ustadz Mirza was silent and there was no response.
"What is angry ustadz?" Ask Femila carefully.
"On the basis of humanity I allow." Answer ustadz Mirza.
"I can't possibly mess around. They also have self-esteem. I still respect ustadz as long as ustadz still respect our marriage." Femila.
Ustadz Mirza nodded. "Pray after that sleep." Ustadz Mirza continued to read Surah Al muawwidzat and prayer will sleep. The thing that made him amazed, for the umth time Femila chanted the three surahs of the Qur'an and prayer will sleep together with Ustadz Mirza.
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Femila seemed to be flicking her lips. Getting into Mirza's car, Aliyah entered and sat in the front seat beside the steering wheel. Femila seems upset every afternoon having to undergo activities that he thinks are beyond logic. How not, in these six days every afternoon ustadz Mirza picked up Femila from the office and then drove to the office of PT Perkasa Bintang and lightly entered the office to accompany Safera playing there.
Habibi smiled looking at the two people behind him. The wife was upset because she was followed by every move and the husband felt sinless with an ordinary look.
Flashback.
"You don't just talk Bi." Ustadz Mirza heard Habibi's words.
"I don't speak Ustadz. What is it if not jealousy, planning to follow Femila to the office of PT Perkasa Bintang."
"I'm not jealous." Press ustadz Mirza again.
"You know for yourself, Femila will meet Fery's widower status. Although I believe Femila will not be anything but what about om Fery?" Connect ustadz Mirza.
"Femila wasn't alone in the room, but there was Aliyah."
"What if Aliyah pretended to be asked out to buy food or for a file coffee photo or something. We don't know."
"The mind of Ustadz parno. Possessive husband." Habibi laughed.
"Beware it is necessary. But I emphasize it again. This is just in case."
"Yes, believe. Husband who is afraid his wife digondol om widower." Ledek Habibi laughs amusedly.
plaques
One fist thins Habibi's arm.
"Awwww. Ustadz's pain." Habibi nodded his arm.
"Again?" Ustadz Mirza raised his hand.
"No Ustadz." Habibi laughed.
Flashback.
"Congratulations Fem, you finally got the contract."
"Hmm." Femila Drone.
"Why not thank me?"
"What does this have to do with Ustadz?"
"If I don't help you persuade Safera to want to go to school and stay in Jakarta maybe the result is not this smooth."
"Hmm." Femila buzzed back in a gesture of greeting ustadz Mirza and pulled the two corners of her lips to form a very forced smile.
Femila glanced at ustadz Mirza, "How could she care once to say that. Even without him coming, Safera would. Although I admit for six days even impressed Safera more sticky with ustadz Mirza and I there just finish the office work." Inner Femila monologue.
"Don't go straight home Bi, we'll stop by for dinner."
"Yes Ustadz. To a normal place?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Twenty minutes drive finally arrived at the place, just in time magrib reverberated. Habibi ordered food and saung to be occupied. Then rushed following the others who had been in the restaurant musala.
After they finished their congregational prayers, they walked towards the saung that Habibi ordered.
"Why should this place be? This is where I met this creature beside me! Is this ustadz on purpose?" Inner Femila monologue.
Because not the focus of the road when going to go up to the place of the saung on this stage design Femila was fastest. Fortunately there was a Mirza ustadz who was quick to catch Femila's body.
"Ihhh, my lady." Femila's murmur and her body thrashed to be released.
What happened, however, was beyond belief. Ustadz Mirza instead held Femila ala bridal style and then placed it right next to Aliyah.
"Don't let you get out of control fall down again. Remember, if up to three times fall in front of me is not just pain that you feel but must be ashamed." The whisper of Mirza's ustadz in Femila's ear then sat beside her.
Femila looked at ustadz Mirza in annoyance. Ustadz Mirza even smiled slightly looking at Femila's facial expression.
"What do you mean don't fall a third time!" Femila makes sure utadz Mirza.
"Think of it yourself. Sloppy." One tap managed to land on Femila's forehead.
"wwwS. Ustadz's pain." Peeked Femila while holding her forehead.
Ustadz Mirza smiled win.
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Aliyah's phone on the dinner table rang, one video call. Femila and Aliyah stared together at the mobile phone, the call was written by the name of Madam Hana.
deg.
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