BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
extra chapter 3

"Fem, what better not to," pinta ustadz Mirza.

"Must" said Femila.

"It's only been three months, dear."

"Three months are not new, but old. The Ustadz section knows for itself how to whine mama and papa asks for grandchildren. Rich ask for dolls just buy in the store. This child, make it delicious but.so dough is not, that's what we can't guess," Femila grumbled at length while fretting to justify her hijab.

Ustadz Mirza was seen rubbing his face rough.

Femila glanced at the man who was already her husband.

"Ustadz why does it look tense?" Confused Femila.

"Don't tell me Ustadz was afraid of the doctor's control," Femila's eyes now stared intensely at her driving husband.

Ustadz Mirza blew his breath rough. "Just a little nervous," honestly ustadz Mirza.

Femila smiled because of that. "I guess why baby," said Femila his hand immediately stroked his jaw.

They were at the Healthy Families clinic. They go directly into the poly content. after being explained at length. They're home.

"Next month check again."

"Hmmm," buzz ustadz Mirza.

"It seems Ustadz is not eager for child programs," complained Femila, his lips were irritated.

Ustadz Mirza smiled a glance at the woman who was already his rightful wife. His hand immediately grabbed the head of the wife but Femila turned her head back. Ustadz Mirza smiled more and more at the reaction of his wife.

His eyes looked at the spy. His car he clapped after seeing no riders from behind.

Femila each quietly held her hand. Ustadz Mirza stared fixedly at the wife's netra.

"Remember article 1, paragraph 1, lip weaving will be subject to the penalty of kissing in bib*r," said ustadz Mirza by touching the bib*r.

"Article 1, paragraph 2, if the accused is still performing the acts mentioned in article 1, paragraph 1, then the same punishment will be given in reference to the previous article," lang ustadz Mirza but who was spoken to remained silent holding hands.

Ustadz Mirza grabbed Femila by the nape closer and closer, but Femila regained her face and retreated until her head stuck against the edge of the car glass and the position of the body facing the man in front of him.

Ustadz Mirza who was in a favorable position immediately took action

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One attack landed perfectly on the spot according to their exact article ala ustadz Mirza. The second article was also carried out by ustadz Mirza because the first article was still violated by the accused.

"Ustadz..," Femila's hand hit her husband's thigh.

Ustadz Mirza chuckled because of that.

Femila looked to be smiling, "Beware of stealing like this again" Femila joked.

Ustadz Mirza immediately drove forward after finding a smile from the wife's face.

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Unlike usual, this dinner Femila helped Ma'am Atik prepare a meal.

Ustadz Mirza was surprised to see his wife. He sat on the dining chair while looking at his wife who was still arranging food on the dining table.

"Don't be tired of Atik's work" said Ustadz Mirza.

"No Ustadz, I was just helping to prepare the food," said Femila.

"Your legs will hurt Fem."

"Darling, don't worry too much. God willing, I can measure my abilities. If it makes my feet hurt, I'll stop it" Femila said, her hands still setting the dining table.

"I warned Ustadz, but Non-Femila remained cool" said Atik.

"If there is a need please call me Non," continued mbak Atik after finishing arranging dinner.

"Yes thanks Ma'am," replied Femila then sat down beside ustadz Mirza after washing her hands.

"So Ustadz?" tanya Femila scooped the rice onto the plate.

"Pretty dear" replied Ustadz Mirza.

Femila put a plate filled with rice.

"A Habibi doesn't eat? Ask Femila because Habibi does not usually have to show his nose on the dining table.

"At least, I told you to eat just he said giggly want to finish the report." Say ustadz Mirza by taking some side dishes to the plate.

"Something like someone mentioned my name?" Sapa Habibi then his ass he sat on the chair facing ustadz Mirza.

"Long-life Bi," said Femila.

"Amin Non," replied Habibi his hand is still moving to take the rice and side dishes.

Habibi's eyes stared at the menu that was rarely served at the dining table. His hands moved enthusiastically taking the menu.

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"Auw.sak Non," Habibi stroked his non-appearing hand.

"This is a special ostadz default," Femila took the bean sprouts and long beans and proffered in front of the Mirza ustadz.

"Raw bean sprouts and raw long beans?" Ustadz Mirza made sure the food was for him.

