My Ustadz My Husband
Part 45's

Asma took the phone Bilal gave her from the drawer, the phone was filled with his sim card, then he put his phone and laptop into his backpack.

"Bi, I left first yes" he told Bi Mina who was preparing breakfast.

"Loh, Neng Asma, tumben set off his early?"

"There's a task" Asma answered lying and she immediately walked out of her house. Tonight Asma intends to sleep in the dorm, she really feels it takes time and wants to stay away from her husband who is very annoying. Asma knew if he asked for permission it would definitely not be allowed. Of course, he was not Khadijah who was always given freedom by Bilal, he thought.

Asma tells Nora that tonight wants to sleep with Nora, when Nora asks her why, Asma just says she wants to sleep in the dorm, that's all. When Nora asks if Bilal allows Asthma, Asma is forced to lie and says Bilal allows it.

In the evening, after carrying out her santri routine, Nora brought Asma into her room, where her friend Nora welcomed Asma happily because before her Asma had slept there.

"Asma, you don't want to change clothes?" nora asked because Asma was still wearing her uniform.

"Think about it" replied Asma. Even Nora suggested that she wear Nora's clothes, but Asma rejected her. Since all the activities were over, they were now preparing for a break.

Asma sat there daydreaming and wondering why Bilal was not looking for him, but he did not tell anyone he was staying over. Does her husband really do not care, thought Asthma. And it makes her feel even more hurt, maybe Bilal is currently busy taking care of his first wife so he forgets his second wife.

"Aspie..." Nora shook Asthma's body several times because Asthma looked dreamy since earlier "You've had a problem with Ustadz?" asked Nora, Asma quickly refuted her

"You're lying, your eyes are saying you're in trouble"

"Ouch, Nora. Since when can you read people's situations by looking them in the eye" Asma said trying to avoid Nora's question.

"Neng Asma is very lucky yes, can go to school here but still be free, no need to stay in the dorm" said one of Nora's friends.

"Yes right, so do our kayak chopsticks yes, every day the activity is just that. Even on holidays you can't leave the dormitory"

"I would love to stay in a dormitory, but not in a permit, you guys are lucky, you can go to normal school, enjoy your teenage years with friends and school"

"But living in a dormitory is not good, bored. Try if the love of entertainment, or so love TV cake, yes so that it can eliminate saturated so much"

"You wanna see a movie?" ask Asma.

"Yes, I've been watching Korean oppa for a long time"

Asma laughed at Nora's friend's answer, then she took out her laptop which made all of Nora's friends look surprised and happy.

"Can I get internet access?" ask them enthusiastically

"Can" replied Asma while plugging in her modem.

"It's banned in the pesantren!" said firmly a santri who just entered the room. He was Imel, a 6th class santri as well as the head of their room. Asma had met Imel several times, and Asma felt that the girl was a cold type of girl.

"Prohibition should not be done only if it is potentially discovered" replied Asma casually that made them stunned, especially Imel.

"Asma, you are Ustadz's wife, you should follow a good example" said Imel.

"What's so bad about me? Now it's time to rest, santri is free to sleep, want to learn or do something else" said Asma who made Imel look at him in disbelief, unlike family members who have a calm pesantren, who are not, polite, graceful and sure they are so obedient to the rules, Imel actually saw Asthma look different.

"But santri should not bring any more laptops to the pesantren" cried Imel again trying to make Asma understand.

"I'm here as Bilal's wife and daughter-in-law of his family, I'm allowed to bring or use a cellphone and laptop. And I just loaned my friend a laptop" replied Asma in a landslide that made Imel no longer know to answer Asma, while the others stared pleading at Imel. After thinking for a while, Imel finally allowed them and asked them not to tell anyone. They all cheered happily, as well as the smiley-nosed Asthma, she did not intend to bring up her status at all, but it seemed like her mischievous soul relapsed again when faced with Imel who looked very cold. Asma friends scramble to watch their favorite movies, some say miss oppa, some sing indian while nebak nebak title, some even look for horror movies. Asma was happy to see her friend's friend happy, but once again her heart asked her, why did Bilal not look for her, did she care at all?

