BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 54

"Andra." Femila's lips quivered to mention the name of her former lover.

"How are you doing Femila?" Sapa Andra calmly then sat down in her work chair.

Femila was still silent her shock of not being able to open her mouth to return the greeting.

"Thank God it looks like you're okay." Andra said without hearing Femila's reply.

Femila was still silent not knowing what to do. From the bottom of his heart there was a sense of wanting to hug the person he had longed for and was now in front of him. On the other hand, there is a burning hatred and want to curse him until the curse is right on him.

"I'll excuse you." Finally one sentence managed to escape from Femila's mouth despite sounding nervous.

Andra's hand allowed Femila to come out.

After the woman's body disappeared from her eyes Andra took her cell phone.

"Mario, you check Femila down, make sure she's okay until she gets in the car." Andra said and from there agreed with Andra's words.

The phone he turned off, with a limp body, two eyes he closed and his hands closed the face until he Raup slowly.

"Thank you Fem, because you're still passionate about living life." Inner Andra.

Femila moved her legs slowly. Opening the car door, choosing to sit behind the wheel.

"Have it finished?" Rhetoris Aliyah knew her nona was sitting in the seat, although unlike usual she was sitting beside the wheel she chose to sit behind the wheel.

Femila was silent about the rhetorical sentence that came from Aliyah's mouth. Tears that had previously been weathered now flooded his cheeks and sounded Isak who was held down heavily.

Aliyah turned to the rearview mirror in the car. He still did not understand what happened to his nona until he shed tears.

The car drove, sped through the streets of the city until it arrived at the office where he worked.

"Non is okay?" Tanya Aliyah ventured when she reached her non-working space.

Again the question evaporates without any word from the interlocutor.

"Drink Non." Aliyah gave him a glass of water.

Femila grabbed the glass half a glass into her stomach.

"Do I need to call ustadz to pick up Non here?"

"Don't."

As expected Aliyah, with such an offer would definitely her nona would open the vote.

Femila let out a rough breath. His hand now grabbed the laptop that was on the desk then opened it.

"I'm going to the cafeteria. Not asking for what?" Tawar Aliyah after seeing her nonanya started to continue her work.

Femila just shook her head.

The canteen.

To the cafeteria was actually just Aliyah's excuse to ascertain what befell her nona. Ten minutes ago he saw the status of Fery: Syamsuddin Noor airport with a photo of Om Fery pushing a trolley containing a suitcase.

"That means, in the office of PT Perkasa Bintang non Femila did not meet with om Fery, but with whom until non Femila cried like that?" Inner Aliyah.

Aliyah ventured into contact in the name of om Fery, entering calling mode.

"Assalamualaik." Say hello to Aliyah once the contact has been connected.

"Waalaikum salam. What's up Al? Tumben you call me, looks like something really important."

"I saw the status of Om Fery at Syamsuddin Noor airport, Om really there."

"Yes, why. You kangen?"

"Issst what the hell Om. How many days?"

"Maybe two weeks, or a month, or two months, or..."

"Or forever." Cut Aliyah

Om Fery chuckled at Aliyah's words. "If you miss me, I invite you to stay here."

"I'm getting creepy Om." Ketus Aliyah's.

Fery's laughter chuckled at Aliyah's reply.

"Safera's also coming with Om?"

"Yes, he's coming. But he's sleeping maybe exhausted."

"If Om goes back to Kalimantan who takes care of the company?"

"Return to the one who took care of."

"I mean Om?"

"Andra." Briefly om Fery cut Aliyah asked.

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Aliyah swallowed her saliva with difficulty. "Pantesan non Femila cried like that turns out she met her ex-lover." Inner Aliyah.

"Is this really what you're going to ask?"

"D-yes." Aliyah replied nervously.

"Did Femila meet Andra?" Ask Om Fery later.

"Last afternoon we went to PT Perkasa Bintang's office." Honest Aliyah because there is nothing to cover, free Om Fery will also know. Like a series of bases now to ascertain who the nonanya met at PT Perkasa Bintang, the end om Fery also know.

"Sooner or later they must meet and must resolve their unresolved past."

