Pesantren I'M In Love
jealous
today add one more episode ..mumpung there is time to make up.
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bismillah
"adudududakhhhh the fate of the single man..patience to Allah immediately..soon.." ustadz Rahman muttered to himself.
"oh bi ..umi so feel want young again deh.." said umi scooping rice.
I just blushed shyly ,
"salamaloret..."
" ha'alaikumsalam...."
"eh new manten ko has come home." asked umi, teh Nurul and ustadz Farhan back.
"so long time ago I still have a house too." Nurul tea
" this is the anti-nih...usil you yes.." Nurul tea pinched my nose.
I complain
"oh so anti sil.hahahaha" said ustadz farhan.
"thanks to anti a Farhan so suddenly have to buy new clothes.." annoyed Nurul tea.
I just smile grinningly "yesterday or tea to make fun ..how does it fit???" just plain
teteh's face reddened with embarrassment." What match ????it's a good fit for a fishing net at Abi's dam." Nurul's tea sat next to me.
Azam and the others laughed "priscil..priscil..There is just your behavior son, your whole life also never wear clothes soan, cobain mi.." pinta Abi.
"Abi....already old also want to have grandchildren, still feel young.." replied Umi.
"don't you always wear something like that again with A'a in the room???" ask teteh
I choked on the drinking water "uhuk..uhuk...ngga ihh...geli.." I said quickly.
"drink slowly.." Azam wiped the water that came out of my mouth with a tissue
" anti alone never wear, , , ' anti-love.." asked teteh.
" let..let what yes ...ahh already embarrassed here there bujang...bujang weathered..." I said while running away.
"what!!!!! look out for anti sil.." screeched ustadz Rahman.
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"completed ...ihhh hubby handsome deh hubby don't flirt there " I pouted while helping to put on a suit stelan on Azam who was going to Jakarta to attend salsa and bang Gio wedding and check out his restaurant and shop in Jakarta
"women hubby flirt outside if at home there are already women who are agangenin, women who make hubby klepek-klepek...let alone this woman can ferociously be hubby on boiled the same ukhti.." kekehnya.
I was singing my lips "seriously by...."
Azam swept my lips softly "it's so jolly hubby is the same hubby's wife this tough .." Azam was embracing my waist
"hubby likes to look for opportunities deh ,mesum..."
"already ahh hubby go first bang ustadz already waiting below.kalo more and more khumai can be hubby ga so go nih..pengen eat khumai.." I deliver Azam down.
"what's it going to bring home???" asked Azam I shook my head
"yes, it's heart at home do not go anywhere if you want to play with Sarah,ayu and cici just tell them to go home." his interruptions.
"yes by.." ever since I was pregnant and that fan letter Azam has been getting possessive of me.
"salama-title...." Azam peaked the top of my head
"wa'alaikum...."
according to Azam's orders, I invited the riot trio home to just watch a Korean drama accompany me at home
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days passed as usually Azam who was always busy with work and pesantren activities, Teh Nurul also returned to teach ustadz Farhan decided to continue his family business and also teach at ponpes
" assalamualaikum.neng Priscil in front of the courier who delivered the package !" said mang Darma
" yes for a moment." I got up from my seat and followed Mang Darma to receive a large cardboard package
"what is khumai???" ask Azam beside me
"it's a package of clothes that I ordered from a friend in Bandung.." I opened the box and took out one by one the items I ordered.
"dress???"
"yes t-shirt by.create a pesantren band...." I saw the size of a black t-shirt with a white Mujahid with 2 black pashmina and a black and white checkered shirt as a catchment of short-sleeved t-shirts
"wuihhh actually anti this sil.. mujahid hahahaha this band name ponpes.." asked bang ustadz who just joined.
"yoi bro ustadz.this is another child's proposal..."
"will the show stay a few more days ..."
"oh yes tomorrow is the event for orphans, right by the same distribution of basic necessities for people in need??" much
"yes in the pesantren mosque area, khumai follow ya.." pinta Azam.
"insyaallah.... "
the next ponpes gate is opened to the public because it will be held a ponpes party event invited an orphanage and some residents from the surrounding villages to receive compensation according to data from the local RT RW which would be lacking able, also do not forget some donors remain in ponpes AL-AMANAH
Abi said a word of welcome and prayer then the recitation of the holy Quran and the distribution of compensation ..all were so busy including me who helped
" khumai should khumai rest not too cape kasian dede twinsnya ...khumai have eaten and drink vitamins right ???" said Azam
"by already...." Azam forced me to come home out of worry ....
