BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 66

"Mama's plan is to make Pa?" Tanya mama Anita still widens the smile on her lips while the husband still shows his astonished face.

"What do you mean by plan?"Papa Riyan asked as he drove out his car.

"Proving Femila's love."

"So everything was Mama's plan?"

Mama Anita nodded.

"From the stabbing?"

"Astaghfirullah.ya gag is Pa. That's that Mama? Mama did expect Femila could love Mirza's son but was not as determined as it was to ignore the safety of the child and daughter-in-law Mama."

"Papa thought that way."

"Papa ngaco." Grumpy mama Anita.

"But Mama's acting is good, right?" Mama Anita expects a yes answer from her husband.

"Yes good. It's good to get an Oscar.

Mama Anita chuckled at the answer.

"Actually mama pityed Femila. Mama has just come, has not yet embraced him eh mama must put on a face that is jutek so that Mama's acting seems natural."

"Not made acting also mama has natural juteknya."

"Papa Isst." Mama Anita pinched her husband's arm.

"Okay.sick Ma." Papa Riyan smiled.

"Pa, there may be one more step for the stubborn Femila to return her love for Mirza."

"I doubt Ma."

"Isst-i. How could Papa say doubt. Nih ya Pa, Femila interacts well with son Mirza, often joking, often both, let alone a room together, worrying about each other's situation. Plus yesterday afternoon, Femila was willing to hurt her hand to protect Mirza's son."

"Well!" Mama Anita's voice rose with the affirmation of the word."

"O Allah Ma, Papa was shocked."

Mama Anita smiled. "One more. Femila had a fight with Mama try because what? Because to defend son Mirza. So sweet is Pa."

"If you fight you don't have to wait for such a moment, Mama and Femila really like to fight."

"Keep..just keep talking about Mama."

"Yes, my mom is the best! Femila's relationship with Mirza's son much progress mamalah who played a big role," gave up papa Riyan for free also insisted with the woman next to him.

Mama Anita smiles winning.

"Keep Mama's plan ahead let alone."

"Emmmm..then dech wait for the situation and condition we will run the next action."

"We? Mama is the time!"

"Father!" Upset pampering mama Anita.

"Yes, yes, ki.ta. Pleased!"

Mama Anita nodded and again smiled triumphantly.

"But yes Pa, who is the culprit? How much he did that."

"Later the police will reveal. I'm sure that person will be given the appropriate punishment quickly."

While in the house of ustadz Mirza.

"Don't put it in your heart." Remila said that Mirza's ustadz situation was silent.

"The reason why Ustadz did not defend himself. Give an explanation to mama cake so as not to misunderstand it." Connect Femila.

"Any explanation remains in fact I'm the one who made you hurt like this."

"Ustadz, why do they talk like that. I saw with my own eyes the man was going to stab Ustadz so that I should get in the way of him."

"Yes, thank you, Femila."

"Assalamualaikum Ustadz, Non Femila." Sapa Habibi once entered the living room and then sat between them. "I can sit here right?" Habibi asked even though his ass was already sitting there.

Femila just nodded.

"Have I entered wrong? Why is it like sitting between magical things? All quiet with a cold face." Habibi Mumbles.

Ustadz Mirza and Femila who heard Habibi's words but still did not respond.

"Truly among the supernatural." Habibi repeated his conclusion.

"Bi, how long have you been with Ustadz Mirza?" Tanya Femila switched the conversation.

"About four years, is there anything Non suddenly asked like that?"

"It's okay to just ask.

"Why not continue the study? You're smart it's easy to choose any college place." Connect Femila.

"Is Non-Femila also willing to offer me to proceed to S2?"

"If you want to."

"If I had wanted to have been offered by Ustadz Mirza I would have accepted."

"Ustadz Mirza has offered you to continue your studies?"

Habibi.

"You refuse?"

Habibi again nodded.

"Auntie wants to stick it to me." Sela ustadz Mirza's.

Femila smiled at Ustadz Mirza's reply.

"What a reply to Ustadz Mirza. Lucky Non Femila married ustadz Mirza so can stick it out the same way she does."

