My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 30

"Zahra... What are you doing there?" shouted Bilal who had just returned from his office and found Asma in his yard was digging the ground, he approached her.

"I'll die" replied Asma sadly.

"Huh?"

"Yes, Sir. The fish died two tails" continued Bi Mina who also accompanied Asma buried the fish, while Khadija could only stare at the silly behavior of her little honey.

"So I thought that frying might taste good, but Asma said it was cassian, so she buried it" Bilal laughed at Khadijah's words.

"Why did the fish die anyway?" ask her again.

"Because his death had reached "Bilal again laughed at Asthma's answer.

"Yes, Honey. I mean how did the fish die? I saw the fish was still healthy"

"Where do I know, I'm a fish doctor" replied Asma who again made Bilal laugh amusedly, even Khadijah and Bi Mina could not help but laugh with Asthma's answer that was tickling but reasonable.

After burying the fish, Asma entered the house with his hands and sandals full of soil, Bi Mina who had cleaned the house grimaced to see that the floor was clean shiny now stained again. It turns out to be true said his Master, Asthma will be a little troublesome.

"Oh yes, Bi. Tomorrow at dawn, see the grave of the Zahra fish! Who knows growing a gold tree" said Bilal again make Khadijah and Bi Mina giggled "Kayak in the film, what is the title of the film?"

"Golden-leafed magic tree" cried Asma from inside the house who heard Bilal's words.

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"Why glum?" ask Bilal who saw Asma bend his face since then.

"I'll just go, but I'll be big, if there's more fish, it'll be better"

"Tomorrow I buy it again, already do not bend your face it, will get old soon" Asma turned the ball to mediate with the words of Bilal. Bilal immediately got on the bed and leaned his back on the head of the bed, he noticed Asma who was braiding his hair "here I help" said Bilal.

"What can you do to braid your hair?"

"No, no" replied Bilal who made Asma tick. After braiding her hair, Asma walked to sleep on the other side of the bed, but Bilal even pulled his hand until Asma fell in Bilal's arms, sober Asma rebelled with all her might.

Slowly but surely Bilal would really erode the distance between them, and thinking that, somehow Asthma became afraid.

"Zorah..." Bilal tried to calm Astma who was still trying to escape, and did not hesitate to hit Bilal's chest hard.

"Once I'm gone, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy "

"Sleep in my arms"

"No way"

"Why?"

"Well, just don't want to, speed off me!"

"OK, just shut up, don't move, okay? If I still try to rebel, I won't be released until tomorrow"

"Any threat continues" Asma replied but he really no longer rebelled, after releasing Asthma, Bilal shifted his body into the middle of the bed. Asma was lying next to her and sleeping on her side hugging her beloved doll, and she was shocked when she felt Bilal's hand holding her from behind, as she protested Bilal even further tightened her embrace.

"I don't want to hug you "

"But I want to hug you"

"Uffff" muttered Asma who no longer knew what to fight Bilal in any way, rebelling as hard as he could, there would be no result, until he gave up. In Bilal's embrace, he continued to move uneasily and uncomfortably, he felt in a confined space. In fact, he felt difficulty breathing, not because Bilal hugged him too tightly, but his heart was pounding ungodly, he was nervous and also afraid. Even his heart was beating fast, Asma only hoped Bilal did not hear his heart beat like a drum on the beat.

Different things with Bilal who smiles happy. Bilal realized that Asma would never come closer to Bilal and remove the distance, therefore Bilal would come closer to Asma and remove the distance between them. He did not mean to impose his will on Asthma, but this was his only way to get their relationship closer to achieving a perfect husband and wife relationship. Bilal will be patient in waiting for the time when Asthma will actually accept him as husband, and give himself as wife,

then weave a harmonious household.

For now, she will enjoy the feeling of dating her Zahra.

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"Who's coming in the morning, Bi?" asked Khadijah who saw Bi Mina had opened the door because of the sound of the bell, he went ahead and saw who had come.

"This is Ma'am, said the man brought the father's fish"

"fish order? What fish?" ask Khadijah again.