While Astma's friend is busy looking for a movie, Asma settles down on Nora's bed, and as she closes her eyes, Bilal is present in her mind, making Asma instantly open her eyes wide. Then after changing clothes, Imel sat next to Asthma and suddenly asked.

"Run won't solve the problem, Neng Asma" Asthma stared confusedly at Imel.

"What do you mean?"

"You must have another Ustadz problem, right?" ask Imel again. Asthma quickly denied it.

"Cook it"

"But your eyes say yes" Asthma sighed. It was Nora, now Imel, she thought.

"Maybe you misinterpreted my eyes" Asma said.

"I'm sure I don't get it wrong, your attitude, your gaze, and even when you close your eyes and suddenly open your eyes again, it indicates something is making your heart depressed" Asma never thought how Imel could easily guess his circumstances, but he still did not want to admit it.

"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous" said Imel then he went to his own bed "Don't watch his movie too long, just be careful if you don't get up and pray tahajud congregation" he warned his friend.

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Asthma can not close the eyes even a little, even though the clock has shown at 3.25. His heart felt very sick to realize Bilal really did not care about him, even he cried in silence. Now his chest feels tight, as strong as Asthma to hold his cry so as not to wake his friend, but a small stuffing still escapes. Asma covered her face with a pillow, she felt as if she was dying.

Asthma got up slowly and looked for a cell phone in her bag, then she went to the corner of the room to contact her sister, Asma could not bear to endure all her pain alone, he needs someone to release his heart pressure.

Asma knew that usually at this hour Adil was awake, he also sent a message to his Big Brother and asked if Asma could call him now, just a few seconds after the incoming message, Adil directly contacted Asma.

"Dec, what's wrong? Why do you want to call my sister at midnight? What do you do, right?" Asthma doesn't know what to answer, she can only bite her lips to hold back her cries

"Dec...Asthmatic...Dear. Why silent? What do you have, right? Asma speak, do not make your sister afraid "sound fair voice really scared there.

"Sister.hiks....hiks..."

"Yes Allah... Asthma, baby. You cry? What's up?"

"Aspie.... Asthma can talk to you about something, Brother Adil?" tanya Asma tried to stop her crying.

"Yes, honey, I can. Asthma wants to talk about what? Did anyone hurt Asthma there?"

"There is.just.it's just.it's free..."

"What's it, Dek? Just talk, don't be afraid "

" Astma needs a friend to confide and also ask for advice from Brother. This...this is Asthma household problem, what can it be?" there was the sound of the sound of Just breath there, it was certain that he was very worried about his little sister.

"Can, Honey. Just talk"

Then, slowly Asma told her circumstances and what her household was like, Asma chose the word very carefully, because she did not want to corner her husband or blame her honey, she said, he does not want Adil to think badly about them, but Asma still said he was angry at Bilal who could not take care of him, Asma also said Bilal scolded her just because she was walking with Hubab and it made her very upset, she said, Asma asks what she should do now because now she is really angry and even lives in the dorm without Bilal's permission. And Bilal did not look for her at all, Asma asked her brother, why is her husband like that? Maybe her husband doesn't care.

"What else needs to be explained, brother? heT just left me, is it hard to wait a minute or call me"

"Honey, when someone panics, worries and is also afraid, he can do the wrong thing. Even brother did that to you, right? What else is it about the health of Khadijah who has been sick for so long, when Bilal gets news from Khadijah of course he will immediately panic and leave. They've both been living deeply worried about Khadijah's disease"

Asma was speechless listening to his sister's words.His little heart justifies it, what else Bilal had also told Mukhlis to pick him up. But on one hand he still felt jealous because he felt Khadijah was more important than him.

"Asma, try to think you are in the position of Bilal, the wife who has accompanied him for many years is dying, of course he will immediately run on her. Bilal did leave you but he still cares, the proof is that he still had his brother pick you up, and he's looking for you, too, in addition, he always tries to apologize to you even until he does not accompany Khadijah in the hospital. He must be sorry for what he did, baby."

"So I mean, Asma must forgive him?"

