My Ustadz My Husband
Part 47's

"Why are you daydreaming all that time?" asked Hubab who saw his cousin's sister looked gloomy since. Currently, they were on their way home after visiting their old home and making a pilgrimage to their parents' tomb.

"What the hell" answered Khadijah forced his lips to smile, he continued to think about the relationship Bilal and Asma was perfect like a husband and wife. And for some reason Khadija did not like it, she kept reminding herself that it was she who brought them together, and Khadija did it for her husband's happiness, but it turned out that it was suffering for her. It's just right for people to say 'lie when you say I'm happy'

"Hubab.." call Khadijah who replied to Hubab's murmur "When are you going to get married?" ask Khadijah to divert his own thoughts. Hubab laughed at Khadijah's question.

"I'm not Bilal, I don't need to get married before we die, right?" habab replied with a laugh, Khadija cut her lips, but she only watched her cousin who only focused on working and no one took care of her.

"Don't be so long to be single, you're old, and then no woman wants to be like you"

"The fool is in God's hands, I am very relaxed"

"The fool is in God's hands, but if you don't try, maybe your soul mate comes to your house and says 'I'm your soul mate'. You don't put your heart on anyone?" asked Khadija who made Hubab suddenly he remembered Asma, but Hubab immediately expelled Asma from his mind.

"There" replied Hubab.

"Who?"

"A girl who belongs to someone else" said Hubab in a soft voice.

"Well, I can do that anyway"

"It's not badass, but on the basis of her she does belong to people"

"Astaghfirullah, do you like people's wives?" khadijah asked in disbelief and his face looked very serious, but then Hubab laughed out loud that Khadija breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that Hubab was just bullying him.

"Crazy for you, I almost died tofu" muttered Khadijah.

Khadijah gets a message from Bilal to go straight to his Ummi house, because there is Shofia's in-laws and they want to have dinner with their family. Khadijah also asked Hubab to go directly to there without going home first.

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Hubab and Khadijah went straight to the dining room, apparently there everyone had gathered, but Khadija did not see her husband and her honey there.

"Where is Mas Bilal?" whisper Khadijah in the Early.

"Not yet to come" replied Dini. Khadijah also greeted Shofia in-laws, and Shofia in-laws asked about Khadija's situation, of course Khadijah said he was fine. Shortly afterwards Bilal came with the hand of his young wife, Bilal and Asma also greeted and saluted Shofia's in-laws.

"So this is Bilal's Zahra?" ask Shofia's mother-in-law when she sees Asthma, despite her old age, but she still looks very beautiful. Asthma can only singe her sweet smile and kiss the hands of her mother-in-law Shofia "Sweet as hell" she said then made Asma misbehave.

"We can't be on your wedding day, but we always pray for you, Son"

"Thank you, Ummi" replied Asma politely.

"Oh yes, Ummi has a wedding present for you, yes even though it is too late. Ummi hope you like, especially you, Sweet" exclaimed Shofia's mother-in-law as she handed over a small rectangular box tied with a purple ribbon, enthusiastically Asma immediately accepted and opened it, his eyes sparkled in amazement at what it contained, a small bracelet with beads engraved with Asmaul Husna calligraphy. Asma couldn't believe seeing it.

"God, this is beautiful, Ummi. Thank you so much, Asthma likes it so much"

said Asma, Bilal who saw the gift also seemed to like it very much.

"I hope you put it on when your first baby is born" Asthma's facial expression changed instantly to stiff, baby? His thinking. She never thought about the baby at all but the baby had already gotten a gift.

"Yes, pray that my daughter-in-law will quickly have a baby" continued Umm Mufar who made Asma more misbehavior. And when he glanced at Bilal, Bilal just put his shoulder around.

Since Khadijah could only hold back the jealousy in his heart, and the envy of Asma just penetrated.

Dinner runs are great fun for Asthma, what else does Shofia's mother-in-law look very fond of Asthma and they can be instantly familiar. Shofia's in-laws said that Shofia often talked about Asthma, if Shofia did not have to follow her husband, they would have been friends.

After dinner, Bilal brought his two wives home.

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Bilal stared at the sky in his room with a blank look, on the one hand he was increasingly worried about Khadija, and on the other hand, it was heavy to have to part with his Zahra for a long time.

"Not sleeping yet, Mum?" muttered Khadijah who saw her husband was still opening his eyes, then Khadijah put his hand on Bilal's stomach and went back to sleep.

Bilal who was thirsty tried to reach for the bottle that was on the nightstand, but it turned out that the bottle was empty, Bilal got rid of Khadijah's hand slowly and he immediately went down to get water to the kitchen.

