Pursuing the Love of Mr. Ustad
Do you want to marry me?

After finishing the morning prayers of the santri and the ustadz returned to activity, while Rayyan still helped some students to clean the mosque.

"Sorry ustadz can talk for a while" said Maysa who stood behind Rayyan, Rayyan immediately turned her body to face Maysa.

"Eh May, what's wrong?" Ask Rayyan

"His memorization... "

"Oh yes, later in my room yes, you first, I finish first rolling this carpet, I will follow" said Rayyan who was immediately agreed by Maysa.

"yes, so I wait in the room of Mr. ustadz huh? " With a little stuttering Maysa assented.

"yes" said Rayyan with a smile that adorned his face and it instead made Maysa misbehaved to the point that the girl hit the door of the mosque "DUBRAK!"

"Be careful" cried Rayyan but Maysa had already hit the door of the mosque

"Aduuuuuhh!" Maysa complained by holding her forehead. Rayyan immediately approached her and cupped Maysa's head,

"try to see? it hurts like hell?" Rayyan who missed his attention also made Maysa again fixated and momentarily forgot the pain in his forehead.

"It's just dumb!" Rayyan immediately pulled Maysa out of the mosque.

They walk with Rayyan's hand holding Maysa's hand tightly, Maysa walks with a flowery mind as it gets the attention of the handsome ustadz of her idol.

Arriving at Rayyan's room, Maysa sat on the sofa while Rayyan was seen opening a drawer and took out a P3K box from the drawer, Rayyan immediately brought the P3K box to Maysa's side and also treated the bruises on Maysa's forehead.

"ill? if the pain says yes! I will be more careful" Rayyan said by compressing a bruise on Maysa's forehead, the girl felt no pain at all, his eyes stared at Rayyan's shady face which was not as usual.

"Is it because we're getting married? mr Ustadz is this kind of concern?" Maysa asked but in a very shrewd tone. Rayyan cleaned up the P3K box and then closed the door and sat down next to Maysa.

"Is today like this to you?" Looking at Maysa Rayyan's face, she asked.

"eh.. not really, but the usual ustadz often angry when being with me" explained Maysa carefully.

"That's because of me... " Rayyan sighed and averted his gaze, then he looked again at Maysa's face which was still patiently waiting for an explanation from Rayyan.

"I'm jealous, not since when but I don't like every look you're with other men" Rayyan said at the end of the day.

"Jealous?" With wonder Maysa asked.

"Yes, I'm sorry if I'm always angry" Rayyan said by grabbing Maysa's hands and grasping her gently, Maysa can only obey her, the girl was still confused by all the thoughts she had in her cerebellum.

"May's? for our marriage decision" Rayyan paused for a moment her speech, and it made Maysa stare fixedly at the man in front of her as if waiting for her continuation, but Rayyan instead lowered her face.

"Sir ustadz doesn't approve of her? why silent? I could accept whatever it was, she said" Tilting her head to see Rayyan's lowered face, Maysa asked in a soft tone. Rayyan sighed and then looked at Maysa.

"Honestly, in my heart, I am very pleased with the decision proposed by Fasha and approved by Abah" With a reddened face Rayyan turned her gaze away but Maysa held her back by stroking Rayyan's cheek for her to look back at Maysa.

"Then?" Ask Maysa who is still waiting for the continuation of Rayyan's outpouring of heart.

"I'm afraid if this pleasure is only me who feels it, honestly I'm afraid to reject May" explained Rayyan.

"Who will reject you?" Ask Maysa.

"So?" Rayyan asked in hopes that Maysa answered that she would not refuse him.

"I've expressed my heart if I'm not in the slightest against this marriage, I approve of it, then what about you May? do you want to marry me?" Rayyan asked with all her courage.

"Yes if Mr. ustadz has already agreed to this marriage, then I must also approve of him" with a slight awkward smile Maysa approved of him.

"Do you really approve of that?" Rayyan said excitedly but still able to keep his attitude, only the man in front of Maysa was repeatedly thanked to Him.

"She didn't say love to me at all, but instead immediately invited me to get married, the order is not right? it's an ordinary statement of love first, then a decision to get married, but why can't I refuse it" Inner Maysa who secretly saw Rayyan who was very happy that morning.

"Sorry mr. ustadz?" Get Maysa.

"No, don't call me that if you're both" said Rayyan, who turned back to face Maysa.

"Then? what do I call? We're 10 years old, should I call Om?" Temptation of Maysa with his ignorant nature.

"What's? Om? you think I'm that old?" Frowning his eyebrows Rayyan stared intently at Maysa, Maysa who saw him back looked at Rayyan and rose down one eyebrow, the sign of the girl confirming the question from Rayyan.

"Observe you!" Said Rayyan who was about to reach Maysa's body but the girl immediately shifted back to avoid Rayyan's hand "May!" Rayyan's growls.

"What?" Tempt Maysa with a mocking smile and as the girl stands intending to move off the sofa deftly Rayyan's hands embrace that slender waist and pull her, the, because I did not think that Rayyan would pull Maysa was dumbfounded and fell on Rayyan's lap.

"BRUG" With Maysa's elbow resting on Rayyan's chest and her palm on Rayyan's shoulder, Maysa who was afraid of falling still closed her eyes, and her, while Rayyan's hand holds Maysa's chin and raises her face to look up, from there Rayyan can see with a clean white face detail with lashes, lashes, a slightly pointed nose with pink lips that look sweet like Cherry fruit.

In Sana Rayyan slowly brought her face closer, while Maysa who felt this scene dejavu slowly opened her eyes and the girl was stunned when she saw Rayyan's eyes that were staring at her lips and slowly getting closer, he also felt Rayyan's heart rate getting faster.

Maysa's heart rate was even faster when suddenly the scene in her dream flashed in her brain, but as soon as possible the girl dismissed her "shouldn't this not be true" his inner self then awakened Rayyan by calling her.

"Sir Uss... " Unfinished Maysa uttered the word ustadz her lips felt smashed into a soft object gently, being surprised at the touch that Maysa widened her eyes, he saw Rayyan's eyes closed with bated breath and a bit of hunting, and the heartbeat that was getting faster, Maysa who was afraid to want more immediately pushed Rayyan slowly

"sorry "

"sorry "

Say them together "It doesn't mean... " Once again the word was said at the same time, Maysa also looked down embarrassed.

"haaaahhhhhhhhhhh... " Rayyan momentarily sighed

"Well, I'm sorry, but I'm also a normal guy... " Rayyan said to a halt, and Maysa looked at her as if she understood what Rayyan said.

"Yes, I understand, then I permit a farewell first" said Maysa who immediately stood from the lap of her prospective husband.

"Assalamu'allaikum" said Maysa, looking down in shame.

"Waalaikumussalam" replied Rayyan who was still sitting on the sofa.

Maysa walked out of Rayyan's room with a smile that indicated something was growing in her heart, but what was it? Maysa himself does not even know, for what his happy self is anyway Rayyan did not express love to her just invite her to marry to approve Abah's decision.

While Rayyan who is still sitting on the sofa feels unwilling if Maysa leaves her...

seriate...

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