My Ustadz My Husband

My Ustadz My Husband
Part 7's


Bilal was very serious with his words.he really guided Asma to study very seriously, he was not even allowed to play hp. Make Asma think, maybe another job Bilal in his Abi mean is to become a private teacher Asma.


After dinner, Bilal ordered Asma to wait for him in the family room to study together again, because Bilal never came, Asma turned on the TV and watched cartoons, making him laugh out loud.


But soon after, Bilal came to take the remote in the hands of Asma and immediately turn off the TV.


"Yes Allah....Ustadz, make Asma shocked" Asma rubbed his own chest, his heart beat because the arrival of Bilal who arrived was very surprising.


"You should have taught yourself before I came, Zahra. Not watching cartoons "


"Yes...Asthma was bored "


"That's a lot of excuses, quickly open your book, make a summary of what I've explained, then learn it" cried Bilal with a fierce expression, Asma followed the orders of his Ustadz, and then learned it, he opened his book, read it and then wrote a summary to make it easier to memorize. In the midst of Asthma being focused, Bilal suddenly laughed while paying attention to the writings of Asthma, making Asma look up and look at him in wonder


"Why did you come laughing?" ask the judes


"How long did you learn to write?" Asma looked at his handwriting, then he cheated and tried to ignore Bilal who mocked him.


"Your handwriting is really ugly, Zahra. The 3rd grader had much nicer and tidy handwriting than that" Asma grasped her pen tightly, she glanced sharply at Bilal, who was not at all, it felt like he was stabbing Bilal's handsome face with that pen. Indeed he has a handwriting that is not neat, even Adil once said the handwriting of Asthma can hardly be read. but it does not have to be preserved like that, right?.


"That can be insulting, Ustadz. Sin" he said upset what else Bilal still laughs. Then Bilal took Astma's book and his pen. Bilal wrote the name Asma Azzahra there in Arabic script.


"Well, here's how it's written, neat, nice, right?" Bilal again handed over the book to Asthma making Asthma even more upset.


Asma crossed out her name scribbled Bilal with emotion even made her book to holes.


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Towards the end of the exam, Asma was getting excited, what else with Bilal who became his private tutor, set the Asthma schedule and what should Asthma learn, what else, he also taught Asthma a method of learning that he thought could quickly understand and memorize.


Asma felt that Bilal's guidance was not in vain at all.


Although Bilal sometimes upset her what else with her command tone, her sharp gaze and her flat face were.


But on the other hand, he regretted why Bilal had not come sooner before. That way he will always get good grades and be able to understand his lessons.


"Actually, if you want to be serious, instead of always joking, you can, Zahra, but maybe so far no one has guided you firmly so that you remain a slacker" Bilal said while listening to Alfiyah Asma's recitation. Asma smiled at Bilal's statement while continuing to chant his memorization.


Actually, Adil had tried to help Asthma, but he did not like it because Adil seemed cold, serious, and explained in dense words in teaching and it made Asthma uncomfortable, he said, aqilah and Aisha were too soft and slow. And for Asthma it is boring.


But with Bilal, for some reason he felt comfortable, he even followed everything Bilal ordered and could never refuse him even if he had to walk a little upset.


"Thank you so much for helping, it turns out Asthma's brain works well if Ustadz is guiding. Oh yeah, was Ustadz really assigned Abi to teach Asthma personally?"


"Yes, I can say that" Asma smiled happily at him. "What are your plans after graduation?"


"Of course, Asma wants to continue his education to the pesantren. God willing" Bilal smiled sweetly at the words of Asma, a smile that Bilal never showed before.


"Wow..." Asma exclaimed with a look of admiration for Bilal, making Bilal's smile disappear instantly and his countenance changed in astonishment.


"What is wow?".


"This is the first time Asma loi Ustadz smiled sweetly, Ustadz handsome you know "the bright praise of Asthma made Bilal want to laugh happily but he held it back and showed his flat face back as usual "Loh, he said, do not be stiff so again dong face, his handsome so reduced a little". his tease accompanied by a crisp laugh. Makes Bilal anxious and happy but he still controls himself so as not to pinch the cheek of the adorable Asthma.


"Did you always say such things to your teacher, Zahra?" he asked in a dislike tone, but Asma responded with a ignorant smile.


"It looks like it's not. You see, there's no one as handsome as Ustadz Bilal" once again, Bilal became misbehaved with that praise, Bilal, he tried to turn his gaze on the wall in the living room and hoped Asma was unaware of his expression. Then he tried to regulate his heartbeat that raced very fast as if he was racing. "And Abi Ustadz gave the perfect name, Muhammad, the greatest Apostle and Prophet, the most noble and perfect man. Yusuf, already a prophet, was handsome again, even making women slice his own fingers as it bewitched with his good looks. And the last Bilal, the beloved friend of the Prophet, had a strong faith, the point is wow deh"


Instead of thanking Asma's praise at length, Bilal even knocked Astma's head with a pen making Asma grimace and looked at Bilal with a sullen face.


"Don't hit the head, Ustadz. This head came out first to know." protested it with swollen cheeks and pursed lips irritated.


"But specifically you do not, you will be born surgery, not yet the time out you even want to come out "the answer Bilal makes Asma gaping in disbelief, because he was born surgically, because he was born surgically, he was born, at that time, Ummi was only 8 months old, but her Ummi fell in the bathroom, making her have to undergo a cesarean section to save her baby.


"kok Ustadz know ?"


"I know everything, and one more thing, if you find something amazing, don't say Wow, but say God...."


"Hehe yeah too, forgot"


"It is like forgetting, what about the memorization of your book "


"That would forget. Now there's Ustadz helping Asthma" Bilal glanced at Asma a glance and then he turned his face away.


"Enough for now, because the exam is over, it does not mean you can be light, as well as you stay focused on your rote" Asma gave her thumbs up the sign she would follow Bilal's orders. But once again Bilal instead knocked Asthma's head with a pen, making Asthma glare annoyed.


"Now what else is wrong Asthma?" her question did not accept Bilal's treatment


"Is giving a thumbs up to the teacher polite?" Asma immediately fell silent, looking at Bilal who was currently also staring at him. But a moment later, Bilal quickly turned his face, making Asma also lowered her head in shame.


"Sorry" he said, although he did not know sorry for giving a thumbs up or for colliding with Bilal?


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Tbc.....