BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 59

"Al please print the file. Today should be reported to Mr. Freddy." Femila was busy with her office.

Aliyah did as she asked her nona.

"Al, from Semarang do you not bring souvenirs for me?" Ask Femila.

Aliyah smiled a little. "Sorry Non, our time in Semarang is only in pesantren."

Femila's plan began to run, Aliyah began to be provoked to talk about what they did while in Semarang.

"Not going anywhere?"

Aliyah nodded. "Especially Ustadz Mirza, he was busy with a series of activities in the pesantren. I was just fine there, right along with Mbak Hana continues."

"Bareng with ustadz Mirza too?"

"Yes not Non. First came anyway we were greeted by Mbak Hana including Abah Yai as well. But for two days there was no encounter with ustadz. We followed the series of events at the pesantren separately. Just met again when Mbak Hana drove me to the car park."

Femila is still silent with listening mode.

Aliyah stared suspiciously at the barrage of questions coming out of her nona mouth. "Why did the lady ask all that?"

Femila nervous. His mouth would open the sound but the sound of knocking on the door held him back.

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"Mom, there's a shipment." The office boy handed him a bouquet of roses and a black plastic one.

Femila accepted it with astonishment looking at Bunga intently, "Who is Mas from?" Ask.

"Lacking to know Mom. I was just told to hand it over to Madam Femila."

Femila nodded in agreement to the OB's words. "Thank you, ma'am." Femila and OB said that out of the room.

Aliyah seemed to glance at her nona who had been sitting in her work chair and was still reading a piece of paper tucked in the bouquet. Aliyah's hand kept moving to operate the laptop and printer in front of her.

Femila pulled the corner of her lips. "Ustadz Mirza." Then the other hand opened the plastic containing food.

"Al, there's a food shipment so we don't have to eat out." Remila said she was still dismantling the plastic containing the food.

"Who are you from?" Ask Aliyah.

"Eat it." Remain Femila without answering Aliyah's previous question.

Aliyah was approaching her nona.

Femila smiled looking at the food. Favorite food, sweet sour spicy shrimp, sweet,

They both enjoyed the lunch.

tuling tuling

Some messages went to Aliyah's phone. He wiped the phone.

Flowers and food have been received by Auntie. This is us eating.

Reply Aliyah after reading the message that has been entered.

"We pray first Al." Take Femila.

"Huh?" Aliyah bengong still could not digest her non-speech.

"Tool first." Removed Femila.

Aliyah nodded, still in disbelief. "Why do you pray?"

Femila smile. "You say that prayer relaxes the soul and draws near to the Creator."

Aliyah nodded back.

They also stepped into the musolla in the office building.

Time goes on and it does not feel like the end of time to go home from work.

Femila and Aliyah seemed to be clearing the files that were splattered on the table. Turn off the laptop and tidy up the workbench. After all was done, they stepped into the car park.

Femila's eyes stopped twisting as a handsome man with a hint of fine fur graced her jaw and chin smiled and waved at her.

"It's been a long time Ustadz?" Ask Femila who then sits in the seat next to the wheel.

"Not long." Ustadz Mirza answered by confirming his sitting position.

"Thank you for the flowers and the food Ustadz." Rememila in the middle of the trip.

"flower? Food?" Surprised ustadz Mirza.

"Yes." Yeah." Femila smelled a suspicious scent.

"Oh, yes I forgot." Nervous ustadz Mirza.

"Forgot what?" Femila turned her gaze to ustadz Mirza.

"That, from my mom, tell me to love you." Ustadz seemed hesitant to say the sentence he had just uttered.

Before picking up Femila ustadz Mirza called Anita's mother to say that the flowers and food that Anita's mother sent to Femila was from her. But somehow his lips were weak enough to lie to the woman who was now sitting next to him.

"I'm sorry ma, I can't lie." The ustadz Mirza.

"Emmm, mama's acting." Femila Gerrutu.

Aliyah the loyal listener immediately replied to a message that she had not responded to.

Ustadz Mirza said honestly the flowers and the food were from Aunty.

While at the boutique, Mama Anita still massages her temple reading a reply from Aliyah. "Son Mirza can't lie or maybe there's no love for Femila?" Mama Anita's heart is full of.

"Am I missteps? Should I first make sure Nak Mirza's feelings to Femila?" Sluggishly.

