My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 19

Khadija still could not stop his crying, regret for what he did as if strangling him. Asthma was right, she only thought about Bilal, even she forgot to think about herself, then how could she think about others?

When the door opened and the sound of footsteps approached, Khadija immediately wiped her tears and she purportedly slept

Bilal crawled to his bed, he lay behind Khadijah who was on his back, Bilal hugged Khadijah from behind tightly, it made Khadijah even more want to cry, he said, he bit his lower lip so that the stuffing did not escape, but it was free, one stuffing managed to escape his lips.

"Shhhttt...Don't cry Khadijah. Forgive Zahra, she didn't know what she was saying, she said it just because she was still angry".At once Khadija turned around, she hid her face in Bilal's chest. Bilal hugged her tightly and calmed her down. But Khadijah's tears were breaking. Bilal could do nothing but caress her lovingly.

"Yg he said true Mas, I'm selfish" exclaimed Khadijah in between his sobs.

"He said wrong, he doesn't know you, he's still a kid because that's why he talks without thinking. Someday he'll realize your kindness"

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While Asma was lying in the middle of his bed, he was still staring at Bilal's prayer beads and trying to find the answer to all this, but he was no longer able to think. To cry is not even able to. Asma glanced at the wall clock that showed at 2:15.

Asma soon got out of her bed, wearing her jacket and hijab, she put Bilal's tasbih around her neck, not forgetting she took her cell phone lying on her desk, after that he jumped from the window of his room, with slow steps he came out of the house and towards Lita's house not far from his house.

Arriving at Lita's house, he immediately knocked on Lita's window many times, but it seems Lita really fell asleep. Asma decided to call Lita, the first call was not answered, the second call in reject, but Asma did not give up just like that, finally the third call Lita answered her. And he immediately listened to Lita who was grumbling annoyed.

"What the hell, Asma... midnight gini phone" Lita's voice raspy.

"Open the window, speed!" asma exclaimed while tapping on Lita's window, the moment made Lita surprised and open her eyes wide.

"You ran away from home again?" ask her while walking towards the window. When the horden was opened, sure enough.

"Open the window, Ta. here many mosquitoes "excited Asthma upset because Lita just looked at her. Lita immediately opened her window and pulled Asthma in. After that, he locked the window.

Asma threw her cellphone into the middle of Lita's bed, which was followed by her dropping into the bed.

"Asma, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Lita pulled Asthma's body until Asthma sat back down, when she saw Asthma's face, Lita was more surprised. "Yes Allah... Asthma. You cry? Why?" tanya Lita sat down next to Asthma.

"I.." Asma's speech stopped when she heard the sound of her stomach rumbling "I'm hungry" she exclaimed with a clear face. Lita shook her head in disbelief at what Astma said.

"You came in at midnight hungry? Is there food in your house?"

"Not that, the story is long. Now that I'm hungry, there's still food, right?"

"It looks like there's still leftovers last night, fried chicken just like capcay"

"Well, that's great. I want his fried chicken"

"Jawab first, why are you here in the middle of the night? starve again, your Uncle your soul mate again"

"If only in a mate is still grateful, I can refuse and run away"

"Keep...?"

"Oh Lita...." Asthma held onto her stomach and she rolled over the weeds on the bed like a child smabil yelling "I'm starving, you want me to starve to death?" he said it made Lita turn the eyeballs off guard.

"Based on the drama queen" muttered Lita then walked out of the room.

"Lita, don't let Auntie and Uncle know I'm here" Lita turned and said

"Yes, as always. It's always like that "

"Oh yes, lots of rice yes, I'm hungry, keep the sambal a lot too. Aunty's salad was delicious, bring ice water too yes" Lita could only sigh heavily.

"Is there any other order, ma'am?" his questioning in a tone as if serving the queen, made Asthma smile thinly, and suddenly he realized, since he knew about his marriage with Bilal, he was just crying. The memory makes Asma again moody, Lita who realized the look of Asma's face immediately tried to comfort her even though she did not know what made Asthma like this.

