My Life Priest
Tamu

After she finished talking to Umi Maryam, Ais decided to go into the room. There's nothing he can do. He wants to go around the pesantren. But he was lazy to do it. She remembered, she had not yet tidied her clothes into the closet. Finally, Ais decided to tidy up her clothes.

While focusing on tidying up his clothes, Ustadz Yusuf entered the room. But Ais did not realize the arrival of her husband.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." says ustadz Yusuf.

"..." - ".Ais was silent and did not answer.

Ustadz Yusuf saw that Ais was sitting in a room, making clothes while daydreaming. He immediately approached Ais.

"Ais.." call ustadz Yusuf.

"Eh, mas Yusuf." said Ais a little surprised. "When's the day it came?"

"Just come along."

"Why not say hello?"

"Mas said hello. You're not just horrified."

"really?"

"Yes.."

"You have it, Wa'alaikumsalam.."

"Other times, you if you work again do not dream. A lot of fussing is not good."

"Yes mas.." reply Ais with a smile.

Ustadz Yusuf sat down with Ais.

"Mas auxiliary ya." said ustadz Yusuf.

"Not for mas. Just a little bit." reject the ice.

"Well, what to do?" ask ustadz Yusuf.

"Yes, it's up to me. What do you usually do?"

"Mas usually nemenin you"

Ais speechless. Without saying any more, Ais continued her work. Ustadz Yusuf continued to look at the ice. Who is seen as feeling groggy because it continues to be noticed.

"Why did you even see me?" ask Ais.

"Color mas mau." justadz Yusuf lightly.

"Don't keep seeing me ah. I'll love it."

"They like it. It's love."

Ais speechless. He was wrong to say that to ustadz Yusuf. Ais continued her work.

10 Minutes later, Ais was done with her work. From the door, someone knocked. Ustadz Yusuf opened the door to his room. And it looks like Umi is at the door.

"Umi, what's wrong?" ask ustadz Yusuf.

"That's in the living room someone wants to meet Ais" replied Umi.

"Who? A boy or a girl?"

"Male."

"Why is that guy going to meet Ais?" ustadz Yusuf was jealous because there was a man who wanted to see his wife, Ais.

"He's a lawyer. He said he was a lawyer for Mr. Bayu (his father Ais)." Umi explained.

"Oh.. I guess who."

"You are this, very jealous."

"Biarin dong umi. Same with my own wife."

"Heheh. Yes, meet quickly. It's not good to keep people waiting."

"Good umi. I'll be the same Ais will see that lawyer."

"Now, not later."

"Yes.now."

Umi left and Ustadz Yusuf went back into the room.

"Who's mas? Sounds like an umi's voice." asked Ais.

"That's umi." answered ustadz Yusuf.

"What are you doing?"

"Umi said, in the living room there's your father's lawyer."

"Would she want to come here?"

"He wants to see you."

"Well.." Ice breathed a rough breath.

"Why?" ask ustadz Yusuf strangely to Ais. Because Ais doesn't want to see that lawyer.

"I don't want to see him." replied Ais.

"Why don't you meet?"

"I don't like him. You know, he's a bad guy. It looks like it looks good. But the dalemnya, ih. amit-amit.." cerca Ais.

"Yes I know it's not good, but it's the truth."

"Udah. Now you meet him."

"Wouldn't ah." reject Ais.

"Ais. He was waiting for you." persuaded ustadz Yusuf.

"Mas.. I don't want to see him. I met him." Ice still refuses.

"Mas will also meet him. But same you. Come on.."

"Ck ah's.. Yes it is.." resigned Ais.

Because Ustadz Yusuf continued to persuade him to see the lawyer, with forced Ais to obey the words of Ustadz Yusuf. Ustadz Yusuf and Ais went to the living room and met the lawyer.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." says ustadz Yusuf.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." replied the lawyer.

Ustadz Yusuf and the ceremony shook hands with each other. While Ais she looked out of nowhere. He did not want to see the lawyer's face.