I felt my stomach a little cramp but I didn't mind it maybe because I was exhausted maybe with rest this will disappear....
tomorrow is the closing day of the series of milad ponpes events that closed with the stage of my students and band mates ponpes busy preparing for tomorrow.
I am now walking to the music room where Mujahid is assisted by Mang Darma carrying a large box
"salama-title...."
"wa'alaikum...."
"ckckckckckckck.take what sil.." asked ustadzah Fatimah.
" this is the costume for Mujahid worn yes..."
"Alhamdulillah..... Thanks sill!!!!! anti most the best pokonya..cihuy.." their cheers.
I shared and joked with each other until
it was almost Maghrib, I returned
tomorrow the show begins ....Azam, in addition to being a committee also became a participant because ponpes held inter-class competitions such as football, basketball, smart volleyball meticulously
and once I can only be a spectator on the edge of the field because Azam forbid me to follow activities that evenly involve physical activities plus loyal audience Azam who is loved by many people there are just giving towels, drinking and cheering Azam encouraged me to hold back my emotions all day
"ayo aki..akhi Azam spirit...."
"o Allah is this creature of God..."
"uh dong dikhitbah by aki...."
"khi uhhibuka's...."
that sounds like a pecking of senior men, then,nor junior especially when Azam's hair wet with sweat up and down and blown by the wind they were getting there I snorted annoyed and stomped my feet should I just go from here it feels like I want to eat this guy....
I sat in front of the music room while getting ready to perform
"sil...muka anti why, apparently is not friendly.." asked Fika.
" it's okay, again to eat people.." I replied ketus.
"ihhh anti cruel sil scared ana...."
"don't disturb the anti-chopping ukhti later same ukhti ,,,, not see it has come out smoke from his head mustadz Rahman
"what the hell bang ustadz...."
"anti camputur ya.hahaha why do not anti just follow the group of fans A'a there yells yell nyorakin A'a.." ustadz Rahman sitting in front of me.
"ihhh with level yes ....alay very.." my cynic.
"doi also like to be praised puja para ukhti..ngeselin.. pake spread the charm again bang ustadz ask to be beaten this, " said I.
"weww...fear.."chuckles again.
"bang ustadz wants to do here ,kalo just want to sneak doang mening away from here hussss.." kicked me out.
"bang ustadz sent for anti-same guard A'a fear of missing and fear of being naughty.soalya just anti ga there on the edge of the field he said"
"ihhh is guarded indeed a small child.lagian ngapain also rich who has no work aja bang ustadz want to be told rich that..."
"work is much, but A'a will be angry if anti left unattended, anger A'a is horrified.."he said.
"very bad anyway.he's delicious there same ukhti..
lahhh "
finally the various races finished and now it's time for the closing performance of our band of santri are in the airy surroundings some still gathered with their respective classes and relax relieve fatigue but immediately began to boisterous with my arrival and Mujahid
how not to get hysterical...Albert, Riski and Ridho looked really cool with a black t-shirt bearing Mujahid and a long-sleeved boxed shirt,sport watches and jeans plus black sneaker shoes and harajuku hairdo and extra earrings taped to the ear ,while Fika and I wear the same t-shirt and other shirts as well as black pashmina a little polish make up and black plisket skirt as well as white sneaker shoes ,we perform like a famous band band, who else if not me who became a wardrobe and hair pray their impromptu face even I follow become the face of the artist hehehehe pede
as soon as their boisterousness grew as we exited the music room and walked down the wind corridor we added to the amazing impression and kereennn with sunglasses perched on my nose and I took off my head is closed pashmina
" ukhti priscil ,ukhti Fika...."
" aki ridho..akhi Albert...."
"aghi riski ....."
"my idol..ukhti...piscil uhhibukki ...
screeches of santri
likewise, classmates Azam and Vito are now Azam who seems to fire a red beard like ready to explode.especially when his classmates praise me and adore me.
"we'll take a look at hubby.
"wahhh ukhti priscil makes your heart beat fast." said Ramdan immediately got a head toyoran from Azam.
"if ngefans are sportive dong zam.." he replied.
"this fix is smooth from here ana will mikhitbah ukhti. "the rumor from behind Azam.
"indeed the ukhti want the same between, the city people must be there already have a lover..."
"wah very happy aki who became his lover, if ana ta brackets will not be given out to take where afraid of being visited by other brothers...heheheh that is how their words increasingly make Azam hot bottles of mineral water that are held only until intangible in his crumb he chose to go backstage my daughter there .....
we went up to the stage to perform a song that made my spirit unwittingly carried away in an atmosphere of remembering the past ,,,,Albert bewitched the women there until hysterical
"salama-title...."
akhhh aki.......
TBC yes......😎😎😎😎