Femila nodded and shook her head softly, "Not raw has been doused with hot water. Remind the doctor, bean sprouts are good for improving the quality of sperm*a can also protect the egg and sperm*a from free radical attack," explained Femila.

"A minor but does not abstain from eating bean sprouts, he is an intelligent child so eating is not selective," habibi replied to mention ustadz Mirza who does not like to eat half raw bean sprouts or raw long beans.

Femila chuckled, "Please eat Ustadz.." ledek Femila looked at the husband who began to take the bean sprout with force.

"Please sambal Ustadz, let it taste good," advised Femila handnya put sambal on the dish ustadz Mirza.

One, two bribes and ending at the last bribe. Dinner was covered with fruit at the dinner table.

"Non, make sure the bean sprout menu is always in every meal," Habibi said his eyes glanced at Ustadz Mirza.

Femila nodded while pointing her thumb.

"Can't there be any other menu?" Ustadz Mirza.

"It can, but the little white one still has to be there," replied Femila his lips flashed a smile and her feet stepped into the living room.

The time has shown at 21:00 WIB.

After reading the book, Femila stepped into the room. Five minutes before ustadz Mirza first to the room.

Femila found her husband still busy surfing on the phone he was holding.

"Not sleeping Ustadz?" Ask Femila after washing her face and take the wudu from the room toilet.

"Waiting for you."

Femila smiled at her husband's answer. Her husband's hand moved to help her take off her false legs.

"Thank you dear," said Femila as soon as the prosthetic leg came off.

Ustadz Mirza smiled.

Femila arranged the pillow so that her sleep was in a comfortable position. However, it is still the most comfortable to sleep leaning on the arms of the husband.

Femila developed a smile staring at her husband more intensely. His hands moved stroking the jaw overgrown with fine hair.

"Don't lure me dear" said Ustadz Mirza still staring at the screen of his phone.

"Who's fishing for Ustadz, I'm just like this, is Ustadz fishing too much?" Tanya Femila switched to playing her husband's cheeks, her hands then went down to the husband's chest playing spoiled there.

"Femila, you're so unsettling."

"I know the cure so Ustadz doesn't fret."

"Did you forget, after dinner you said don't say hello at the door every day. The quality of my products will be reduced."

"But if it's an emergency like this, why wait so long," the seductive Femila winked in front of her halal man.

Ustadz Mirza smiled and immediately launched her action. A prayer for their evening meal was spoken from the lips of both. Debates of hands, feet and other halal members dominated each action until they said a prayer.

Allahumma la taj'al lisy syaithoni fima razaqtana nashiban. (O Allah, do not share what You have given us).

Ustadz Mirza kissed the forehead of the woman who was now in his arms after both of them reached the peak of heavenly pleasures.

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Fifteen days after they went to the doctor.

Femila was still opening her phone screen, reading a notepad.

"It should have been two days yesterday I had my period but why is it too late? Not usually?" Femila Inner monologue.

"What don't-don't?" Femila jumps for joy.

"Don't jump like this, his legs will hurt and if there is a baby grandpa here will also hurt," said Femila, her lips smiling small and her hands stroking her flat stomach.

"Is there anything dear that seems so happy?" Ustadz Mirza asked as soon as he entered the room to find his wife smiling.

Femila shook her head but her lips still showed a happy smile that she could not hide.

Ustadz Mirza held her woman from behind, "If you may know why she is so happy?" Ustadz Mirza.

"There's dech.." replies Femila.

"Why is my wife good at keeping secrets?" canda ustadz Mirza still holding the body of the wife.

"Surprise for Ustadz."

Ustadz Mirza turned his wife's body upside down . "I wait for the surprise," then menoel the wife's nose

"Auw. Ustadz habit," cried Femila as she held her nose.

Ustadz Mirza smiled, happy to see his wife's expression like that. His feet then stepped into the bathroom.

Time is running...

A third of the night has greeted the sleeping earthlings and some of them have flown with the divine. There is no exception ustadz Mirza who has sat dhikr beside his bed.

The wife who was a little late woke up, trying to feel the corner of the bed. After the prayer he said. His feet he lowered from the bed and his hands grabbed the crutches beside the bed and then stepped into the bathroom toilet.

"Ow...!" Femila screams in toilet room.

Ustadz Mirza went straight into the toilet and the woman he was worried about ran into him. Her cheeks were wet with tears.

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