LOVE THE SON OF USTADZ
Stories From Amir (2)

Since that day, now almost every week Amir and Syauqon meet with Zahwa and Salma, brief story now Amir and Zahwa have become lovers, then Syauqon and Salma? For that, they are certainly lovers too.

One week before the 1st semester exam, Amir met with Zahwa, and he told Zahwa that during the exam break he would introduce Zahwa to his parents, yes, because the house of Amir and Zahwa is quite close, only separated by a small alley, so it is very easy if on holiday they want to meet.

Now comes the 1st semester break, time for the students to go home, before going home, before going home, the students went to the office to say goodbye to the teachers and took their cell phones deposited in the office, before Amir came home, Amir had exchanged mobile numbers with Zahwa, Yes..so that Amir can easily contact Zahwa.

Amir had reached his hometown, he ran to the door of his house, he wanted to quickly meet his parents, because there were many things he wanted to tell, he said, starting from its value until. about santriwati who he likes, who else if not Zahwa.

After he entered the house Amir can see the small family he missed was relaxed in front of the television, his parents immediately welcomed him with a warm embrace. Amir showed his report to his parents, he also told them that now he has a girlfriend, then what do Amir's parents think?

The opinion of his parents is, they told Amir to propose to Zahwa as soon as possible, what? Apply? Is Amir getting married young? Hello Amir just sat in the 1st grade aliyah now and the age is only 17, how can ABG labile seem to build a household, yes what Amir's parents mean is, Amir was told to marry Zahwa, but not to gather, so only ijab-qobul? Yes only ijab-qobul, because they do not want their son to sin with the illegal relationship called courtship, for the reception, will wait for them to graduate school, will wait for them to graduate school, that is the opinion of Amir's parents.

Amir immediately called Zahwa "assalamualaikum" said Amir friendly "waalaikumsalam, what's wrong Mir?" sahut Zahwa across the street "Look.. e.. Can we meet tonight? There is an important thing" asked Amir still friendly "e...where? Tell you what, I will come to your house" said Zahwa and "TUT..TUT.." The call was turned off unilaterally by Zahwa.

Later that night, after the prayer, Amir sat on a chair on his terrace to wait for Zahwa, almost 45 minutes Amir waited for Zahwa not to come, Amir took his phone and tried to call Zahwa, but several times Amir called completely not appointed, Amir also decided to go to Zahwa's house, yes, as well as friendship with the prospective in-laws, hehe....

After arriving at Zahwa's house, Amir was immediately greeted by the security guard "who's looking for him?" ask the friendly security guard "does the Zahwanya have a sir?" Amir asked back "anything, please come in son" said the security guard who was replied by a thank you from Amir.

Amir rang the bell next to the door of Zahwa's house, seconds later, the door was opened, a woman that Amir can confirm is that Zahwa's mother is standing in the doorway with a sweet smile "let aunt guess, surely you're looking for Zahwa right?" asked Zahwa's mother exactly a statement "i-iya bi" replied Amir nervously "come in handsome and sit down, aunty will call your daughter aunty"to make her mother Zahwa friendly. Amir was sitting on the maroon sofa in the living room.

After a few minutes Zahwa's mother returned to Amir with a worried look, Amir immediately stood up "what's wrong?" asked Amir who was worried "Zahwa, Zahwa was not in his room, just after the prayer, we ate together, after finishing eating Zahwa said he wanted to sleep, so aunt did not worry about him, but now he is not in my room" replied his mother Zahwa with an increasingly anxious look.

"Did Zahwa have his cell phone?" ask Amir seriously. "You check into his room, his room over there aunty will call his father" replied his mother Zahwa and passed by, quickly Amir headed in the direction of Zahwa's room, after entering Zahwa's room, how surprised Amir was, there were so many posters of k-pop artists in Zahwa's room, the room could not be said to be santriwati's room, because it was very bad, although neat, because it was neat, but what makes it worse is a k-pop poster that makes no sense to a santriwati, Amir spread his views throughout the space but he did not meet Zahwa's phone, because he felt he did not find the item he was looking for, Amir came out of Zahwa's room.

