Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
Laru

Mas Ilham's cell phone kept ringing when we were enjoying dinner. When I asked who was calling and why it wasn't picked up, he just said that it was a call from an unknown number. Cliche, yes!

"Just pick it up, Mom. Who knows if it's an important phone." Then I told him to stay and say that it was wrong to connect if it was really an unknown person and there was no interest. "Rather than the HP of his sound continues."

He just nodded, and said, "Yes, when you're done eating." Then he continued eating casually.

Something must be wrong, I thought. But I don't want to investigate it too much. I didn't want to disturb the comfort of Mas Ilham's dinner back then. Besides, I know, Mas Ilham can be wise without the need for me to advise. He didn't pick up the phone, surely because he knew who was calling, and why he was behaving that way, it was a wise choice for him.

Uh, but he's not the one who said don't get used to lying and covering things up, is he?

Lah, kok?

Shhh. Ustadz is human, isn't he?

Well, we continued the dinner quietly. However, when I washed the dishes from our dinner, Mas Ilham's phone rang again, he went to the front room, he said to check the doors and windows, making sure everything was locked. In my opinion, he wanted to take that phone call. But let it be, I hold myself so that I do not peek let alone eavesdrop on Mas Ilham's talk. Even though. gatel it feels like he wants to eavesdrop. Unfortunately this is not a taste that can be scratched and make the itching disappear immediately. Can't do. In fact, there I was tormented, my soul thrashing unstoppable.

Ting!

The notification sound of whatsapp messages on my phone is clinking. I hurriedly finished my dish, wiped my hands dry and quickly picked up my phone.

Goddamn bum! Still the same guy.

》 Now I know why you forced yourself to accept that matchmaking. I'm really sorry, when. If I had known that you were pregnant, I would have agreed to your question at that time, even if you did not have to have an accident and were rushed to the hospital at that time. I will accept your request and marry you that day. I'm sorry, Bil. And let me make amends for my mistakes. I am willing to marry you and father the child in your womb. I will love him as my son. Our son, when.

Argha!

It sucks! She knows where I'm from if I'm pregnant? Why does he think so? What does that mean anyway? Did she doubt my pregnancy -- did she assume that this child was not Mas Ilham's? Words confuse. She didn't think I was pregnant with her child, did she? He knew exactly that he and I had never committed adultery. We never even touched. Eh? But what is this that makes Mas Ilham like covering something from me? I'm tired, yes, God....