My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 22

Asma who heard the commotion outside immediately got out of her bed and walked out, she was surprised to find some who were busy taking care of the house as if there would be an event, not only that, but also that, he even saw Lita with Merwah and Arini who also seemed busy here and there carrying food.

"Wait.wait..." Asma shouted at Arini who looked hunted.

"Duh, you're awake, Neng. Hold this" Arini handed over some jars containing cookies, Asthma could only frown confusedly. "Take this into the living room huh"

"What's? Is there a guest? Why is it so busy here? kayak there is an event" exclaimed Asma as she walked towards the guest room with Arini.

"Yes Allah... Asthma. This is your show"

"My way? Meaning?"

"Today's your birthday, right? Remember?" as soon as Asma opened her mouth wide with bulging eyes, she couldn't believe it was her 18th birthday.

"Happy birthday, my beloved cousin sister" Arini said as she gave a warm hug to Asma. So much happened that he forgot his own birthday.

"But usually on my birthday Abi just give thanks, this is it... "

"All your wedding receptions" continued Aqilah who came out of nowhere because it arrived was behind Asthma. Asthma could not hide her surprise at hearing the word reception.

"M..I mean, Ma'am? What reception?"

"Yes reception, Deck. You're married, you haven't had a reception. Yes, the show is small. Just invite neighbors, and relatives"

"Wait...." Asma sat on the sofa and he massaged his head which suddenly felt dizzy, either because of surprise or lack of sleep "Mbak Intent.... such as the marriage of Mbak Aqilah, Mbak Aisyah and Kak Adil? Reception.. I should. use the wedding dress side by side together..."

"Yes yes, Deck. Congratulations, my dear. Though it feels like mbak mbak changing diaper you, uh now a bride" hear that, Arini giggled amusedly, different things with Asma that seem increasingly frustrated and do not know what else to do. He rubbed his face then patted his cheek as if trying to resuscitate himself.

"Keep without telling me that too?" ask her later.

"Actually we all agreed to keep this a secret, because you must have refused, right?"

"Yes, Ma'am, I just don't know if I'm married. And now the reception? Again without telling me? What the hell do you think I am?" shouts Asma held back her anger.

"Don't get angry first. Listen Ma'am" Aqilah sat beside Asma, she cupped Asthma's face and looked into her eyes "You are the youngest daughter of this family, our beloved all, and after you, there will be no more wedding celebrations, no more, so that's why we wanted to celebrate your wedding before you took your husband away"

"So you mean, you're celebrating my departure? Tega. he said beloved, but what ever do you ever talk to me first" grumbled Asma who makes Aqilah can only sigh sluggishly.

"Sir, don't think negative"

"Tau ah" replied Asma and immediately left Aqilah and Arini.

When Asma returned to her room, she was about to close the door but suddenly someone held her door.

"You?" asma exclaimed in annoyance, she was about to forcefully close the door but it was too late. Bilal went inside and now Bilal shut the door and locked it.

Seeing that, Asma moved back while continuing to stare at Bilal warily

"What do you want to go to my room?" she asked in a trembling voice, realizing that her voice was trembling Asma was cursing herself.

Bilal continued to step forward every time Asma stepped back, his gaze so sharp as if he was hunting Asthma and did not want to lose that target.

"Our room, I'm entitled to this room too"

"I don't like to share a room"

"Not sharing, my little wife. Precisely fused. "

"M...Meaning?" Asthma who continues to walk backward unconsciously now just stuck on the edge of her bed makes her jerk, her eyes became unfocused and cold sweat began to flow from her temple, her face had given up like a tomato. Seeing that, Bilal with all his might restrained his smile.

then he looked at Asthma and said

"I just came here to say, our real relationship has started. Three months ago, when I said your name in kabul, I felt like I got my house, my real place to live, but I couldn't occupy it because at that time, I didn't, I'm the only one who knows our relationship, while you don't. And when you found out, and you decided to accept me, let me into your life, that's when I really felt that I was about to start a new, beautiful life"

Asthma could only swallow her saliva hearing Bilal's long speech and she could not understand. He tried to avoid Bilal's gaze which seemed to freeze his blood. But suddenly, Bilal's burly hands cupped his tiny face and made him look back into Bilal's dark eyes.