Amir quickly headed for his motorbike which he parked in front of Zahwa's house. Amir rode a motorcycle at maximum speed to the city park, Yes, because Amir did not have big guts to speed.

After arriving at the city park, Amir parked his motorcycle and before long he walked he had met with Syauqon "what the fuck, are you sure you don't want to change your clothes first?" asked Syauqon while researching Amir's clothes from top to bottom, Amir also participated in researching his own clothes, only he realized that he was still wearing prayer clothes, with peci, cocoa clothes, and so on, and the sheath was neat and clean, Amir could only smile clumsily, scratching the back of his head which was not at all itchy "already, we go straight to the tree, what do you want to say?" amir said seriously "so you said that Zahwa disappeared right? If so, come with me!" take Shauqon and step ahead of Amir.

Amir followed Syauqon's steps, passing through the hordes of many people who were enjoying the nightlife in the city park, after arriving behind a park chair, the steps of Syauqon stopped and "who is it?" syauqon asked while pointing to one of the garden chairs occupied by two people "who?" Amir asked back "huh .. you're Amir, that's Zahwa" Syauqon replied "what? But it is impossible" said Amir doubt "why? You don't believe it? Why don't you see for yourself, hurry!" syauqon said while pushing Amir rough towards the chair he meant, when Amir was right behind the garden chair that Syauqon meant, Amir also ventured to greet the occupants of the park chair.

"Assalamualaikum" said Amir somewhat doubtful, quickly the occupants of the two-man chair also turned at the same time, and wow it turns out that's right Zahwa "Amir...??" zahwa said in surprise, It looks like Amir was more surprised than Zahwa, because he saw Zahwa's clothes that could not be called a cottage child, at all, with jeans and a red jacket and a black triangular hood.

"Who is he?" asked the man beside Zahwa "was there no greeting to answer my greeting?" amir murmured inwardly, "i amir, what is your name?" Amir asked with a friendly smile "i'm Farhan, Zahwa's girlfriend, you? What is your relationship with Zahwa" asked Farhan normally "how long have you been dating?" Amir asked "2 years, who are you? suddenly come and interrogate me?" the answers and questions from Farhan with a normal face "yes I've left first, Zahwa your parents are looking for you" amir said and passed away leaving a look of wonder on Farhan's face and a pale countenance on Zahwa's face.

Amir returned to Syauqon "how?" syauqon asked "yes, he is Zahwa, I will tell his parents, that Zahwa is in the city park" amir replied with a facial expression that Syauqon could have guessed it was the look on the face of GALAU ala santri.

After informing Zahwa's parents, Amir immediately went home, when he arrived at Amir's house immediately went into his room without saying hello, Amir's attitude made his parents wonder, as Amir lay on the bed with an erratic mind.

Suddenly the door of his room was knocked from outside "son .. can mother enter" asked his mother Amir from outside "iya bu" replied Amir and woke up from his bed "what's wrong son? You're not as usual, did Zahwa refuse your invitation?" ask Amir's mother gently "sorry ma'am..Amir did not say hello when he entered earlier, about Zahwa, he has had a girlfriend since 2 years ago and until now" Amir replied with a stifled voice "sorry Amir" he continued "have a son, son, no need to think about it anymore, you are also still too unstable and stupid in terms of feelings, now you are only in charge of learning, learning, and learning, mom would be proud if you could get in the top 3 during haflah, go to sleep! Tomorrow I want you to be a morning prayer priest" his mother said to close their brief conversation.

Since that night, Amir never again thought of Zahwa or anyone named women who are teenagers, what is it called trauma? It seems like yes, but one day Amir must open his heart to one of the women who will be his companion, for now Amir only focuses on the lessons.

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