Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 10

"Amorah..."

Again and again, the dream of his little sister's death disrupts Amar's sleep. He woke up again with bad breath and cold sweat on his temple.

Amar rubbed his face, glancing at the clock on the wall in his room which showed at 9:45.

"Sial" he said because he really had bad luck.

Amar immediately rushed to the bathroom, looked back at himself in the mirror.15 years passed, and his pain was still the same every time he remembered how his little sister had died because of his mother, and his mother, even his father died at the hands of his mother.

The woman who was supposed to give Amar everything, but took everything away from Amar.

Emotions re-peaked in his soul, sometimes even disgusted at him for flowing the blood of a prostitute and a murderer.

Amar's view captured a scissor, he was about to take it and re-express his emotions by injuring him. But just now he was going to do it, suddenly there was a voice of his grandmother who was immediately followed by a knock on the door of his bathroom.

"Amar, are you inside? Cepetan shower her, there's Maryam downstairs"

Immediately Amar opened his eyes wide, not believing what he had just heard. He immediately put down the scissors and opened the bathroom door.

"Granny, why did Maryam come here? How does he know my house?" her question was curious but there was a hint of happiness in her eyes.

"She returned the wallet Granny left behind in her restaurant" replied her grandmother who immediately got a suspicious look from Amar.

"Bobby must be telling you something, right?" the accusation that his grandmother ignored.

"If you don't want to meet Maryam already, she already wants to go home. Yes, it's Saturday, right? Holidays"

Said Granny Amy who actually gave the code to Amar who was immediately arrested by Amar.

"Five minutes, only five minutes. Please ask Maryam to wait" Amar asked enthusiastically to make her grandmother laugh at her.

"Three minutes" exclaimed the grandmother then immediately came out of her grandson's room.

Below, Granny Amy sees Maryam who seems confused because the waiter serves her like a very special guest.

Serving drinks and snacks that he said were all from abroad. Even the butler came and offered if Maryam wanted a drink or special food, they could make her or order her immediately.

"Look, I just came here to deliver the wallet Granny left behind, the water alone is very enough" said Maryam while staring at some kind of snack in front of her that looks foreign to her.

"If we can present something more special, why only water can be obtained from anywhere" said the butler "Oh yes, Miss. It's candy from Malaysia, Mr. Amar bought it last month while on a business trip there. While this chocolate from America, Granny Amy bought it while on vacation there. It tastes great and is definitely addictive"

"It's dangerous, if I'm addicted, do I have to go to America to buy it? So it would be better if I didn't taste it at all, the cost to America was very expensive" Maryam said with a chuckle and made the servants also chuckle.

Granny Amy laughed with Maryam's joke, and she immediately sat down beside Maryam, took a packet of chocolate and handed it to Maryam.

"That's no problem, Maryam. If you want, we can go there every week and shop for this delicious chocolate" said the grandmother lightly made Maryam again chuckle.

"If in the tube, the cost can make business capital again"

"No fare required, Miss Maryam. The Degazi family owns a private jet"

"Huh?" Maryam opened her mouth wide with very cute bulging eyes, making the servants laugh with Maryam's reaction.

And along with that, Amar went down with his casual clothes. For the first time, Amar saw there was laughter in his house, usually the servants would only look down with his flat face, but now Maryam made them laugh.

"Hey... Eh Assalamualaikum" said Amar when approaching Maryam, making Maryam laugh because like his greeting is not the custom of Amar. But along with Maryam's laughter, the laughter of the servants was immediately destroyed, they immediately lowered their heads and immediately left Amar.

"Greetings" answered Maryam.

"Em have you had breakfast? I mean, maybe we can go have breakfast or have the waiter make breakfast?" said Amar Basa stale who even get a plot from his grandmother.

"What time is it so Maryam hasn't had breakfast? So early in the morning wake up, do not sleep continuously" his grandmother's his sizzle back to make Maryam smile amused.

"Loh, you just woke up?" tanya Maryam and Amar nodded "Not yet dong dawn prayer"

"Eum..." Amar could not answer, he even forgot when the last time he prayed, Amar scratched his nape then shook his head while pointing a smile that even looked like a ringing.

"The dawn prayer first gih. Oh yeah, I'll say yes"

"Why hunt? It's Saturday, you're not gonna have college hours, right?" ask Granny Amy.

