My Ustadz My Husband
Part 1's
Mecca
The man was looking at his phone screen that displayed the profile of a girl named Asma Azzahra. 17-year-old girl with beautiful brown eyes, as if to bewitch anyone who sees her.
"Beautiful, like a freshly bloomed flower," the man murmured in admiration of the girl who would soon be his.
"But I heard he was a little naughty, I mean not how naughty, but the kind of girl who was a little free." the man turned to the origin of the voice that was none other than his father. "Come on! everyone's waiting for you downstairs."
"Abi, I feel nervous" said the man, putting up his black peci.
"Come on! it's just kabul ijab."
"It's not 'just', Bi. It's the beginning of my real life, I'm opening the door and I'm about to enter it, then stay there forever."
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"Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, Muhammad Yusuf Bilal" exclaimed Abi Rahman as the father of the bride
"I married and married you to my biological daughter Asma Azzahra with a gold dowry and a cash-paid prayer kit!" firmly Abi Rahman while jerking his hand slightly.
"I received the marriage and marriage of Asma Azzahra bint Kiai Haji Abdurrahman with the dowry in cash!" greet Bilal with his light and in just one breath.
"How are the witnesses?" ask the two families who witnessed Bilal's hijab.
"Huh?"
"Well!"
Several witnesses consisting of the kiai Abdurahman and Bilal families said in unison.
Then a prayer together is offered.
After finishing praying, Kiai Rahman contacted his wife who is currently in Indonesia.
"Assalamualaikum, Abi. How is the kabul ijab?" a very soft female voice came from across the phone.
"Waalaikumsalam, Alhamdulillah smoothly, Ummi. Now Ummi woke up Asma yes, tell him to pray at night, recite the Quran. Here her husband will do the same."
"Good, Abi,"
"But remember, keep this a secret from the girl, or she'll run away again."
"Alright, Abi. Let Ummi wake up Asthma now. Assalamualaikum,"
"Waalaikumsalam salam."
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3 months kembduian...
Indoneszian.
"Generic ... Asthma! Get up, son," Asthma just squirms and pulls the blanket to cover her tiny body.
"Asma, it's time for dawn prayers,"
"Yes .. yes...." Asthma squirms lazily and gets up from her bed even though she is still with her eyes closed. While his Ummi can only shake his head especially when looking at Asma's laptop that is still on and showing an Indian film that does not know what the title is but Ummi felt that Asthma should not watch a movie like that.
"Astaghfirullah, what the girl was watching," Ummi immediately closed the laptop and cleaned the Asthma bed.
"Asma, speed! Your sister is waiting for it, do not let you get angry again later." shouted the mother because she did not hear the splashing water in the bathroom.
In the bathroom, instead of ablution, Asthma instead sits on a closet and tries to go back to sleep. But Ummi's screams made him open his eyes wide and he immediately doused his face with water.
"Yes Ummi...Aye,"
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In the morning, the Asma family was having breakfast together before starting their respective activities, Asma's eldest brother was Adil, chairman of the Ar Rahman Foundation. While her two older sisters named Aqilah and Aisyah became one of the teachers there, and her two brothers were married, their husbands named Aziz and Farhan were also teachers there.
"Today's your second day of exams, have you studied? The test is very low, "Just asked with a heavy voice.
"Already" Asma answered while putting a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth.
"You've never been in a class, Asthma. You have to study harder to graduate,"
"Hmm" Asma answered her with a murmur, she had often heard that advice from her eldest brother "Oh yes, today Brother wants to pick up Abi right? Asthma can come?" her pinta
" To the Airport? Whynot? Your exam's at 2, Asthma,"
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After the Dzuhur prayer, Asma and his friends prepare to continue their graduation exams.
"Isti diligently ya learn it, not surprised he continues to champion one every year."
One of Asma's friends and his cousin named Lita spoke, looking at the girl named Isti who was very serious about learning, besides being smart and diligent, Isti was very beautiful and polite. Makes all his friends envious of him. In fact, it is not uncommon for Asthma families to compare Asthma with it.
"Yes, don't like me. Twice without going to class," Asma said with a laugh.
His classmate is now his junior sister, but Asma has never been shy about admitting he is indeed less smart, for him smart is not important, what matters is how much he understands and applies what he understands in his daily life.
Asthma is also not a graceful girl who is polite, she often teases her teacher or boyfriend, not seductive in the true sense, but Asthma feels they all give too much respect to Asthma. Calling him so politely while bowing his head.
Asthma understands it is a form of respect for the Asthma family, but Asthma does not like it. Her status as the daughter of the owner of the Foundation made her not have many friends. They are always reluctant to Asthma, do not talk and joke, just staring at Asthma almost dare not.
Asma's friend is just her cousin. Lita, Arini, and Marwah.
The bell rings the sign of the class immediately begins, the,
santri men sit at the front while women at the back of course with a considerable distance so that there is no physical contact with them.
A pregnant Ustadzah came in and handed out test sheets after saying his greetings.
"Don't forget to pray before starting the exam. Do not rush, and correct before collecting"
The atmosphere began to be quiet, all students were focusing on the test, turning their brains in order to answer the 25 questions.
Asma glanced at Isti, looking that girl so serious. While Asthma just casually read the problem, biting the tip of her pen while thinking what is the answer to the problem?
He studied, but not much because last night he spent more time watching Indian films.
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By evening, Asthma learning activities today are over. Santri santri who comes from neighbors and residents of his village have also returned to their respective homes.
Asma immediately ran to the residence of her parents, Asma sure her Abi must have arrived.
"Pig..." Asma screamed like a little girl when she saw her Abi in the living room talking to Adil and his Ummi. Like they had just arrived a guest because at the table there were a few glasses of tea, coffee and some snacks.
"How many times does Ummi have to say it so you don't shout, Asma? Where's your manners?"
"Sorry Ummi, earlier Asma was happy to see Abi had come home after 4 months in Mecca" Asma walked over and then kissed her Abi hand.
"Abi, by which Asthma?"
"Can you ask Abi first?" ask the Ummi who did not think about the behavior of his youngest daughter.
"Sorry" Asma said with a mischievous smile "So how are you?" once again Asma tried to be gentle as her parents wished. While his Abi just laughed a little with the behavior of Asthma.
"Alhamdulillah, Abi good, dear. What about you? Fair said yesterday your grades are below average"
Asma glanced at her brother at a glance then lowered her gaze back as her brother was staring at her sharply.
"Yes Abi, Asthma uh her exams are tough"
"It's not a hard test, but your laptop is a tough one. You mostly play, Asthma" Fair responded "Abi, you should take back Astma's laptop. He uses his laptop just to be happy, if it goes on like this, this year maybe he won't pass"
"Don't..." Asthma raised her face and looked at her sister's face with a heartfelt look "Asma promised to fix Asthma's value"
"Alright, but if there's still one subject that's low on your grades, Abi will confiscate your laptop and your phone"
Asma gulped at the threat of his Abi, but he was forced to nod in agreement. Without a laptop, a cell phone and the internet his life would be very boring.
"By your side is still in the suitcase, now go into your room, clean yourself up and we pray Maghrib together"
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