BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 57

"I'll give up on you if you've been happy with the person you've loved." Ustadz Mirza.

Femila pulled the corner of her lips. "Being happy with the one I love." Femila repeated the sentence as if it were a question for her as well.

"Read prayer, we sleep." Take ustadz Mirza

Femila turned her face to ustadz Mirza because her hands had been looked up but ustadz Mirza had not yet started the prayer even she also raised her hands.

"Why hasn't it started yet?"Ask Femila.

"You're the one who's reading the lead."

"Ustadz tested me?"

Ustadz Mirza smiled and nodded her head.

"If anything is wrong be justified." Femila gave up on starting to recite the prayer.

Starting with reading ta'awudz, basmallah, Surat Al muawwidzat (An Nash, Al Falaq, and Al Ikhlas) last read the prayer to sleep.

Amens.

"There's nothing wrong with Ustadz?" Femila asked with an expanding smile as she managed to finish her reading.

"Much."

The smile he immediately pulled from the corner of his lips, "Why not Ustadz right?" Femila's voice weakened.

"Need to learn to justify eloquent reading. In terms of tajwid and mahrijul letters."

"When teach me Ustadz."

Ustadz Mirza immediately smiled sumringah. "God willing."

"Tomorrow the night there is no me in this bed, you have memorized the prayer. Don't forget to read before you go to bed."

"Hmm." Femila Drone.

Femila took off her blanket, her hand moving about to take off her fake leg.

"Let me." Ustadz Mirza's words immediately helped Femila take off her fake legs.

"Thank you Ustadz."

"Still in pain?" Tanya ustadz Mirza because Femila put pain relief ointment on amputated foot scars.

Femila nodded.

"Consult Vishnu again."

"Tomorrow I'll go there."

Ustadz Mirza was silent. Every check-up she always accompanied Femila but this time she had to go to the boarding school. "Mom can nemenin?" Tanya ustadz Mirza was worried that Femila was going alone.

"Yes, I've asked you to help me make nemenin."

"You don't move too much or lift too much weight."

"Sorry, yesterday was forced to move some books off the shelf."

Ustadz Mirza stroked Femila's head, went to sleep.

Suddenly Femila was shocked, the hands of Ustadz Mirza who was attached to the top of his head like a small electric shock, not deadly but causing a taste.

Femila immediately pulled out her blanket, "I want to sleep." Remark Femila quickly.

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"Why bring so much stuff? Take a suitcase with all the rich to move. We're going to check up on Vishnu's doctor, right?" Wonder mom Anita.

"Wanted to move into my mom's house."

"This is a boy, what's a jerk?"

"Bad tirak mama. Cepetan keburu queue more and more."

"Thank you Mr. Rohim." Femila said after Mr. Rohim put two suitcases belonging to Femila into his mother's car.

"Yes Non." Answer Rohim.

The car also went to the doctor's clinic.

After a few hours of check up. They immediately pumped gas into the house, until they were both at Anita's mother's house.

"Oh my room." Femila immediately laid her body on the bed.

Mama Anita was still frowning because she did not know the intention of her son to bring two suitcases back home when her husband was not home.

"Now my mom is asking for an explanation from you!"

"Mom if pouting is so ugly. I'm tired. I want to be istirakhat first."

"Fem, mama's serious. You stay here permission is the same your husband doesn't."

Femila's face turned sour. But his mouth was silent.

"OK, mama's calling Nak Mirza, mama let him." Connect mama Anita.

"Curl... Mama rempong once anyway. It's up to Mama." Femila Gerrutu.

Mama Anita immediately contacted her daughter-in-law. Several times the call was not connected.

"He was busy. Busy with her boyfriend."

Mama Anita immediately smiled broadly. "Oh my God.so you're jealous again because of ustadz Mirza to the boarding school of her former lover?"

"Issst, Mama what the hell even ngaco like that."

"Emmm.so sweet so dear." Two cheeks Femila pinched spoiled by mama Anita.

"Aw aw aw, sick Ma, sick." Kesal Femila's.

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"Son Mirza." Mama Anita told Femila that her daughter-in-law called back a missed call.

"Waalaikum salam. Yeah son, sorry mom interfered."

"What's the matter Ma?" Ask ustad Mirza from there.

Femila's eyes immediately rounded upon hearing her mother's words.

"This is Femila talking." Connected mama Anita but before the phone was handed over to Femila mama Anita had already diverted the call to a video call and ustadz Mirza received the transfer of the call.

The phone was already proffered by Anita's mother near the face of Femila, so inevitably Femila received the phone.

