My Ustadz My Husband
The Part 41
After Khadijah's return from the hospital, Bilal was very happy as well as Asthma. They will spend time together again, but Asma feels like Khadija took more time Bilal, even when Bilal should spend the night with Asma, Bilal still has to take care of Khadijah first. Asma tried to understand the situation of Khadijah and Bilal's position, not one bit he protested about it.
Since Astma is on holiday today, Bilal is also on holiday, he wants to spend more time with his Zahra. What's more Khadijah who already feels better and he began to move as usual, and today as usual he followed the study with Mila. Of course it's a chance Bilal can be alone with Asthma.
When Bilal was busy with his laptop, the house bell rang, and Bilal knew that what came was the santri who told his brother to take the book from him.
Bilal immediately went down with the book, and Asthma came down because he was bored in the room. Bi Mina had already opened the door and the santri was waiting for her.
"Assynnnya, Ustdaz Bilal. Ustadz Mukhlis asked me to take the book" exclaimed the santri.
"Waalaikum salam, this is his book" when Bilal handed over the book, he realized the santri's attention was not on him, Bilal followed the man's point of view, and Bilal growled angrily, how not? Santri noticed Asma who was walking while seriously playing his phone, Asma only wore long pajamas and a small, barefoot home hijab.
"Take your eyes, young man!" hiss Bilal held back the annoyance of "What's more in your teacher's house" the santri immediately lowered his gaze and looked nervous.
"Sorry, Ustadz" he said in a trembling voice. He immediately took his book and after greeting Bilal he left immediately.
"Zorah..." Call Bilal after closing the door, while Asma is in the living room feeding her fish.
"Here.." cried Asthma. Bilal approached her with an angry face.
"Why did you get off?" asked Bilal arrived which made Asma frown deeply.
"What do you mean?" ask her innocently.
"Why did you come down earlier what else with clothes like that?" Asthma notices her clothes and she gets more confused Bilal means, because everyday she does dress like that while in her house.
"Why is it? I usually dress like this at home"
"If so from now on you should always wear a robe, and throw away your little hijab. It doesn't even cover your entire chest" Asthma's mouth opened wide with Bilal's sudden and very indistinct anger.
"Why? At home there are no people besides you, Ma'am, and Bi Mina"
"Then what if there are guests?"
"Have I ever seen a male guest here? Even when arriving Mbak Khadijah's cousin came, I must have gone straight to the room" said Asma who made Bilal speechless, because it was all this time he never went out of the room when there were male guests, and if Hubab comes, he also immediately goes to his room and does not go out until Hubab leaves. Bilal rubbed his face violently, once again jealousy overtook his heart.
"You why the hell? Are there any guests?" asma asked a little annoyed that Bilal was scolding her for no apparent reason.
"Hemmm" muttered Bilal lazily "Santri was here, she saw you"
"Astaghfirullah.." cried Asma "She must have accidentally seen me, and I also don't know she saw me. Then you're angry and you're clear. You accuse me of being a possessive type of wife, not knowing your own possessive, jealous, basic.." Asma grumbled then she threw her body onto the sofa and turned on the tv. Bilal held a smile at the curse of his beloved wife, this was indeed his fault that was too jealous, and Astma was not at all wrong in that.
"Yes yes, I'm wrong, sorry yes" exclaimed Bilal but Asma did not respond to his "Darling, sorry right?" bilal asked affectionately while sitting so close to Asthma.
"Don't sit here, I want to fall down" asked Asma in a tight tone while trying to push Bilal away, but Bilal did not move a bit.
"Sorry first" her tease
"You always do, angry angry clearly, then sorry, you why the hell often make me upset, long time I'm high blood"
"Yes, you also don't get upset easily dong"
"I'm not easily upset, but you always make me upset"
"Yes yes, I was wrong. I'm not gonna piss you off again"
"Yes already, now move there, I want to fall" pinta Asma once again.
"Put your head here" said Bilal asking Asma to put his head on his lap.
"Will to" reject raw Asthma, but as always, Bilal can force it easily.
"This position must be more comfortable, right?" ask Bilal after Asma put his head on his lap .
"Abiasa" replied Asma while confirming his position to be more comfortable, hearing the answer of his wife who is still trying to maintain his ego makes Bilal can only hold a smile.
Though he could feel Asthma starting to have feelings for him. In fact, without Bilal having to forcefully pull Asthma into his arms, Asthma now happily hugs him.
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"So, are you guys going to Singapore?" ask Mila. After studying, Mila and Khadijah stopped by a cafe and chatted.
"Yes, we're just waiting for news from Doctor Elyara"
"How long have you been there?"
"Come, Mil. Why?"
"What's up, what about Asthma if you and Bilal go to Singapore"
"Mas Bilal said he would leave Asthma at Ummi's house, kasian if only the same Bi Mina at home. The three of us talked about it"
"Hmm, what about you now?" ask Mila seriously.
