Not the Cool Wife
65

Sapphira had returned to school even though she was late from her usual hours, but she had a reason if she was looking for a book for schoolwork.

"I'm brilliant, right? hahaha.kamu is indeed smart Fira."the monologue is alone while entering his room.

"Where have you been fir? how come I'm just getting home at this hour?" ask Julia her roommate.

"The other night." continued Eli who is also his roommate. Eli was very sorry for the behavior of Fira, only a few months they were friends but they were already very sorry for their respective characters.

"Can't lie fir, sin tau." advice Julia.

"Hahaha.gok, it was again a book for the task, all of you drowned drinking water. Aren't you?" laughter broke. He is not entirely lying, he is looking for some books for his schoolwork, even while washing his eyes.

"Yes, let's go to the musholla, and then ashar." take Julia who was ready to go to the mosque.

"Gue's on leave" said Fira and fell to his bed.

"Lho's no longer lying, is he fir?" Eli squinted his eyes suspiciously.

"Buset dah, no way my wayward, my way will not be my duty" said Fira did not accept while throwing Eli with a pillow.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean." Eli laughed.

"Yes we're gone first." Julia and Eli leave Fira.

"Fir, wakeup. It's not good to sleep after Ashar." Julia shook Fira's slumbering body, Those who had just returned from the congregational ashar prayer and listened to the short lecture from Ustadz Yusuf were astonished to see Fira sleeping.

"hemm." said Fira but reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Nih Siram aja Jul, let him realize her." suggested Eli jahil while giving a dipper filled with water on Julia

"Eitss. I Uda wake up yeah." Sapphira immediately jumped up, only to make Julia and Eli laugh.

"Fira, Fira." Eli and Julia shook their heads at Fira's behavior.

Fira, Julia and Eli went to the laila ustazah room to deposit memorization, they walked in tandem.

"you know, Gus zayyan is going back to these ponpes."

"Areally?, uhhh can't wait to see Gus zayyan."

"Yes, listen listen he'll settle down and teach here."

"Thank God, thank God that Gus Zayyan would like to teach here "

Such was the whisper of the santriwati that Fira heard. Even along the way the santriwati continue to talk about Gus zayyan.

"Zayyan gus? who her? from earlier people really talk about him." asked Fira to his two friends.

"Gus zayyan is the son of Kyai Anwar fir." replied Julia.

"Ooh..." Fira just ber oh ria.

"Gus zayyan is young, handsome, again, that's why the sisters admire Gus zayyan." Eli timpal said.

"Including you?"

"If you can be honest, yes, but we realize who we are not Jul" said Eli.

"He'em.." continued Julia, they continued to talk until not far away they reached the office of Laila's ustazah.

"You guys go first yeah, I'm going to the toilet right now." Fira held her stomach.

"Why fir?"

"Ah...It's leg." Safira rubbed her stomach feeling relieved to have completed her wish. "For the cilok was sure." he muttered while walking half-running to catch Eli and Julia, he was afraid that they were done but he had not returned.

Bugh..

"Aww.." Fira staggered down because she hit someone. Then he stood up while rubbing his pan**t that hit the floor. "It's a clay dong" he said sarcastically to a man standing in front of him.

"A.you?

"E..Lo?

They said compactly, they were shocked to meet again.

"What's going on here? Lo nguntitin me?" fira sarcas.

"Hey, that should be me. What are you doing here?" the man replied relaxed.

"Gue's here? yes, my place of residence is here. And you better go home, I do not permit om om kayak you know come to the dormitory princess." added Fira peed her lips.

"What right have you denied me?"

"A.was. I'm Kyai Anwar's son-in-law, so I have rights."

"Ha?? not wrong?" His forehead wrinkled in wonder, his heart asked could Ustadz Yusuf marry the boy in front of him? "Wait, ustadz Yusuf is married, and it's not you, is it?" ask her to know.

"Well, I'm Gus zayyan's wife, Kyai Anwar's second son."

The man scrunched his forehead, he shook his head to see the girl in front of him lying.

"We're santriwati here, right? and you're still in school, so there's no way, I can't believe it. And one more thing, I don't know if ustadz zayyan is married" he said, wanting to know what other lies he would hear.

"We were married suddenly, because we had an incident that required us to get married" he said half a whisper.

The man gawked at Safira's words, while kneeling his temple. He never thought he could meet again with a strange woman like Fira. He laughed smirk

"Why? you already understand now, right?, and you should know per_" his speech stopped because someone called the name ustadz zayyan.

"Zayyan gus! Assalamualaikum." said one santriwati approaching.

"Waalaikumsalam" Zayyan replied while looking at Safira who looked in shock.

Sapphira's reddened face held in shame, "G..Gu..Gus zayyan?" he said he saw santriwati as if asking for an explanation.

"Yes, this is Gus zayyan son Kyai Anwar."

Sapphira covered her mouth with her hands and lowered her head, zayyan who saw the nervousness and shame of Safira just smiled laughing.

"Mampus me," inner Sapphira.

"I go first assalamualaikum" said zayyan and passed away.

Safira looked at the back of Zayyan who walked away with a chaotic heart, he had made a mistake already claimed to be Gus zayyan's wife ternayata his person was in front of him.

"Mampus me, stupid very Lo fir" his grunts while patting his head annoyed. He kept mumbling about his stupidity.

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.Seriate.