"That's it, Granny. Usually Maryam helps work in a restaurant or teach in a boarding school" answered Maryam

"If so, would you like to nemenin Granny the way? Granny has long been bergaga way out and go shopping, because all this time Amar was just busy printing money and money to forget with his poor grandmother" Amar grimaced to hear the cruel slander of his grandmother, but was elderly but could still lie smoothly, he thought.

During this time Amar took care of his grandmother very well, more concerned with his grandmother than anything.

Maryam was about to refuse, what else she just permission to go to deliver the wallet, Maryam sure her mother must be waiting for her to come home.

"Sorry, Granny. Maryam only permission to go briefly with Ummi, if Maryam does not come home, fear Ummi worried" said Maryam.

"Simple, we all take your mother for a walk" exclaimed the grandmother trying to convince Maryam.

"Emm.that's..."

"Yes, but let Amar go to dawn prayer first" said Maryam makes Amar confused because he had forgotten what he should read in his prayer.

But Amar immediately rushed to his room, took ablution, then looked for his love in the closet.

Then, armed with the Internet, he tried to carry out mandatory prayers that he had ignored all along.

And when the first takbir, Amar felt his heart like it was shaking, his mind was like being moved on something he did not understand. And when he mentioned the name of his Lord and his greatness 'Allahu Akbar' Amar's tears dripped without him noticing, his heart was like turbulent.

Amar finished his prayers a little difficult as he had to keep glancing at his cell phone and see what readings he should read and in any movement.

And when he finished his prayer, for the first time Amar felt like there was an object lifted from his heart and mind, he felt calm.

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"'Hi' is just a greeting, while the greeting is more than that, there is a prayer in it, which means may salvation be with you. That's why saying greetings is so much better than 'Hi' or 'Hello'"

Maria who heard the words Faraz mangut mangut only, she asked why Faraz always say hello when meeting someone or when separated. For Mary the word was too long and complicated if only to say hello, and Faraz's explanation amazed her.

"Assha.assalam... What's the continuation of that?" maria asked that made Faraz smile amused because it was like teaching a child.

"Assalamualaikum" Faraz said it slowly and clearly.

"Assyn... Assalamu.. Alaikum?" Faraz nodded then said.

"Yes, and the answer is waalaikum salam"

"Is your religion only long and complicated?"

"It was very short and simple. Maria, are you still interested in religion?" Faraz asked doubtfully. He glanced at Mary and Mary still shook his head "Why?" ask Faraz wonder.

"My mother was very devout in worship, but she still died. My mother told me God was loving and would always be there for us, but after my mother's death I was alone, and even God didn't help me when Daddy hit..." Maria immediately closed her mouth, she did not want to tell anyone that her life was very sad because it was always a release of her father's emotions.

" Daddy spanked? Did your father hit you?" faraz asked while occasionally glancing at Maria then refocused on her steering wheel.

"Not" Mary shook her head "I mean, yes she hit me as a child, God should have prevented that if He did exist"

"God exists, Mary. And if we are hurt by someone, then it is just a test of whether we are patient or sincere. And about dying, all living things must die, no one's immortal"

"But does a 10-year-old girl deserve that much testing?"

"God does not test the appropriate or not, but God tests all his servants who must be able to pass the test, because God will not test His servant beyond the limits of his ability. As you said, you can still survive and go this far even though you do not believe in God, because God believes you must be able to pass the test"

"But, Sir. It feels like God is so cruel to have to test a little girl"

"Are you in kindergarten?" Mary frowned at the perverted question but she replied with a nod "Did your teacher test you?"

"Of course, he sometimes even punishes students who don't do their jobs"

"Then your teacher is cruel too. They're just kids"

"Yes ingga, sir. If you are interested in the love of the exam, how can students go up to the class and continue to the next level"

"But not need to be in the law too, although not doing duties, the name is also a child's child"

"Yes, if you are taught to be responsible from small, what will be the big later" Maria replied, but she immediately looked at Faraz with her eyes squinting, like him he has begun to understand where the next conversation "Wait, don't say religious rules are also that?"

Faraz laughed amusedly at the response of Mary who had begun to understand Faraz.

"Exactly" Faraz replied "The test is there to test your abilities and look to your wilt for a better level of life"

Maria cut off her lips and still disagreed with Faraz's argument.

Then Faraz parked his car in front of a large library

"What are we doing here, sir?" ask Mary to be curious.

"We're going to look into the history of how many children are suffering in this world"

"His maxdu?"

"Later you know too"

And Maria was only able to follow what her boss told her, but she said Faraz invited Maria out because she wanted to meet one of his clients.

But why even look for a history book, thought Maria.

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Tbc...