"Your Majesty, your food will be ready in 5 minutes" then Lita bowed her salute and stepped back still in a bent position, like a servant serving the queen. Asthma smiled back with her cousin's behavior.

Lita who had just finished heating fried chicken in the microwave was shocked by the arrival of her Ummi.

"Lita... What are you doing?"

"Eh, this Ummi... Emm..."

"Would you like to eat?" Lita quickly nodded.

"Loh, isn't it you've had dinner?"

"Emm yes.. hungry Ummi, Lita hungry again" Ummi just shook his head then filled his water bottle.

"Don't stay up late to be hungry at night" Lita was just a whimper and she immediately took a bottle of water in the refrigerator, and of course it got a reprimand from Ummi "Don't drink the midnight ice Ta, the flu, the weather's cold like this"

"Eh ...Um.. That's... Lita overheated Ummi, thirsty, if only once bengga will flu kok" after saying that, he immediately ran out before more and more lying to his mother.

"For a long time my sins were piled up because of Asma" said Inner Lita while returning to her room.there she saw Asma who was still moody.

"Don't bend his face, immediately old you know" exclaimed Lita then handed her food to Asma. Asthma just stared at the food as if it was tasteless, but the worms in his stomach had a big demo, he took the food.

"So how's the story? why are your eyes so big? I think you were crying for a long time" Asma nodded while putting a mouthful of rice into her mouth

"Yes, it feels like my tears have run out "he replied after he managed to swallow the food with great difficulty.

"Emang why? In a mate again?"

"Married"

"HUH?"

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Lita looked at Asma with a look of disbelief. But if it was his reality, he would somehow comment.

"Basak yes Uncle did make such a big decision without telling you"

"I was confused at first and asked. For the sake of others' happiness, Abi could sacrifice me"

"Hush, don't talk about it. The old man won't sacrifice his son for any reason, there must be another reason. Maybe Uncle believes that Ustad Bilal is the best match for you "

"How could it be a good couple, Ta. Knowing each other not "

"Yes you don't know Ustadz. But Uncle must have known Ustadz so well, that's why he handed you over to him"

Asma clucked upset that Lita was actually seen to support Abi's decision.

"But he's married, Ta. People will definitely stamp me as an actor"

"That's it, my dear Asma. You may not have taken Ustadz from his wife, his own wife who pushed Ustadz to you. And their household is also still good even though Ustadz remarried"

"Kok you even kayak support them all anyway" cried Asma annoyed.

"Come, Ta. Usta..dia I mean, her husband Madam Khadija gave me the opportunity to decide anything about this bond"

"So what's your decision?"

"I can't think that if I accept it, I'll have to live a second wife for the rest of my life, and maybe some people will talk about me, if I refuse, which means we're getting a divorce, then..." Asthma fell silent and thought about it .

"Divorce?" lita was surprised.

"Asma, you haven't even started your household yet, is cooking over? And remember, divorce is lawful but God hates it. Think about your Uncle, Aunt and other family. How do they feel that their youngest daughter has become a widow when she has not been living in a household"

"But, Ta. I'm not ready for a wedding, I'm not ready to be a wife"

"I understand, but not being ready doesn't mean you can. After all, hearing your story, I'm sure your husband and your honey will treat you well"

"Ck, I hate those two words" Asma said with an annoyed face hearing Lita call husband and honey.

"Asma, don't just think using your brain, try to use your heart too, besides, throw away your anger first and pray to God, ask for guidance "

"But, Ta... "

"Of Asthma, we never know what God's plan is. Maybe now you feel this is very unfair, but one day, who knows God will show you something big and special about this"

"All right" said Asma resigned.

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"Zahra.honey, let's get up" Asthma blinked her eyes as she felt a pat on her cheek. He rubbed his eyes that still felt sleepy "We have arrived" Asma looked around him, the car stopped right in front of a very beautiful house.

"This is your house?" Bilal nodded and opened the car door for Asthma.

Asthma goes first while Bilal is taking their suitcase out of the trunk of the car.

