My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 21

"Yasmin, watch what?" ask Lita who saw Yasmin is very focused on her favorite cartoon.

"Yg aunt see what Yasmin saw? " reply Yasmin who made Lita glare annoyed because she was asked back.

Lita joined with Yasmin, when Bilal walked past them, Lita called him.

"Ustad...Wait" Bilal turned to hear Lita's call.

"What's up, Lita?" Lita approached the teacher and stood in front of him. As he was about to speak, he saw Khadijah walking towards him. Lita did not speak until Khadijah came to them.

"Why, Ta?" ask Bilal again.

"Lita can talk to Ustadz and Ma'am?" ask Lita. Khadijah and Bilal nodded.

"It's about Asthma"

"Did he say something?" ask Khadijah. Lita shakes.

"Even though Asma is only my cousin, I love her like my own sister. Ustadz, Ma'am, I'm sure Asma will accept her marriage, it may still take some time for her to come to terms with this reality. But I know Asma, she's kind, sometimes stubborn, but she's got a soft heart, and she has the same heart as anyone. So if Asma stays with you later, I beg you, treat him well, and most importantly, I hope Ustadz can be as tolerant as his nature"

Khadija smiled at Lita's words, he held Lita's head and rubbed her as if Lita was a child, making Lita frown with her treatment.

"We believe what you're saying is true, Lita. And we promise, we will treat Asthma as best we can. I'll take care of her like looking after my own sister" Lita smiled in relief at Khadijah's reply.

"Thank you Ma'am, as I know, most of the honey got along or worse the cold war, and if that happens while you're staying one house, you know, then there will be peace in Asthma's heart, I'm afraid Asma is not happy"

"That's not gonna happen to us, Lita. Insha'allah. Allah knows my sincere intention to unite Mas Bilal and Asma" Bilal smiled proudly at Khadijah. How lucky he was to get a woman like Khadijah, but he was also sad because he could not make Khadijah happy and belonged to Khadijah as whole.

"Khadija's right, Lita. God willing we will take good care of him"

"Thank you, I'm going to Asthma's room first"

"How are things now?" bilal asked as Lita was about to leave. Lita looked up and answered.

"Better, Ustadz. Don't worry"

Lita immediately went to Asthma's room, when she opened the door, she saw Asthma who looked surprised because of her arrival.

"Yes Allah... Litta. Can't knock on the door first"

"Why? You daydreaming?" ask Lita as she walks in.

"Engga"

"Udah dong his moody, Neng. When are you gonna get?" Asthma just raises her shoulders, she then picks up the towel from inside the closet.

"Asma.. according to me, Khadijah's mother..."Lita held her head and recalled the time Khadija held her head and rubbed her.

"Why him?" ask Asma ketus.

"Let's know, I'm sure she's a good woman, Asma, and she's maternal. I could feel her as she touched me and smiled"

"Caring" cried Asma as she walked to the bathroom, making Lita can only shake her head "I want to take a shower first"

"Well, I want to go home too. Not cleaning the house "

"Hem" muttered Asthma and went into the bathroom.

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After finishing bathing and dressing, Asthma dried her hair that had almost touched her waist. He stared at his reflection in the glass, as if asking his shadow what he should do.

"Give thy servant thy guidance, O Lord..."

In the living room, Asma saw her two sisters-in-law and Adil were talking about the reception of new students this year. Asma walked straight towards the family room, she saw her Ummi who had come out of the room, she looked better, and at this time, her Ummi was busy accompanying her favorite granddaughter.

Asma sat next to Yasmin who was drawing in a book.

"Have you had lunch, son?" ask the Mother. Asthma just shakes expressionlessly.

"Nnnl..." Asma calls her while picking up another Yasmin book, and she helps Yasmin color her picture book "Does Asthma have to come?" her question made the mother frown.

"Where?" ask mother.

"Go home" Asthma answered briefly while remaining focused on her picture book.

"Tante, the house does not love yellow, ugly" cried Yasmin who saw Asma using a yellow pencil "This, love the same color blue light green for her window" Yasmin handed him two colored pencils that Asthma immediately took.

"Going home? Meaning?" ask his mother who still does not understand the purpose of the question Asthma.

"I mean, does Asthma have to come with her home?"

"Him?" Asma asked in her heart, her mother actually did not understand what the temple did not understand. Makes Asthma feel upset.

"Yes, Ummi. Can Asthma stay here? Like Ma'am Aisyah and Mbak Aqiah? Even though they're married, they're staying here" her mother, who begins to understand what Asma means, can't hide her happy smile. His face was radiant and his eyes were sparkling.

"Why did you mean to go home with Bilal?" Asthma nodded lazily without looking up in the slightest.

"So, you accepted your wedding, honey?" ask the ummi full haru.

"Everything has happened Ummi, if this marriage is the decision of Abi and Ummi and you are happy with it, then Asma only hopes that God is also happy with the life that Asthma will live after this" the woman who had given birth to him immediately embraced Asthma tightly. Between joy and worry, but he can only pray and wish the best for Asthma.

"God willing, son. May Allah bless you every step of your life, and include God in everything in your life. Ummi will always pray for your household"

Once again, Asthma's tears just dripped without excuse, yet she immediately wiped them and remained firm in her stance. Maybe it was time he followed the wishes of his parents once. Asthma did this for the honor and happiness of her parents. Asma thinks Lita is right, she may not know Bilal, but her father certainly knows Bilal well, and Asma believes her father will not give Asma to the wrong person.

And as for what he will do later, Asma can't think about it, he will let everything flow as it is, he just needs to follow the current.

"Ummi will tell this to others, especially Abi and your husband. They must be happy with your decision" hearing the mother's words that seemed very happy, Asma could only smile thinly even though her eyes hinted otherwise.

"So can Asma stay here?"

"Darling, not allowed, but Bilal will have to help his family take care of the boarding school there, besides, Bilal also has to take care of his work, son. So it feels you might still be able to stay here like Aqilah and Aisyah" Asma seemed very unhappy with her Ummi answer, a disappointed look emanated clearly on her face but she could only be silent.

He went back to his room, while Ummi went to tell his family this news.

"Are you sure Asma has agreed?" ask Asma's father not to believe it. While Bilal who was also there could not hide the look of his face is very happy. Instantly he remembered Lita's convincing words that Asma would accept his marriage, but Bilal himself almost lost hope considering the reaction and treatment of Astma on him.

"Yes, Asma said it herself"

"Thank God, I was worried that the boy would remain stubborn. His reaction was terrible. What do you think, Bilal?"

"What should I say, Bi. His anger can not be blamed, anyone would react the same if in the position of Zahra. But I'm really grateful that she gave me a chance and accepted this marriage"

"Son..." Abi Asma held Bilal's shoulder and looked him in the eye "She's our beloved daughter, she's more precious than anything in the world, and now we leave her entirely to you and Khadijah. We hope you always love her and keep her under any circumstances "

"God willing, Bi. God will help me fulfill my responsibilities"

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Asthma sleeps in the middle of the bed with a slanted position and hugs her beloved doll. His view was straight and empty. It was as if he was still missing his direction. And again, her tears just flowed without being able to be held up to wet her pillow. Asma closed her eyes, hoping that by the time she opened her eyes tomorrow, everything would be better.

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Tbc....