"Ornamental fish, Madam. Last night Mr. Bilal asked me to find ornamental fish and was told to immediately bring him here"

"Oh so. come in sir, immediately put it in his aquarium yes, soon Mas Bilal down" the man entered with a fish ordered Bilal, shortly after Bilal came down.

"Master, the order fish is already there, I can only get 20, and it's already the biggest and most beautiful of its colors"

"Thank God, just go straight there, sir"

"20 tails? Lots of buying them, Mom"

"What's up, Zahra must be happy"

"Actually Mr. Bilal squeezed 50, but all of them had been ordered by people and taken this morning as well. Even this is an order that has not been taken but you are willing to pay 3 times"

Khadija smiled and was a little stunned to see Bilal's struggle pleasing Asma.

"Zahra.." call Bilal after all the fish are put in the aquarium. Asma who heard Bilal's call immediately came down.

"What's wrong?" her question, then her gaze was fixed on her aquarium which was filled with more fish.With a very happy look Asma ran over to her aquarium and saw her fish.

"Wow, this is really beautiful" he exclaimed admiring the beauty of the fish.

"It's all the same fish feed, feed it a little bit huh, Deck. If too much, the fish can be full and die quickly"

hearing that, Khadijah and Bi Mina looked at each other, then they both turned to look at Asma. While Asthma was just a whiny while scratching her nape made Bilal stare at them suspiciously.

"what's up?" ask her.

"So, Mas. Kemaren Asma said to eat a lot of fish. Bi Mina has said not much, but Asma ngeyel, he said to grow up quickly"

"Is that true, Zahra?"

"Yes, but next time don't do it again. His fish died young" Asthma quickly nodded in understanding.

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"I'm going to school today, I want a test. I've learned" Asma said as she added a side dish to her plate. Khadijah seemed to have finished his breakfast.

"I forgot to tell you, Zahra. You don't need a test"

"Why?" ask Asma wonder.

"I've seen second and third grade subjects, I already know your abilities, so I enrolled you in third grade"

"Have you registered?" Asthma looks upset after hearing Bilal's explanation

"Yes, but why do you look upset?"

Suddenly Asma put his spoon and fork violently to cause a loud clanking sound. Of course it surprised Bilal as well as Khadijah.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

"I forgot, Honey. Sorry yes"

"You are always like that" Asthma's eyes suddenly glazed over and she seemed to hold back her anger "What can you do ask me first instead of making the decision as she pleases" Asma immediately ran to her room without caring Bilal who called her.

"Mas, you really did get her in third grade?"

"Yes, but what's the problem, Khadija? Why is he angry?"

"Oh my God, my. Yes he must have been feeling appreciated, he had studied hard to take the entrance test. He definitely wanted to enter with his own efforts "

"According to the test I'm sure he will be accepted in third grade, Khadija. I know his abilities"

"It's not a matter of what you can afford, Mas. But the problem is he feels appreciated what. Mas, the life he's now living is also not his decision, and I just realized that I made that mistake, it's about what Asthma will live. It would be better if he talked to her"

"All right, I'll talk to him first"

Bilal came to Asma into his room, looking very angry on the little face of his wife. Bilal does not feel it is a big problem, he did not end up thinking Asthma will be angry just because of the small thing.

"Zahra, don't be angry anymore yes, if you still want to take the test, yes already, tomorrow you will test"

"Is it hard to tell me before making a decision?"

"Zahra, why are you so angry just because of a little thing. If you still want to take the test, yes. You test tomorrow, okay? Don't magnify the problem" Asma laughed sarcastically at Bilal's words.

"Little thing huh" said his cynical "Yes you're right, why should I be angry about the little thing? It's just a matter of class, even bigger things before it's decided without my knowledge"

"Darling, that's not what I mean"

"But that's the fact, I must always obey your will, approve of your decision, I don't feel I'm your wife, but your doll"

"Zahra, don't talk like that, honey. I didn't mean to impose my will" at all"

"But you did" Asma said, and as soon as she cried, she herself could not understand why she was so sensitive and angry. But what Bilal did upset him. Bilal was right it was a small thing, but that little thing again reminded Asthma of the big thing before her that made her end here.

