BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 50

"Sorry Ustadz, that's the honesty of my heart." The tears escaped from her eyes.

Ustadz Mirza was silent swallowing her saliva with difficulty, her throat was blocked perfectly hearing the honesty of Femila. His body began to lay on the bed.

"We pray and then go to sleep. It's been very night" Invite ustadz Mirza because he got home almost 11 p.m.

After saying the prayer, Femila's eyes closed perfectly. Ustadz Mirza was the same, his eyes closed but his mind was still awake.

"Your love is not wrong Fem, it is circumstances that make love wrong. I cannot force you to love me, for I cannot force myself to love you. I am sure that love will come because of God. I must be labeled a person who does not know yourself if you ask you to love me, but I am the one who caused your suffering. I caused you disability, until Andra left you. Do I deserve to hope you love me? Not to be hated by you and your family alone is already the greatest gift I have to accept." The inner turmoil of Ustadz Mirza. But drowsiness, now brought him to dreamland.

The end of the night passed, the Gregorian calendar had begun. One, two, three hours Wake up man who will perform the sunah one third of the night. There is no exception ustadz Mirza who is accustomed to the activity.

The cell phone on the nightstand next to the bed he picked up. A sleeping light shone on the screen of the phone. At 03:00 in the morning. But the body was stiff when he was about to move.

"How can he sleep hugging my chest like this?" Ustadz Mirza was astonished when she woke up and the position of Femila hugged her tightly.

The left hand of the Mirza ustadz who became the sleeping pads of Femila tried to pull the Mirza ustadz slowly. Not even separated, once the movement of the ustadz Mirza Femila immediately tightened his embrace.

"hee." Femila's voice bounces while tightening her arms as Ustadz Mirza tries to move.

Ustadz Mirza is getting riled up. "This guy, he slept once." Lirih ustadz Mirza's.

Long-time ustadz Mirza relented, said the phrase dhikr and fell asleep again.

When dawn greets. Habibi walked back and forth in front of Mirza's ustadz room.

"Wake up no? Unlike usual ustadz Mirza to miss the morning congregation in the complex of the house." Habibi's hand that almost knocked on the door of the room he paused.

"I'm going alone."

While in the room.

Femila who woke up so shocked found herself in a position to hug the body of Ustadz Mirza. His body began to shift slowly from the body of ustadz Mirza, with a face that flushed while cursing his own behavior. Femila walked into the bathroom.

After finishing the bath Femila already did not find ustadz Mirza in the mattress.

"Where is that guy?" Femila's eyes circled to the corner of the room. "Maybe dawn prayers in the mosque." Lirih Femila then put her body back on the mattress while opening her phone.

At seven more than thirty minutes Femila and Ustadz Mirza were ready to leave for their respective workplaces.

"I think Ustadz and Habibi came home in the morning and it was night time." Said Aliyah opening a chat on the way.

"There are insistent on asking to go home, maybe already miss the one at home." Sindir Habibi because that night was ustadz Mirza asked to go home directly.

Ustadz Mirza pretended not to hear Habibi as well as Femila pretended to be busy with her phone.

"Saking tired because of the long journey ustadz Mirza until late waking up. Usually the dawn of dawn is ready at the front door. Uh, Fajr, his room's still locked." Habibi continued insinuating that he felt that even Mirza could wake up late.

"You know Bi if I'm soy sauce. So tired of me, the dream of the fall of buffalo and buffalo did not give me space for movement." Connect ustadz Mirza while glancing at Femila.

Femila immediately stopped her fingers surfing on the phone screen.

"What! You said I was a buffalo! Oh no no no so ustadz Mirza, do you know that I hugged him last night? Ah..Why also nyender head on his arm. But I'm going to sleep. That's it I don't know wake-up my position is already like that." Inner Femila monologued, her eyes glanced at ustadz Mirza who seemed to smile content to make herself embarrassed.

"It's okay Ustadz, if his legs make Ustadz sleep so comfortable. Every day dreams of a buffalo fall."

"Abibi!" Ustadz Mirza and Femila said the same word. Stare sharply at Habibi in annoyance.

Habibi just chuckled at their reaction in the rearview mirror in the car.

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Three and a half months later.

"Good Al, hold the wheel is good too. Don't overtake Al, don't overtake, don't..." Tense Habibi.

But Aliyah still overtakes the car in front of her.

Both hearts are pumped.

Almost a fraction of a centimeter from the opposite direction there is a pick up car that will be hit and the pick up car immediately honked its horn in a row and with a loud swearing the driver looked up the head to the window giving oath absorption. But not so clear his speech can only be concluded the driver was angry because in the brave corner of the car that Aliyah drove overtaking.

we stop at the restaurant in the future." Habibi pointed to the restaurant on the left side of the road.

Aliyah took a position by driving a car in front of the Padang restaurant.

Habibi and Aliyah went down and ordered food. After washing their hands they sit down and eat their dinner.

"Just died in vain."

Aliyah put on her sweetest smile, "I'm sorry Brother." The row of white teeth is still Aliyah showing.

"How did you get away with making SIM C? Pantesan riding a motorbike is often lost because it violates traffic. This is basic science, if there is a dotted line in the middle of the road, it means the rider can overtake and the line is connected unbroken means it should not overtake!" Wonder Habibi.

Aliyah was still grinning, her sweet smile felt powerful moves so that the person who nagged in front of her was no longer angry. But not for a Habibi.

"You don't keep smiling. Dry it's teeth."

Aliyah immediately drew her smile, which was now a picture of the lips being washed away.

"His intention is to make it to the cost quickly." Bela Aliyah's.

Habibi shook his head in wonder.

"Sister Habibi don't be angry. Today let Aliyah do it." Rayu Aliyah while rolling her eyes.

"You really should be the one who doesn't." Annoyed Habibi immediately sipped the orange ice that was in front of him.

"Yes, from tomorrow let Aliyah keep going. Aliyah has a lot of money." Aliyah said without sin with laughter.

"Why so arrogant."

"Once in a while cocky is okay dong Kak."

"Thank God working as an assistant for five months makes you instantly rich."

Aliyah smiled happily to hear either the praise or the teasing coming from Habibi's mouth. He nodded his head approving of Habibi's statement.

"It turns out that work is good, do not think after the value to get A, not to mention the tasks that accumulate from lecturers, let alone at the end of the semester fretting if parents can not pay the semester. If you know this, just mending work."

"Aliyah." Habibi stared intently at Aliyah, not liking Aliyah's statement just now.

Aliyah looked smirked. "Why does Habibi look at me like that. Isn't what Aliyah said true." Face lowered.

"If you don't go to college where you know all of us, it's impossible now that you're an assistant. Believe me, every time we seek knowledge there must be a way that God makes it easy for us to pass."

Aliyah nodded slowly.

"It is fortunate that I know good people like Habibi, Mbak Hana, Ustadz Mirza, non-Femila. May all of you always be in the protection of Allah."

"Amen. Tumben your brain is real."

Aliyah poked her lips.

"The important. Hopefully ustadz Mirza and non Femila are always as happy as they are now, and quickly given a baby."

Habibi immediately choked on hearing the last word spoken from Aliyah's mouth.

"About five months of their marriage, will there really be a baby coming soon?" Inner Habibi.

"Basic plain boy. Always judge from the outside." Habibi.

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