"I'm sorry I waited a long time." said Ustadz Yusuf.

"Not really."

"What do you need, the lawyer wants to meet with Ais?" ask ustadz Yusuf to the point.

"Look, earlier introduce my name Reyhan. I'm alm's lawyer. Mr. Bayu. I've been trusted as his lawyer for 5 years."

Ustadz Yusuf saw Reyhan's explanation.

"A month ago, he made a will. Whether it's because he has a hunch, or not, but he's already preparing a will for his children."

Ustadz Yusuf nodded his head.

"Ais, are you ready to hear the contents of his wish?" ask Reyhan.

"Listen, I'm married now. So just tell my husband. You don't have to talk to me." ketus Ais.

"All right.." Reyhan smiled faintly.

"What about that will, Mr. Reyhan?" ask ustadz Yusuf.

"The idea, when compared in percentage terms, becomes 60% for Ice. And 40% for Aqeela."

Ais looked at Reyhan.

"Don't lie to you. I can't possibly get 60%, whereas Aqeela is only 40%." argued Ais.

"But that's what it says."

Ice confused. He felt his father would not give him any more parts. His favorite child is Aqeela. I'm sure something's wrong with the will.

"alright. If that's the truth. Thank you for being my father's lawyer for 5 years. Now, you're relieved of duty. You're no longer my family's lawyer. You can put my family's files here." said Ais.

Reyhan rounded his eyes perfectly. Did he just get fired? A few minutes ago he had just read out the will from Ais' father. Her saliva wasn't dry yet, but she was fired?

"Can't be like that Ais." Reyhan protested.

"Why? After all, you have delivered his will. You were hired by my father. As you know, my father is no more. So you're no longer her lawyer." retorted Ais.

Reyhan.

"And one more. From now on, all my father's business, will be held by my husband."

Reyhan widened his eyes in disbelief. How could Ais let ustadz Yusuf hold all his business?

"But it can't!" reject Reyhan.

"Why can't it? My share will be held by my husband. And Aqeela's part, will be forgiven for this pesantren."

"You crazy? Such a big business would you give it away?" hiss Reyhan.

"Sir Reyhan, watch your words. Ais is my wife." ustadz Yusuf warned Reyhan.

Reyhan was silent by Yusuf's ustadz warning.

"Listen. For the affairs of the hereafter, no one is madzir, Mr. Reyhan. There is no such thing as wasting treasure. There is no such thing as free. Now Aqeela was at peace with God. If the part of the treasure he has keeps him from entering heaven, then it is better to just forgive. If in the endowment, Aqeela will also get a reward. There's nothing wrong with that. People who have died will not care about the treasures in the world." explained Ais.

"And again.. My family is not greedy for treasure. I won't take my own sister. Not like you." quipped Ais.

Reyhan. He felt extremely humiliated by Ais' speech. But Reyhan could not reverse Ais' speech.

"So Mr. Reyhan, you must remember what I said earlier. From now on, you're not my family's lawyer. All business, will be held by my husband. Everything was. Youunderstand? You can go." throw Ais out.

How could Reyhan, a well-known lawyer, lose out on talking to his client? Errata, that's his former client. How humiliating.

"That's what you want. Excuse me. Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumsalam." answered Ais and Ustadz Yusuf.

After laying out all the documents of the Ais family, Reyhan left.

Ais stared faintly at the documents that were on the table.

"Ais, why are you talking to Reyhan?" ask ustadz Yusuf.

"Mas doesn't know how his real sipat is. He's dirtier than anj1ng. Tomorrow I'll mop the house. This house has been exposed to the stool of anj1ng." press Ais.

Ais went to the room leaving ustadz Yusuf in the living room. Ustadz Yusuf turned around and he was amazed because abi, umi, Kia and Azka were there. They must have heard Ais speaking rudely.

Surely they were as surprised as Ustadz Yusuf. But they have to remember, it's ice. It was not Aqeela who always acted and said meekly. Ustadz Yusuf could only smile.