Married Mr. A
Mr. Killer

After Sunday's studies, Nuri decided to stop by the back garden of the hostel. He chose the place to recite the Quran which he would deposit later tonight to Ustadz Hanafi.

Because most holidays go home. Only the distant santri remained in the dormitory.

“Assalamualaikum.” Someone was in front of Nuri.

“Waalaikumsalam, Mas Adam,” replied Nuri was surprised because it was a special area for princesses. “Kok can be here?”

Adam immediately pulled out a chair near Nuri. “Subhanallah, adek mas more diligent. Where was the memorization?”

Nuri narrates that he has managed to memorize five Juz out of his head. He must be able to change himself so as not to disappoint his father again. Actually Nuri wanted to tell a lot but he knew that Adam also had other activities.

Before Adam leaves, he hands over a bag containing a new cell phone to Nuri.

“Serius mas, is this for me? Thank you, thank you mas.” Happy feeling adorned the face of ayu Nuri.

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“Ciee new phone?” sedition Goda. Suddenly all the roommates turned to look towards Nuri and gathered the girl. Various questions he heard. Not without reason, the article is classified as expensive Nuri phones and indeed the latest output.

“This is from my Mas,” replied Nuri after sitting in her bed.

“Lucky once you Nur, have a concern mas. Surely your mas love very much with you, yes.” said Atika

Nuri just nodded slowly. Adam and Azam loved him very much.

Not infrequently what he wants is always followed by his two brothers.

“Got? Know dong,” whine Galih. Nuri just fell silent, what if he knew that his Mas was the teacher they said was the most fierce all over the cottage.

“Ok. But don't mrs ya.” Nuri agreed to Galih's request.

Nuri is now used to the atmosphere of the dormitory. Starting from waking up in the morning, ngantri in front of the bathroom even though it is still sleepy and morning prayers congregate in the mosque.

Morning to two o'clock in the afternoon is the time for formal school. While the night is a memorization class for those who live in dormitories.

As usual every Monday, all students perform the ceremony. Although it feels very bored but must be done for the love of the country.

“Nur, see that would like the speech of Mr. Killer,” whispered Galih slowly. Nuri immediately circulated her presentation in the future. True, the Great sir has stood as a ceremonial builder today. The morning sun makes some students have to be exposed. Waiting for the speech to be over, some students have complained that even the way the establishment can no longer.

Oh my goodness, it was a long time ago.

“From yesterday cake,” hiss Nuri when he heard the protocol asking to disband the line.

There are five minutes before class starts. Nuri prefers to wait in class.

“Don't say I've started to fear Mr killer because there want a repeat,” taunted Galih. Actually not afraid to repeat but lazy with the person. If Nuri could want to skip but he could not explain what reason would be given to Mr. Dzaki and it would make Adam ashamed.

“Please come here and Explain this material,” exclaim Mr. The Great while pointing towards Nuri.

There is nothing surprising to Nuri, because it is common for every subject of English he will replace his teacher standing in front of explaining the material in the book. Nuri is grateful that he can master English well because he once aspired to continue studying in a country of people, he had taken private lessons.

“Yes sir,” Nuri immediately forward class.

How to explain Nuri so eloquently, makes the teacher feel lulled in every word Nuri said.

“Disposition? If you do not understand, please ask directly with Mr. Agung,” close Nuri.

No questions from the students meant they understood.

Agung immediately distributed the blank sheet paper.

“Good, I assume you already understand. So now we are working on a replay. Remember no one is cheating.”

For a moment the class became quiet. There was hardly any sound. Only the paper shifts on the table, because Agung keeps it tight. He paced back and forth from the front desk to the door until the time was over.

There was no gap for Galih to ask Nuri as well as the others.

Until the long bell made the students snort annoyed.

“Nuri please help bring this paper back to the office!” the Great Commandment when it saw Nuri was about to come out.

Without refusing Nuri invites Galih and Atika to obey Mr. Grand.

“Tumben, what's the Nuri? Direct otw aja,” tease Galih.

Upon entering the teacher's room, Nuri caught Azam talking with Adam and the other teachers. Their hands meet each other. Wanting to say hello but disinclined, Nuri just nodded as if beckoning Azam.

Azam who understood was smiling.

“That's Azam, his brother Adam. Very different yes. Not like Mr. Adam who always jutek,” lirih Atika.

“The smile was tempting,” timpal Galih. Nuri just shook her head to hear every word from her friend. If only they knew that he was the younger brother of the two people they were talking about no matter what their reaction was.

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