"What is lucky." Femila Mumbles.

Habibi smiled at the reply from his nona.

"Ustadz Mirza is an amazingly good man Non. Generous, handsome, intelligent, kind, submissive. Truly the dream husband of every woman."

Femila. The characters of Ustadz Mirza mentioned by Habibi are all true. But not to the conclusion he made, "The dream of every woman? Really it?" Inner Femila.

"If a woman does not desire such a husband, she should doubt her womanhood." Habibi Knot.

"You mean me?" Femila asked, her voice slightly raised.

"Why did Non-Femila instantly conclude like that?" Habibi smiled triumphantly feeling his interlocutor follow the flow of his conversation.

"Emmm. Me, just ask." Said the original Femila while looking at Ustadz Mirza who got up from her seat stepping into the kitchen room.

"Look Non. Close to smart people surely we will contract smart, close to good people will certainly contract the goodness, close to the righteous will surely contract his obedience to the Almighty. That's why I refuse to stay away from ustadz. Let me be his assistant as long as I can always balance worldly affairs and the hereafter as he always does."

Habibi stopped talking. Femila digested Habibi's speech.

"I used to be just an ordinary student who said they were above average. I always thirst for achievement and knowledge. But I was negligent, it turned out that my soul was empty, never filled with religious knowledge. Salat never, not to mention, assume charity and alms only reduce property. But, after meeting with ustadz Mirza everything changed. My mindset not only measures the worldly problems of the afterlife must also be measurable. May God always reward us."

Femila was still silent to hear carefully what Habibi was throwing.

"Did Non-Femila also feel the same way as what I felt?"

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"What you're saying is Habibi, there's a lot of change. I'm so lucky to know you all." Remila who is only able to be thrown in her mind.

"It seems like your conversation is very interesting?" Tanya ustadz Mirza who suddenly came carrying a peeled apple and thrust it into Femila.

"Thank you." Femila took one and ate it.

"Sorry to interrupt, there's a guest in front." Mbak Anik.

"Yes, thank you." Ustadz Mirza set foot into the living room.

"From the police, we meet together." Ustadz Mirza said as he re-entered the living room.

Femila tries to stand up with help from Ustadz Mirza.

"Good day Mother Femila."

"Prince Sir."

"Sorry we interrupted Ustadz and Mom's break. We came to ask some questions regarding the stabbing incident yesterday afternoon at the headquarters of Islamic studies led by Ustadz Mirza Zayn Ahmad." One of the police.

"Ustadz and I relax first."

Femila and ustadz Mirza smiled slightly as indeed they looked tense.

"Try telling me the story of yesterday afternoon that happened to Ustadz and Mother."

Ustadz Mirza immediately recounted the incident in a row.

"Would you like to add?"

"I think it's clear and complicated as my husband has said."

"OKAY. Ustadz try to remember what all this time Ustadz ever give a talk about hate speech?"

"I'm sure I never did, sir."

The police nodded their head.

"Later the police can directly crosscheck to the YouTube channel of Islamic studies." Sela Habibi's.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, I'm Habibi's assistant ustadz Mirza. I was also at the scene yesterday. You could say I was also a witness to the event."

"Don't forget like and subscribe sir." Canda Habibi followed by laughter all.

"Mas Habibi is good at bringing the atmosphere so as not to tense." Praise one of the police.

"They're victims that the interrogation was too stressful, and the fear made it hard for them to say what they should say." Habibi.

"But seriously, sir. Like and subscribe. Insha Allah this channel is useful in addition to the funds collected for the benefit of the people." Connect Habibi.

"Yes, God willing."

"If necessary you also invite police friends to like and subscribe." Habibi Canda.

The one there laughed.

"Please continue the interrogation sir." Habibi.

"We're back to the question again Ustadz. Perhaps at Ustadz's job, Ustadz had a business rival who cheated or perhaps envied Ustadz's achievements?"

"I don't think it's there either, sir."

"Is there a personal problem with someone? Is that a grudge? Or a disappointment with Ustadz?"

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Femila's brain immediately led to a figure who that day met her in an orphanage.

"Are you Andra?" Inner Femila was full of questions.

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