God's Choice of Mate
Who's Hana?

After tired of discussing about polygamy, we finally fell asleep without doing anything.

The next day, Ray was ready to wear a shirt and trousers. I am still confused which clothes to wear. I'm more comfortable wearing pants and t-shirts. But this is a rather formal event yes I wear casual clothes. Finally I chose a long dress patterned batik sarong and black cuff as the top.

"Are you ready, baby?"

"Udah.... Mas, look at my dong. Not pretty yet?" I put on a super cute face.

"It's been... Shafa is the most beautiful mas" Her praise makes me smile.

"Yes Ayok" Now it's my turn to pull Ray out of the room.

The journey from the hotel to the place of activity takes about 10 minutes. Arriving at the place of our activities is welcomed by the ranks and campus staff in front of the building. I saw Ray's picture clearly on the welcome billboard. I just found out that my husband has many titles in front and behind his name. It says it clearly Dr. Zidane Ar - Rayyan, Ic. MA'S. What title is that? so much as that. I'm the one who only has the title S.S behind my name I don't want to add anymore. That's a triple ampe that's his title is not dizzy?

"Assalamualaikum Ustad"

"Welcome to Ustad"

We were welcomed by an important guest. I was always on the husband's side just smiling as gracefully as possible, as often taught mommy at important meetings Daddy. Smile and don't talk if you don't ask.

"Mas I'm still pretty, right?" Whisper me to Ray. My hands have been itching ever since to touch the top of my veil. Do not get mleot or slant.

"Yes..."Whisper in my ear.

"Please usad" They let us sit in a room. Ray was talking to one of the men. Looks like he's a moderator in the seminar that's going to be on the degree.

"Darling to wait here... You're afraid you're bored if you come into the hall" he said.

"Who am I here?" My toot.

"Something will come" he replied. Who is nemenin? feelings here guys all.

"Assynogaic"

"Greetings waalaikum"

Two women with long hoods entered the room. They extended a friendly greeting hand to me.

"This is Ustad Zidane's wife?" Ask a green hooded woman tosca. I nodded with a smile.

"Let's Na, this is my wife. Please accompany me, so that there will be a chat during my stay." Saying to Ray.

"Yes Ustad with pleasure" he replied.

"But stay first yes, the show will start soon" Mas Ray stood up to move but before that he rubbed my head gently. Just rubbing gaes, kissing napa.

Shortly after Ray left, the two women next to me began to open the conversation.

"Oh yes brother, my name is Nana, this is my friend Marwa" they introduced themselves. If we look at our age. Again they call me brother. If I ask for sure the answer will be the same as the Amar yesterday.

"Oh yes I am Shafa"

"We had a chat in the next room, brother, I have already prepared the order of Ustad Zidane next door" he said. The order? I don't understand what they mean. I nodded and followed them from behind.

We entered a room, but before that we had to open the footwear first. The room was not so spacious inside there was a small bed, television, mini fridge, mirror and bathroom. There is no sofa or chair. The floor was covered in thick carpet and there was a table. It seems like a room to rest.

"Wait a minute, sister" said Marwa bidding out.

"Where is he going?" I asked who was sitting on the thick carpet. It's really cozy.

"You took an order for ustad kak" replied Nana.

"What order?"

"Any snack, said ustad let sister gaa bored" he said.

"Seriously? Well, she's the best" Nana chuckled at me.

"Eh Na, did you know Ray before?" My toot.

"Ustad Zidane means that?"

"Yes, since I went to college in Cairo. Ustad Zidane often gives us motivation and helps us" he said. Ow turns out to be Nana Cairo alumni too.

"That means you know Amar?"

"Yes, we are one generation. I know Amar too" she asked.

"He.em... Yesterday we went for a walk between Amar" Asik also talked to this Nana. Different from Amar.

"Assynoltom... Sorry old" Marwa came in with a few bags. And start putting it on the table.

"Wowws... This is what?" I watched one by one the box in front of me.

"This is all typical Aceh kak food, There is Adee Cake, bhoi cake, timphan cake, pineapple pacri, aceh martabak, and pineapple rujak" Marwa lighted one.

"Am I curious, can I try?"

"Please brother, this is all special for sister" he said. Which is really this much.

"You also eat dong, my own time. Don't be awkward so let's just say we're temen" I said while trying a piece of Adee's cake.

"Thank you brother, it turns out that big brother yes. It is fitting that Zidane is interested" he said. I smile. We started a conversation about Acehnese food. I have to make them comfortable just ask further.

"Drink sister," Marwa thrusts a glass of strawberry juice from the refrigerator.

"Wow. there's this too. Thank you"

"Ustad Zidane told me to. He said his wife likes strawberry juice" he said.

"I didn't expect Zidane's oustad to turn out to be very attentive" Nana said.

"I also did not expect Na" said my father who greeted their laughter.

"In fact, even though it was in Cairo before Zidane was cute and flat. Or maybe because of his wife?" Its effects. It's all built in him. I became his wife is still often in the cakekin especially if you remember the beginning of our marriage.

"Due Na?I think the cuek is just the same as I doang"

"Huh? Brother in cuekin?" They were surprised to hear it.

"Yes, it used to be the beginning of marriage. Now it's tame" Ujarnku grinned.

"Wah great sister. Nana thinks Zidane married her sister Hana. Upps.." Nana shut her mouth. While Marwa gives the code as if asking Nana to shut up.

"Hana? Oh, that smart Indonesian student, huh?" I try to melt the atmosphere. I have to look ordinary so they want more stories.

"Eh? Brother Know?" Ask doubtfully.

"Yes dong. What the hell I don't know. Just continue on. Hana's married too, right?" I said pretentious. While sucking my Strawberry juice.

"Hu.um.but thank God it is not the same sister Hana" said Nana.

"Why Na?"

"Ish. sister Hana is smart but arrogant. Different ustad Zidane although impressed indifk but he still helped us finish the task"

"Oh..." I'm mangosteen.

"Eh, how rich is Hana? pretty ga?" Askaqua.

"Sir Hana's, smart, pretty too. But beautiful is my sister" said Marwa. I hope Marwa isn't lying because I'm in front of her.

"Kok you guys know anyway that Ray deket same Hana?" Ask again. Don't-don't they're often two-sister again.

"You're a big sister, isn't Hana's brother delivering food every day for Ustad Zidane and Hana's brother the only one who is familiar with Zidane's ustad" Waduh, Mas Ray every day brought food? means he's a cook pinter. I must immediately upgrade my cooking skill. So that mas Ray can forget the taste of his artificial food.

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