Ustadz Mirza immediately smiled looking at the face that he said was his rightful wife.

"Don't listen to my mom." Said Femila with an annoyed tone and a pouting face.

"Yes." Yeah." Ustadz Mirza smiled at the woman there.

"Assalamualaik." Femila immediately turned off the video call.

"Eh uh, why turn it off right away." Wonder mom Anita.

"Oh my God.the style of dating your son turned out to be very funny, so sweet bangeddddddddd." Ledek mama Anita while receiving the phone that Femila proffered.

"It's over, Ma." Answer Femila.

Mama Anita was still smiling while nodding her head slowly. "Happy Rest, dear."

"Hmm."

Mama Anita stepped out. "Don't forget to dream of your husband." Ledek mama Anita before closing the room door.

"Mama's noisy!" Shouting Femila.

Mama Anita chuckled at the screams of her son.

Femila then went into the bathroom, cleaned herself up to get ready for the night.

Both of his legs went up to bed. His hands began to take off the fake legs that were all day attached to his body.

Femila's lips smiled faintly, recalling Mirza's ustadz who always helped her remove the prosthetic leg before going to bed. But quickly his body shuddered to remember him. His body began to fall down, his eyes began to close.

"We pray first."

"Yes." Yeah." Femila answered still with her eyes closed. But the voice of the invitation vanished like swallowed by the wind.

Femila looked at her bedside.

"Can't I hallucinate?" Femila Mumbles.

"That ustadz is haunting me? Is he not dead?" Femila let out her breath violently. Then he began to pray and went into the dreamland.

The night began to show solitude. The earth continued to spin nonstop until dawn came through the long night.

"Body.wake up, pray." Femila's shoulder felt patted.

"Hmm." Femila just buzzed and squirmed her body.

"Wake up." Again the shoulder was patted.

Forced Femila to open her eyes round and round, her eyes rolled out to the sound and claps on her shoulders. Femila immediately woke up aghast. "Am I hallucinating again? Oh God!" Femila immediately got up to pick up the crutches that were beside the bed. To the bathroom to take a shower and after that somehow his hand moved to take the water.

"It's so cool that wudu water." Femila's inner eyes looked at the cupboard in her room and her feet stepped open the closet. His hands continued to flutter in search of her mukena and her wedding prayer rites. Femila smiled when she found that.

"That instrument relaxes the non." Suddenly Aliyah's voice buzzed in her ear. Femila smile.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim.two greetings have ended the two rakaat he tuned.

Time went on, morning and afternoon had arrived.

Femila was sitting on the sofa ceo room PT Perkasa Bintang. Andra and Mario sat with her. At least Mario can't get out of that place.

"Don't reason Mario! You stay here." Pinta Femila as Mario's butt gets out of his seat and throws the word permission to go to the toilet.

Andra smiled in response to that. "Are you so afraid of being left alone with me?"

"Obviously I was married. I don't want the rumors outside to scatter and harass my household." Femila said that was clearly different from her heart.

Andra smiled again at Femila's words.

"Is your love so great for your husband?"

Femila's eyes were fixed on Andra's eyes. A moment of view but Andra prefers to circulate his gaze to any view.

It felt very painful when he faced the woman who was still in his heart and the woman's gaze was like a war with him.

"You signed it." Femila pulled the file that Andra was holding.

"Thank you." Follow Femila and then step out of the room.

Andra looked at Mario on her chin hinting for him to follow Femila all the way down.

"I'm taking Non home." Bargain Mario, even though he knows the exact rejection he received.

"I've booked a taxi on line." Reply Femila according to the prediction of Mario.

Femila looked at her gaze towards the entrance of the building. "Yes, Mario. What were you talking about then?"

Mario is nervous, "When is Non?" Rhetorical Mario.

"The time you forgot. Last time I was here."

Mario smiled nervously. "What is Non? I'm forgetting?"

Femila flicked her lips, looking suspiciously at the figure of Mario whose brain is intelligent and not easily forgotten about something.

beep

A car stopped in front of Femila.

"With Femila's mother?" Ask the driver.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Femila.

"forget over. Long time in Borneo, you're tulalit." Ledek Femila then got into the car.

Mario smiled in response to a remark from Femila.

After the car was gone, Mario turned his body over to the twenty floor where the ceo room was enthroned.

"I'm sorry Non, I have to be quiet because of the message from Miss Rima, I must not interfere in your affairs." Inner Mario.

🌹Sometimes love comes quite once in a while, sometimes love comes uninvited, and sometimes love comes need several invitations. 😍🥰🏃

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