"We must always be able to forgive, Asthma. After all, if you continue to be angry with him, are you not also tortured? Hatred only brings pain, Deck"

Asma confirmed the words of her brother, indeed she also felt pain and suffering.

"But he was angry just because Asma came home with Mbak's cousin, Sis. Padahalkan just go buy martabak, he said Asma the way with other men, Asma offended dong Kak"

instead of taking seriously the words Asma Adil actually sounded laughing, making Asma growl upset

"Laugh, Asthma is serious, Brother "

"Haha... He's jealous, Astma. Your husband's the jealous, possessive type "

"But the same as Khadijah Engga"

"Because she loves you so much, Dek"

"Where's the love? He's always looking for trouble"

"Later you also understand*kok, j*so how are you feeling now? Feel better?"

"Hmm, sorry, brother. It's disturbing midnight"

"Whether anything, whenever Asthma needs Brother, Brother will always be there"

"False Brother"

"Yes, honey, yes already, Brother wants to pray first, later if anything, call brother yes"

"Yes, Brother assalamualaikum "

"Greetings waalaikum"

After hanging up the phone, Asma was surprised by Imel who had woken up and looked at him. Imel approached Asthma and sat down beside her.

"You woke up because of me, huh? Sorry yes" said Asma looks bad.

"Well, at this hour I must be awake"

"Did you hear me when you were talking to your sister?" Imel smiled faintly and nodded. She did hear all of them, she even knew Asthma had been crying since.

"I won't tell anyone, I know household problems can't be spread"

"Thank you" Asma said sincerely.

"I understand your feelings" said Imel then took the necklace out of his shirt, and there was a wedding ring there "I'm also a wife" said Imel who made Asma very surprised.

"Seriously?" ask Asma does not believe "Are you also in a match?"

"Engga" replied Imel while smiling "We love each other, we've even been dating for quite a long time, he loves me a lot but is also very possessive, it makes me feel constrained, so fights always happen, it always happens, so that it is no longer counted how many times we broke up"

"Then if you already know him like that, why still marry him?"

"I also love her very much, Asthma. We got married two years ago, I've asked her to wait for me to graduate, but since she was always afraid of losing me, she immediately asked my parents for permission to marry me, because they also know we've been dating long enough, of course they're happy we're finally getting married"

"Did your friend know that?"

"Unless only members of the Ustadz Bilal family knew, we invited them to our wedding, Abi Ustadz Bilal himself married us"

"Well, after marriage, she's no longer possessive?"

"Greater" Imel replied with a small laugh but Asma shuddered in horror hearing that.

"Isn't that really troublesome?"

"Yes if there is no love or understanding on both sides. After all, if our partner is possessive, there will be a challenge in our relationship, right? It'll all feel bland"

"Right as well, but if it's too much to bother too"

"Yes it happened a lot, then we fought, blamed each other, but then he came up with regrets, apologized, and did everything to melt my heart"

Hearing Imel's words, Asma remembered Bilal. Bilal is sometimes annoying, but Bilal always does anything to melt the heart of Asthma.

"That's a very annoying thing, making a mistake, realizing, regretting, apologizing and repeating it again" murmured Asma remembered her husband, then she walked over to the window, and how surprised he was to see Bilal standing down there staring in his direction, or rather, staring at the window of his room.

"That's possible" murmured Asma stepped back. He was sure he saw it wrong, then Asma stepped again and indeed it was her husband, Asma still did not believe what he saw, anyway what her shitty husband did was there.

"What's wrong?" imel asked as he approached Asthma "O Allah, Ustadz is still there?" imel exclaimed in surprise when he saw Bilal standing down there.

"still there? Meaning?" ask Asma did not understand.

"After the prayer, I saw Ustadz Bilal standing there and staring at the window of this room. And when I saw you in the room, I thought he was the one who brought you here" Asma gaped in disbelief at Imel's words.

"Do you think he's been standing there since?" ask Asma to Imel while staring at Bilal who is currently still looking at the window of his room.

"I think so"

"What's possible, is he crazy to stand there clockwise and then at night?"

"It looks like he is indeed crazy, Neng Asma. And you're driving her crazy"

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