"Zorah..." Bilal tries to touch Asma's shoulder, but Asma brushes him off violently. Bilal could only sigh and regret his actions.

"Darling, I didn't mean to make a decision at will, either, I made a mistake. I'm sorry yes"

"Even this marriage is also a mistake "soon Asthma fast.

"No, Zahra. This is not a mistake. I know my way was wrong, and I'm sorry"

"No, it's not your fault, it's my fault you gave me the chance to decide about this relationship, and I made the wrong decision. I shouldn't have accepted this marriage, I shouldn't have come with you. You can't appreciate me, you just consider me your doll."

Bilal was devastated listening to Asma's words. He felt hurt, he felt torn to shreds and made him helpless. Bilal looked at Asma with a look full of wounds.

Asma threw herself into the middle of the bed and she cried curled up there, she covered her head with a pillow and released her cries.

Had Bilal talked to him first, Asma did not matter what class he entered, but Bilal who asked him to take the test, asked him to study, but Bilal asked him to study, and now he says he doesn't need to take the test because Bilal has already decided what class he will be in, can he be as good as Asthma?

Asthma gasped when she felt the touch on her legs, she immediately sat down and saw Bilal crying and touching her feet. Asthma was dumbfounded and instantly stopped her own cries, Bilal's tears falling right at her feet, making Asma even more dumbfounded. Bilal peels Asthma's instep and lets her tears flow freely carrying the pain in her heart to wet Asthma's instep.

Asthma can only open her mouth without knowing what to say. The two fell silent and digested what had just happened.

"I...." Bilal said in a quivering voice, "I really hurt you, I'm sorry, Zahra. I never meant to hurt you, but I've always hurt you, I'm sorry I'm sorry for my selfishness" Asma pulled her legs off Bilal's hand and she held Bilal's shoulder with her tiny hand, she carried Bilal sitting across from her.

Bilal immediately embraced Asthma's small body, he hooked his chin on Asthma's shoulder. Asma was silent and did not know what to do. Even Bilal was still crying, Asma could feel Bilal's teardrops on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Zahra. Sorry that my love hurt you so much. Excuse me... Sorry for always making you sad "

Asma heard Bilal's sobs that tried to keep him, Asma's little heart became touched, he could not bear. Asthma never even sees Adil crying or her Abi. Asma did not know that a grown man like Bilal could be so hurt that he cried, he even felt like Bilal's back was shaking.

Asthma raised her hand then she patted Bilal's back gently.

"sshh sshh sshh sshh sshh "he sounds like calming a small child while continuing to pat Bilal on the back. Bilal who received such treatment frowned in confusion, he wiped away the tears that soaked his cheeks and then released his embrace of Asthma.

"What are you doing?" ask her in a low voice to Asthma while looking at Asthma's eyes which are also swollen.

"Pacify you" replied Asma innocently. Then Asthma's little finger wiped the rest of the tears in the corner of Bilal's eyes very gently "Have, don't cry anymore huh" he said as if persuading children. The corner of Bilal's lips was interested in forming a knotty smile and he re-embraced Asthma.

"Come, do it again" he said as he hooked his chin again on Asthma's shoulder.

"What?" ask Asma

"It calms me" Bilal whispered softly. And once again, Asthma innocently complies with Bilal's request. He started patting Bilal's back, he did it because he remembered his Ummi,. Since childhood, if Asthma cries, then Ummi will hug her, pat her back or rub her head until Astma is calm and sometimes asleep in the arms of the mother. Asthma just wishes Bilal was calm now.

"Sshh sshh sshh sshh sshh"

Bilal couldn't help but smile to get such treatment from Asthma. His heart asked, was he Zahra who a few minutes ago had a fire and even said something very painful?

And now, he became so tender and sweet, as if his anger had never existed.

Bilal remembered Lita's words. Lita says Asma is a child, but she has a soft heart and is easily touched, and Bilal feels the tenderness of Asthma now.

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Tbc....