"Never turn away from your husband, Zahra. It hurts like you don't want to see me"

Once again, Asma could only be silent, Bilal's touch created a strange sigh in him, his heart seemed to be turbulent, his heart pounding like it was about to jump out of place. Asma looked into Bilal's eyes as Bilal wished, and suddenly Bilal brought his face closer to make Asma feel the warmth of Bilal's breath.

Bilal is getting closer and will soon erase the distance between his two, Dan...

"What are you doing?" shouts Asma pushed Bilal's chest as if he had just returned to his consciousness after his thoughts and feelings wander off somewhere.

"What?" Bilal asked back and put on an annoyed face.

"So... What the hell are you doing? Why is it so close to me?" Bilal chuckles and returns to Asthma but Asthma soon dodges.

"You?" bilal said, "Why call me by the word 'you' Zahra? I'm your husband, at least call me sweetheart, Mas, or some other affectionate call?"

"Would get out of my room, I'd like to be alone "

"Sorry, Honey. But for now, you have no time to be alone "

"Why?"

"Later my family's afternoon will come, you must welcome them. While tonight, there's a celebration for us. Just a little small."

"Willful" Zahra's reply made Bilal sigh in annoyance.

"Don't do it, Zahra. My family is also your family and this celebration is also for our family" Asma just fell silent as well as Bilal.

"Yes, yes" replied Asma then make Bilal sumringah. He immediately approached about to hug Asthma but Asthma dodged.

"Don't touch me! " Astma warns Bilal. Makes Bilal look sad.

"I'm your husband, Zahra"

"I know. but..." Asthma turned around and she walked towards the window. How he told Bilal he could not accept Bilal to his fullest.

For some reason, his heart beats every time Bilal gets so close to him.

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Asma peeked out of the window when she heard the sound of a car coming, she was surprised to see at least 6 or 7 cars coming. Asthma asks who are they all?

Asma saw Khadijah who welcomed a middle-aged woman who got out of the front car, then the woman was followed by several other women, he said, what attracted Astma was a woman who wore a veil and dressed all in blue. The woman looked up as if knowing Asthma was peeping her. Some time they looked at each other, until the end of the woman was pulled in by Khadijah. In the next car, Bilal came out with some middle-aged men and some young men and even children.

"I don't think his family is that much" muttered Asma, he felt nervous if he had to meet them all. Asthma's daydreams were bought when she heard her room was knocked several times. Asthma walked to the door and opened it.

"Bak Ayesha..."

"Well, aren't you ready yet? Your in-laws have come"

"Mertua?" Asthma frowned her still very awkward with that word.

"Yes, you have to see them"

"But they're a lot, ma'am. Are they all my in-laws?" Aisyah laughed amusedly at Asthma's silly question.

"Ha... Asthmatic...Asthma. They were Bilal's relatives. Yes, your true in-laws are only Bilal's mother and father"

Hearing that Asthma is just Oh ria. But he was nervous again when he imagined how he would meet Bilal's relatives.

"But Ma'am, Asthma is nervous. They are many and Asma does not know any of them"

"Yes, get out, Dek. Get acquainted. Because later you will live and be close to them" Asma looked down sad to hear that. Because it means he will live far away with his own family. Understanding that, Aisyah tried to calm her down.

"Every woman would be like that. After marriage, they will spend the rest of their lives with their husbands or their families. But your family is still your family, it won't be replaced at any time"

"Asma feels this is still Ma'am's dream. It's like a real thing. Asthma is ready for all this"

"Hem Ma'am's favorite sister ..." Aisyah hugged Asma and rubbed her back "destiny will continue to walk whether we are ready or not to undergo it" Aisyah released her embrace and she walked towards the Asthma closet, looking for clothes he should be wearing now. Eventually Aisyah's choice fell on a light green colored robe with lace lace flowers at its tip.

"This dress is beautiful, it fits your white skin"

Asma resigned herself to her brother's decision, she changed clothes and after her Aisyah gave a little makeup on the pale face of Asma, what else are her eyes that are still slightly swollen due to too much crying.