In the courtyard of the house, there was a fountain that attracted the attention of Asthma. He also came to her, there are some very beautiful ornamental fish.

Asthma gasped as she felt a hand grab her waist, but she dodged.

"Why?" bilal asked confusedly.

"Don't touch me without my permission" Asma warned. Bilal looked saddened by Asma's words. But he still agreed. Asthma also looked back at the fish.

"Do you like fish?"

"Yes, but unfortunately the fish is too little, if more more must be more beautiful "

"Later to buy a lot, all for a fish pond if you really like fish" Asma seemed happy to hear it but he still tried to display his flat face.

"Do you really love me?" tanya Asma arrived.

"Of course, Zahra. I love you so much"

"What's the evidence?"

"What do you want proof for?" Asthma was silent and seemed to think. He looked at Bilal.

"Leave Abbot Khadijah"

Bilal gaping in disbelief hearing Asma's words, even he tried to convince himself that he just misheard, understood what Bilal Asma thought again said "Let him divorce"

Bilal felt as if someone was piercing his heart with a spear, Asthma's request was too painful.

"Zahras... Do you know what you're asking for?" Bilal asked in a soft voice, Asma nodded surely.

"O Allah, Zahra.it is not possible, how can you ask for it?"

"Why? Don't you love me? "

"I not only love you, but I love you so much. But leaving Khadija I won't be able to, Zahra. Had you asked for my life, I would have gladly given it. But leaving my wife, the wife who served me for 10 years, the wife who willingly duaakan for my happiness. In fact, it was because of Khadijah that I was able to get you, and now you're asking me to leave her? If I do that, then I will definitely become the cruelest human being in the world"

Asma was silent to Bilal's reply which sounded very sincere from the heart. Both are equally silent. Bilal didn't think Astma could ask him for that.

"Alright "said Asma then "then leave me" Bilal felt Asma would kill him with his crazy request.

"Zorah..." Bilal said in a low tone. He looked at Asma with a scarred look. "don't do this to me, please. Without you I could die"

Asthma exhales violently and turns away from Bilal's gaze.

"So you want to have us both? Basic greedy, selfish" he said then walked towards the entrance. Bilal immediately chased after him and aligned his steps with Asthma's steps, Bilal embraced Asthma's waist tightly no matter Asthma's refusal.

"I'm not greedy, honey. But you two are my heart and my heart. How can I survive without one of those?" Asma refused to respond to Bilal's remarks .

Arriving in front of the entrance, the door opened, and Khadijah appeared to welcome the presence of her husband and honeymoon. Sweet smile on the pale lips of Khadijah.

"Welcome, Asma" Khadijah invited Asma and Bilal in. Asthma stepped in with her right foot first, she looked around the house that looked very beautiful even though not so big, suddenly she felt comfortable as if she was at home alone. As the wind blew past the open window, Asthma closed her eyes. And he smelled a very fragrant scent.

"What is this?" ask Khadijah who is walking behind him.

"Scented? Maybe the smell of room fragrances " replied Khadijah.

Asthma again sharpened her sense of smell.

"I don't think it's another fragrance, like the smell of fresh flowers" she exclaimed as she surrounded the room. And suddenly he heard the laughter of children.

"Are there any children in this house?" ask her again.

"Of course there is. They were playing on top" replied Khadijah who confused Asma, but he followed where the voice came from. He approached a room that was not closed to his door. There, the room was filled with toys, Asma walked and saw a boy and a girl who were laughing while playing their toys, the two children had very similar faces. Asthma believes they must be twins.

"Who are they?" ask Khadijah when Khadijah follows him upwards.

"Oh them... " Khadijah walked past Asma and then called the twins, "Here baby, Ummi has come, let's say hello" the twins said their greetings, then kissed Asma's hand. While Asthma can only be silent with what he witnessed.

"Ommy?" ask her later.

"Yes, you're their mother"

Asthma massaged her nose hard, a few days ago she was married, and now she is a mother.

"What a strange world" he thought.

"Aspie"

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Tbc....