"But non-Femila is already married, Om."

"Marriage is only symbolic, but the woman's heart is still attached to her past."

"It's not fair to ustadz Mirza."

"Not talk about justice but who speak their hearts."

"It's Andra's brother, so it's only natural to defend him."

Om Fery chuckles back. "What effect did I have on defending Andra?"

"Yes.so." Aliyah replied doubtfully.

"Oh, um, I have to go to the non-Femila room."

"Yes, if you miss the phone."

"Will not miss!" Ketus Aliyah's.

"Assalamualaik."

Aliyah turned off the phone. I clicked a few messages and sent them.

Afternoon greet more than a few hours. The office staff started rushing home. Femila and Aliyah had also walked towards the car park.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam." Reply Femila and Aliyah.

Femila was surprised by the arrival of ustadz Mirza while Aliyah smiled sumringah.

"Then I went home first because non-Femila was already picked up." Aliyah immediately ran away.

Ustadz Mirza opened the car door for Femila. After sitting in the seat, ustadz Mirza closed the door.

"Why is Ustadz staring at me like that?" Femila asked to see that there was a blind eye staring at her.

Ustadz smiled revealing his row of white teeth.

"Where are we going? Eating out or going straight home?" Ask ustadz Mirza.

"Go home."

"OK." Ustadz Mirza drove his car.

"Ustadz.focus ahead." Pinta Female.

Ustadz Mirza smiled back, "Aren't I focused on the front."

"No, it's been four times this Ustadz glanced at me." Ketus Femila's.

"Maybe more." Sangkal ustadz Mirza at once justifies his actions.

Car parked in the parking lot.

They got off the car. Enter the house, clean yourself and now appear in clean and neat clothes.

"We pray Magrib together." Take ustadz Mirza.

Femila. "Let me catch up." Said later.

"I wait in the prayer place."

Seven minutes later Femila was already wearing a mukena and in the place of prayer.

"The others don't attend Ustadz prayers?"

"Pak Rohim and Mbak Anik salat jamaah in the mosque."

Two greetings ended the prayers of the worshippers they prayed.

"You want to get together?" Tawar ustadz Mirza after dhikr.

Femila seemed hesitant to answer questions from Ustadz Mirza.

"You just listen."

Femila nodded.

"Ustadz is so good. Smart naji, good voice. It's worth a lot to judge ustadz." Inner Femila. His ears still hear the holy verse recited ustadz Mirza.

Sodaqallahul.

Femila smiled after ustadz Mirza ended her reading and put the Qur'an mushaf into place.

"Are you staring at me like this?" Ledek ustadz Mirza saw Femila still staring at him fixedly.

"That means we're even." Femila answered with a small smile.

Time goes on, now it shows 21:00.

Ustadz Mirza got into bed after ablution. Get ready to go to sleep.

"Not slept?" Rhetoris ustadz Mirza's.

Femila kept reading the book she was holding.

"Sleep, tomorrow we have to go to work."

Femila put her book on the nightstand next to the bed.

"We read prayer first." Take ustadz Mirza.

Femila followed the reading.

"Ustadz, thank you for everything."

"What have I given you until you say thank you."

"many things. Especially understand my heart."

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Ustadz Mirza was silent.

"Last afternoon, why did ustadz Mirza pick me up must be because Aliyah had contacted ustadz and told me the incident that happened to me."

Femila was speechless taking a breath and throwing it away violently.

"He's worried about you, so call me right away."

"Are Ustadz also worried?"

"You're my wife, obviously I'm worried."

"There's nothing more."

"If there were more. I want to wipe your tears. I'm afraid the office wipes are over."

"Ustad!" Femila was shaking her lips.

Ustadz Mirza smiled as she revealed her row of white teeth.

"I'm kidding. Whatever your problem is, talk to me."

Femila fell silent then nodded her head slowly.

"Even if it's about Andra." Lirih Femila her eyes held a clear liquid that would not be allowed to escape and her head was still down.

"Yes." Yeah." A short answer ustadz Mirza.

The hand reached for Femila's chin, she stared fixedly at the face and the eyes that held the clear liquid that was contained in her beautiful eye patch

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