When Aisyah was about to bring Asma out, apparently there was Khadijah waiting at the door. Asma was a little surprised to see her, after their conversation that night, this was the first time they faced each other again.

"You are really beautiful, Asma." praised Khadijah but Asma refused to respond. Khadijah felt his heart ache with Asma's still very cold gaze on him. But he can only stop. Aisyah and Khadijah also brought Asma into the living room, getting closer to the living room, Asma got more nervous, and unknowingly, he reached Khadijah's hand and grabbed her very tightly. Khadijah who realized the nervousness of Asthma also returned the hand of Asma, as if to say that he was with Asma.

All the female guests stared at Asthma closely as Asthma drew closer. Asthma saw her mother talking to a middle-aged woman, then the middle-aged woman immediately welcomed Asthma with her happy smile and her eyes sparkled, asma remembered her own mother.

"God's Masya... Nak. You're really pretty, prettier than Bilal told me "

All right, Asma figured it must be Bilal's mother. But he did not know how to respond, all he did was reveal a thin smile that was almost invisible and occasionally he glanced at his Ummi as if asking what he should do. The mother only smiled and looked at Asthma gently, telling her everything would be fine.

"When I looked at the photo, I was amazed by the beauty and innocence of her face "so called one of the women again "But it turned out to be even more beautiful"

"Sir Bilal framed his picture with a beautiful frame" exclaimed the woman with the blue veil, Asma turned to the woman who spoke "But sister said, the frame looks ordinary when used to frame the real beauty" he continued with a very sumringah voice. Astra asked who this girl was. She still looked young, had beautiful eyes, behind her veil Asma was sure she must be very beautiful.

Khadijah brought Asma to sit between her mother-in-law and her mother. But Asma did not want to let go of Khadijah's hand, even Khadijah felt pain because the grip of Asma was getting stronger but Khadijah let it go.

"Asma.introduce this, Umm Mufarrahah. His mother Mas Bilal which means our mother, also, give greetings" said Khadijah with a smile, Asma also let go of Khadijah's hand, he kissed the hand of his mother-in-law "And this..." Khadijah pointed to the blue veiled woman "This is my beloved sister-in-law and the only daughter of Umm Mufar, Shofia" Asma smiled at Shofia and Shofia's sparkling eyes let Asma know the girl was also smiling at him, and Khadijah continued to introduce her to other family members, Aunt Bilal, cousins, and some other relatives. Asthma can't even remember their names.

"Asma, why are you so quiet?" cetus Shofia, made Asma who had looked down at me immediately "Sister Bilal said you were very cheerful, always laughing and smiling, even sometimes you acted ignorant and...."

"Shofia.." Bilal's mother stopped Shofia's babble that seemed not to be silent. Asthma became wrong behavior made him, he tried to smile

"Actually it's not, I just..."

"Actually you look very nervous, Asthma" exclaimed Bilal's mother softly "We're going to be your family, no need to hesitate or nervous. But if for the first time meet the husband's family, yes all women will experience the same thing" Asthma laughed a little to neutralize his feelings.

"My sister is indeed shy and quiet if she does not know" continued Aisyah "But if you already know, I'm sure you want to close your ears when she talks non-stop" all laughed at Aisyah's speech. Then the parents and adults began to talk a lot, Asthma even thought she was not old enough to be among them all.

Then Aqilah came to bring some drinks for the guests, Aisha and Khadijha also helped Aqilah, and now they really left Asma with the adult woman.

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While on the other side of the room, Bilal's male family members were also talking, But Bilal as if he could not listen to them, at this time he only thought of Asthma. How is Asthma with her family? Is Asthma still angry? Is Asthma okay? Is Asthma able to accept her family?"

"Bilal." the clap on his shoulder resuscitated Bilal.

"Eh, yeah. Why, Dil?" ask her to Adil who stares at her in wonder.

"Since then you have been daydreaming "

"Hm I'm actually thinking about Zahra. He was still very angry this afternoon"

"Just calm down, Asthma won't do anything wrong in front of your family"

"That's not what I mean, Dil. I'm just afraid Asma is feeling depressed or uncomfortable being among my extended family"

"Initially it must have happened, but later Asthma will get used to being among your family"

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Tbc.....