"Zahra.." call Bilal and it makes Asma startled and unintentionally scream but Bilal immediately smother his mouth. Asthma gets rid of Bilal's hand and he regulates his heartbeat.

"Oh Allah, make me surprised" cried Asma while wiping her chest.

"Why are you doing midnight in front of the fridge?" ask Bilal.

"I'm hungry" Asma answered and threw the finished ice cream box in the trash.

"Zahra, are you in an ice cream box?" Bilal asked in disbelief, because this afternoon he saw the ice cream was still full.

"I told you I'm hungry, it's not full yet" replied Asma again looking for something in the refrigerator.

"When you're hungry, there's food other than ice cream, honey. There are instant noodles too" Bilal cried.

"Instant noodles also need to be cooked first, I want it that can be eaten immediately" said Asma who made Bilal geleng head.

"Yes, I'm cooking noodles, will you?" Asthma shook her head "Why?"

"Later I'm fat eating noodles in the middle of the night" replied Asma

"Es cream also makes fat times, Zahra"

"If it's only once, won't it get fat right?"

"Yes noodles too if only once you will make fat"

"Just don't want noodles" said Asma.

Bilal saw there were apples and oranges in the refrigerator and he picked them up.

"Yes, eat fruit. Let it stay slim" Bilal gave one apple and one orange, but Asthma did not accept it.

"I told you I wanted something to eat right away" said the spoiled Asma who made Bilal re-drink his head. Then he closed his refrigerator door and told Asam to sit on the chair, while Bilal washed the fruit, and his little wife was instead sitting on the chair, he sat down next to the sink table and watched Bilal wash the fruit. Bilal could only sigh with the behavior of his second wife but he did not reprimand her, after finishing washing her fruit, Bilal peeled and cut her then put her on the plate, and then put her on the plate, then he stood in front of Asma who was still sitting at the sink table, so that the two faces were aligned and it made Asma could see Bilal's black eyes with a very close distance.

"Come, open your mouth" exclaimed Bilal as he fed an apple to Asthma but Asthma refused him.

"I can do it myself" Asma said in a soft tone. Somehow the position close together like this always makes his heart beat.

"Let me take a bribe" Bilal said with a smile of his angel who managed to make Asma's heart melt.

"Is this what you call romantic?" think Asthma. He opened his mouth and Bilal was happy to feed him.

"Why are you so concerned about me?" asma asked as she chewed, Asma swung her legs like a child and to Bilal it was adorable.

"Because you're my wife" Bilal answered again to feed a piece of fruit into the mouth of Asthma, Asma received it while continuing to stare intensely at Bilal.

"You love me so much, don't you?" asma accidentally asked that as she looked into Bilal's eyes. And Bilal who heard Asthma's question smiled and said.

"Very, I love you so much" Bilal replied as he looked at Asma with a gaze that would make the iceberg melt, and that gaze ravaged Astma's heart. Asthma cleared her throat to neutralize her feelings, and she again swung her legs, but Bilal suddenly stopped her, and she advanced one step so as to remove the distance between them. Bilal drew his face closer to Asthma's face, so close that Asma could feel Bilal's warm breath sweeping across her face, Asthma's mind ordered Asma to dodge, but her heart wanted Asthma to let it go.

The husband and wife dissolved into a gaze full of longing and pent-up desire, and one more step Bilal would completely erase the distance between their faces.

"Yes..."

Asma gasped at Khadijah's voice as well as Bilal's, Asthma's reflexes pushed Bilal's chest and made Bilal take a step back. Asthma swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, her heart was pounding, her face was hot terrace, and she felt as if there were thousands of butterflies dancing in her belly. And Bilal felt the same way, Bilal felt his heart beating fast.

"What are you doing here?" ask Khadijah as he walks closer to them.

"So I was hungry, Ma'am. So I looked for food in the kitchen" Asma replied avoiding Khadijah's intimidating gaze.

"And you, Mom?" khadijah asked showing his jealousy.

"I was thirsty, the water in the room ran out" exclaimed Bilal, then he placed a plate that still contained some fruit on the table and immediately filled his drinking bottle. Asma immediately went up to her room without speaking any more.

Arriving in his room, Asma immediately locked the door, he put his hand on his chest and felt his heart still racing like a marathon run. Asthma feels the more days she loses control.

While below, Khadijah looked at her husband's annoyance, but he could not say what.

"Come, go back to the room" cried Khadijah pulling Bilal's hand back to his room.

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Tbc...