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"Don't really want to come?" Ustadz Mirza.

"No, I told you the same Ustadz. I want to go for a walk with Aliyah."

"OKs. But don't regret it."

"Ngapain also regretted, people just kondok kok."

Ustadz Mirza smiled seeing Femila sneak her lips.

"My friend expects me to come with a wife, not with that person." Ustadz Mirza's chin pointed at Habibi who came closer to ustadz Mirza and Femila who were still sitting in the middle room.

"What's wrong with me Ustadz?"

"His girlfriend is neat. Go on away." Femila Chirps.

"Non Femila doesn't know yet, how tough we are. Especially the person next to Non. Wihhhh." Habibi Reply.

Femila was nervous, swallowing her saliva with difficulty.

Habibi's chuckling turn looked at his non-existent expression. Ustadz Mirza just smiled a little.

"Curl...Noisy you Bi! Already gone! Why is it still here!" Kesal Femila's.

"Non, where may Ustadz Mirza go if his daughter's master who is also leaving has not breezed from his throne."

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam." Answer simultaneously.

"Finally came too. We're leaving." Femila stepped outside as soon as Aliyah came, Aliyah followed behind her.

Ustadz Mirza opened the car door for Femila. After Femila sat down, she extended her hand.

Femila looked at that hand then looked at the face of Ustadz Mirza.

"should?" Ask Femila who protested with the request of Ustadz Mirza.

Ustadz Mirza nodded.

Femila grabbed that hand and kissed the back of her hand for not wanting to argue for long with ustadz Mirza. "I promised you when I left for work." Femila muttered but could still be heard ustadz Mirza.

Ustadz Mirza smiled in response and rubbed Femila's head. "Take care of yourself." Said later.

The sting suddenly flowed again in Femila's body. Low-voltage electric shock due to the elusan ustadz Mirza on the tip of his head.

Ustadz Mirza closed the car door.

"Be careful, Al." Ustadz Mirza's.

"Yes Ustadz. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

beeping.

Cars are rolling into the city streets.

"We also go Bi." Take ustadz Mirza who is neat with a batik shirt and casual pants.

"Good Ustadz."

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"What are we buying?" Aliyah asked after they arrived at a mall M.

"Important is the streets of Al. Let our brains refresh. You can buy anything. I will pay later."

"Really Non?" Girang Aliyah's.

Femila nodded.

Aliyah stopped at the Muslim dress. He took a set of Muslim clothes. Then the shoe booth, sandals and bags. Her name is also female if you see that her eyes become literate. Wallet is a recent affair. How not lately people who pay nonanya.

"Already Non. It's been a lot."

"Is there really nothing else you buy?"

Aliyah shook her head quickly.

"It's more than enough."

Femila smile.

"It's okay, it's a gift because you've been doing your job well."

"Thank you Non. Already praised me."

"We eat yuk."

"Yuk Non." Answer Aliyah.

"Eh, later Non. We stopped by the Muslim dress stall earlier."

"Want to buy again?"

Aliyah nodded.

"OK."

Aliyah's steps stopped when choosing Muslim clothes. There is a set of peach color clothes that are so graceful, simple models get sweeter with the veil. He took it, directly brought to the cashier. Femila followed behind him.

"Let me pay Non." Aliyah immediately issued a sum of money listed on the shirt label.

"Why did you pay?"

"Thank you Ma'am." Say Aliyah to the cashier who served her.

Aliyah and Femila stepped out of the booth.

"Because this dress is a gift for Non Femila." Said Aliyah while handing over the shirt.

Femila's steps stopped. "For me?" As if I couldn't believe it. Then received the clothes that Aliyah offered.

Aliyah nodded.

"Thank you."

"Hopefully one day Non can wear it Istiqomah."

Femila only smiled at Aliyah's words.

"Why not do it?"

"Yes, amen." Femila did not want to argue with Aliyah.

"We ate it at this mall Non. The food there is good."

"OK."

"Not using a car?" Femila asked because Aliyah had already gone down on the road and had not stepped into the car park.

"No need for Non. That looks like the shop."

Femila stepped next to Aliyah.

Citttt...

Motor at high speed brakes suddenly. But because of the distance and accuracy is lacking, the motor nudged Femila's body until she fell down.

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