BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
extra chapter 9

After Femila resigned from the office, Ustadz Mirza deliberately gave her a job. He knew the brain of the wife who was indeed given the advantages of the Khalik with intelligence above the average is impossible to feel at home if taken. The import export industry of furniture and knick-knacks in Jepara deliberately ustadz Mirza chose to give a challenge to Femila.

The flashback

"That's the file, baby, you learn. No need to be grandiose, can local orders alone is very good for novice workers. Especially until it can export," said Ustadz Mirza after sending the file to Femila's e-mail.

Femila opens the file sent by ustadz Mirza. His eyes read carefully the contents of the file and his hands moved to squeeze the keyboard.

Ustadz Mirza was still sitting on the edge of the seat that Femila occupied.

"Don't be too serious, dear, just take it easy. Your work is freelance," advises ustadz Mirza because he saw his wife had half an hour staring at the laptop screen and without a word said from his mouth.

Femila only nodded with a nod.

"This stuff, every day Ustadz?" ask Femila without answering the husband's previous question even asked questions related to work.

Ustadz Mirza smiled looking at the image that Femila pointed to. But not smiling because he saw the picture but smiling because the first time he saw the work of the wife who was so serious without any gaps of playfulness or just a little joke.

"What if you work? Serious and straight to the mark? It's fair that Freddy's boss is heavy to release employees as smart and professional as you," said Ustadz Mirza.

"Ustadz.I asked what the answer was, '" said Femila.

"Yes, yes... Who is the boss? Why encourage employees."

Femila smiled at the words of Ustadz Mirza.

"Well, you are beautiful when you smile," concluded Ustadz Mirza with a menoel nose woman.

"Ustadz habitually" cried Femila with her nose.

Ustadz Mirza smiled widely.

"The stuff you designate every day of production. There are many craftsmen in the area. There'll be our middlemen collecting things."

Femila nodded.

"The work is taken relaxed," repeated ustadz Mirza.

"Hmmm," said Femila.

"The number that can help you work has been sent to your phone. They're all dealing with the import export industry in Jepara."

Femila nodded.

Flashback off

Three months passed. The challenge was answered by shipping goods to local and international. Marketing strategy owned by Femila is indeed worth a thumbs up. Not a lot of stuff, but good enough for the start.

Femila immediately set a target in the country of the grandmother, Italy. Luck accompanies Femila, the family there also participated in marketing the products that Femila offered and can respond positively to the presence of customers.

"Aunty's busy?" retha asked as she walked into Mirza's workroom and looked at Femila still struggling with her laptop.

"Not really, what's up?" femila asked, turning her gaze towards the ponakan ustadz Mirza.

Retha smiled slightly, "Mas Habibi hasn't come home yet?" tanyanya while sitting close the chair to Femila's chair.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim this boy, every day see Habibi but every day also asked Habibi," Anxious Femila.

Retha put on a smile back. "The rich aunt is never young" he said.

"Even now, even young. But not as aggressive as you are" said Femila with accompanying laughter.

"Isst-i...Auntie," frowns Retha.

"The real college. Later if you have graduated, you can find a soul mate."

"If you can dive while drinking water why you should dive by holding back thirst" concluded Retha.

"Ck ck.makin pinter alone ponakan Aunty. Auntie will tell your om. You asked for marriage."

"Really Auntie?" said Retha enthusiastically with a body that is getting closer to Femila.

Femila just shook her head not expecting her threat to even become a loophole that was considered an agreement for Retha to marry. "Astaghfirullah haladhim.so goosebumps Auntie," Femila shuddered at Retha's behavior.

Retha even smiled more and more winning to find Femila's reaction. "Thank you Auntie" said Retha, kissing the back of Femila's hand and then running out of the room.

Femila could only shake her head. "Amit-amit deh.si jabang baby do not imitate," said Femila, stroking her flat stomach.

"Baby branch?" Femila smiled repeating that sentence, her mind was laughing especially considering the events yesterday afternoon and dawn ago.

Huft...

Plucked his breath firmly threw away the fatigue that was instantly attached.