"I'm fine"
"You know that's not what I'm asking, Khadija" Khadija took a breath and said
"I knew I was wrong to lie to Mas Bilal and Asma. I'm also not going to repeat it again, but right now I really need Mas Bilal to be next to me"
"I can understand, and Asma also needs her husband. That's all you have to remember"
"Asma's fine, Mil. He could understand when Mas Bilal was busy taking care of me"
"That's great, so I hope you can also understand when Asthma needs Bilal and when Bilal misses Asthma. They both understand your situation, Khadijah. You also have to understand Bilal loves Asma and surely Bilal also wants to spend a lot of time with Asma" Khadijah can only sigh with a long lecture Mila who is very true. He tried not to let himself act selfish anymore.
Khadijah ordered some cake for Bilal and Asma then both returned by taxi.
Arriving at home, Khadijah immediately called her husband, but while in the family room, Bilal signaled that Kahdijah did not make a sound because Asma was asleep in his lap.
"He just slept" Bilal half-whispered.
"Hmm sorry" exclaimed Khadijah to slow down his voice "I bought cake for Mas Bilal the same Asma"
"Put it in the fridge, we'll eat it"
Khadijah recalled Mila's words, that she had done too much in Asma's life. Mila was right, it made Khadija a dilemma. A little regret in his heart, if he did not ask Asma's father to marry his daughter to her husband, maybe now Bilal only focus on Khadija.
"Astaghfirullah, Khadija. What are you thinking?" murmured Khadijah to himself. He tries to remind himself of the reason he asked Bilal to marry Asma, which is for Bilal's happiness. And right now, Bilal is really happy to have Asthma.
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In the next day, Asma quickly cleaned up her school needs because she was too late. But when he was about to put one of his books into his bag, Bilal arrived to take his book.
"Here in! I was too late" asked Asma but Bilal raised his hand high and did not let Asthma reach him.
"I will love you, but on one condition" Bilal said.
"What conditions? I'm really late"
"Call me Mas Bilal "
"Huh?" asma did not believe Bilal's request.
"You always call me by the word 'you', where are you as a wife?" ask Bilal who made Asma sigh heavily.
"I'm actually too late" Asma jumped trying to reach Bilal's hand, but Bilal raised his hand even more, making Asma cluck upset.
"Call Bilal first, I'll give you later"
"Will to" reject raw Asthma.
"Yes, take it if you can" exclaimed Bilal.
"I don't want to fight yes, here's my book" said Asma who was getting upset.
"Begging him who is polite, dear" cried Bilal "You are a santri, surely know how to respect the husband right? Say gini 'Mas Bilal my husband, here in my book yes' that" said Bilal who made Asma shudder in horror. What else Bilal exemplifies with a very alay tone.
"Ih, don't want to" he refused "Lagian Ustadz what kind of you who make his santri come late to school" grumbled Asma.
Khadijah who heard their talk soon came to Asma's room.
"Asma, you haven't left yet? It's noon already"
"My book." said Asma, pointing to Bilal, who was still holding up the book of Asma with his hand.
"Mas, Asthma is too late, later he's in his Ustadzah"
"I also want to go to school today, we go to the car so fast"
"You don't want to, you haven't had a bath" interrupted Asma because Bilal hasn't taken a shower.
"I took a quick shower, 10 minutes apart"
"uh? What a bath it is, do not you bengga soap, it's dirty"
"Wear it, if you don't believe it, come along! Let me prove it" Bilal's seductress returned to make Asma look horror at her husband.
"Have joked, Mom. If you want to go to school, take a shower, Kasian Asma will be in his Ustadzah"
"Yes yes..." Bilal then gave his book to Asma. Before entering the bathroom, Bilal had whispered to Asma mischievously "Your husband wants to take a bath, want to come along?"
"Ufff, pervert" said Asma
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Sure enough, Asma was really late, he immediately ran to his class, knocked on the door and said his greetings. His Ustadzah was not angry what else punished him, he let Asma come in and follow the lesson. But accidentally Asma heard his friend who was behind him whispering.
"If another santri who is late must be immediately told to stand outside"
Asthma stood up immediately.
"Ustadzah.." call him.
"What's up, Neng Asthma?"
"Because I'm late, I'm going to stand outside the classroom" Asma said, drawing everyone to her attention.
"Asma.." whispered Nora "Ustadzah will not punish you" But Asma did not care.
"It's okay, Neng Asthma. You can take lessons in class" said Ustadzah.
"Didn't a late santri have to be punished?" asked Asma, her Ustadzah looked at Asma with pride, because Asma did not take advantage of her status as Bilal's wife.
"Yes, right. Then you should stand outside until my lesson is over" Asma came out with her book.
While Bilal is currently chatting with his Ummi, and while passing through the school yard, Ummi accidentally sees Asma standing outside the classroom.
"Bilal, why is Asthma standing outside?" Bilal followed his mother's perspective. And instead of being surprised or angry because his wife was standing outside, Bilal instead laughed, What else when accidentally Asma also stared at him, Bilal instead returned Asma's gaze as if mocking him for being punished. Of course it made Asma stare at her sharp and vengeful.
" He's late Ummi" replied Bilal
"But Ummi didn't want her to stand outside, fuck her. Ummi will ask his Ustadzah not to punish Ummi's son-in-law" Bilal's mother said she was leaving but Bilal prevented her.
"Don't, Ummi. At Asma school it's santri, just like anyone else if it's too late it must be in the law"
"But why does he look at you as if he's angry with you, are you fighting?"
"Hehe, I actually made it late" Bilal said.
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Tbc...