"Who is going out to lunch, but with whom? Aliyah and Hana are working. Silla moreover, the end of the month must have been very busy. Huh! Feels like I have no close friends" complained Femila, leaning her head against the back of the chair. His eyes are closed.

"Ustadz what are you doing? Why do I miss you?" femila muttered still with her eyes closed.

cup

One kiss landed on the forehead and made Femila's eyes flick open wide.

"Ustadz..," Femila excited by rising from the backrest and reflexes directly hugged the body of a man who was already legally her husband.

Ustadz Mirza returned the hug by pecking at the nape of his wife and rubbing her back.

"Can be countered. I went straight home because my hunch turned out to be right,"

"What hunch?" ask Femila spoiled.

"Some one misses me" whispered ustadz Mirza in Femila's ear.

Femila smiled shyly by drowning her head in the husband's chest.

"I have a gift for Ustadz" he said with a high-faced and enthusiastic look.

"What dear?"

Femila took off a hug, "Wait here," press Femila her foot stepped out of the room.

Femila re-entered with long steps closer towards her husband who was standing in front of the bookshelf her hand shifted to tidying up the books.

"Ustadz..," call Femila.

Ustadz stopped his hand tidying up the book, stepping towards his wife who was smiling happily.

Femila pulled the hand of ustadz Mirza to receive a surprise item from her.

"Look" said Femila.

Ustadz was silent staring at 5 objects with different shapes but with the same image.

"This is serious, dear?" Ustadz Mirza. His eyes glared at the surprise given by his wife.

Femila nodded slowly, her eyes also glazed over feeling an incredible happiness.

"God's Masya... Praise be to Allah, praise be to You. Thank you dear," Ustadz Mirza pulled the body of the wife into his arms. A tear of happiness flows from two people because they get a deposit that they have been waiting for 2 years and 3 months.

Ustadz Mirza took off a hug, her legs crouched in front of Femila, "Dear Assalamualaikum..," she said in front of her flat stomach. Swabbed that stomach and one soft kiss landed. Femila's hand rubbed the head of the man who was still giving a kiss on his stomach.

"Gift from you is really beautiful, baby. I should have given you a gift on your birthday" said Ustadz Mirza who now stands in front of his wife.

"Ustadz knows it's my birthday?"

"Let's know it was noon from Aliyah," honestly ustadz Mirza.

"Ustadz..," pouted Femila by hitting the weak chest of the husband.

Ustadz Mirza chuckled, "Sorry dear.I completely forgot," Ustadz Mirza's hands cupped.

"Isst...2 married years have forgotten the wife's birthday how about the next 10 years?" femila said with annoyance.

"Yes, sorry, baby. Next year I'll remember."

Femila flicked her lips at the words of Ustadz Mirza.

"Want what reward?" tawar ustadz Mirza's.

"Home can, car also want, debit card is also ok, diamond-studded ring is also good," said Femila and now her eyes look at the face of the husband who smiled softly at her request.

"How's Ustadz?"

"How what?"

"My request?"

Ustadz Mirza smiled as she opened the nightstand closet in the corner.

"Happy birthday dear" said Ustadz Mirza, taking out a box containing a diamond ring.

"Ustadz..," Femila was unable to continue her sentence only a clear liquid that had accumulated in her eyes as a sign of great happiness.

"A month ago I bought a birthday present for you, but on your birthday I forgot it" said Ustadz Mirza.

Femila hugged her husband and then kissed his bib. " My request was just a joke, baby. What you have given me so far has been more than enough. Your goodness is more than the gift God has given through you."

"Funning the wife is a great reward" said Ustadz Mirza with a menoel hiding Femila.

Femila chuckled because of that.

"Happy birthday...."

Habibi, Aliyah, Hana, Andra, Ikbal, Silla, Retha, Mama Anita, and papa Riyan suddenly entered carrying a birthday cake by singing a special song on his birthday.

Femila smiled happily and did not expect to get such a special surprise. One more thing that did not lose made him happy. Surprise of the Divine with the presence of the baby who is still in his stomach.

"Thank you God for all the favors you give" Femila thanked him by stroking her flat stomach. Tears of happiness dripped down on the cheeks.

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