Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 111

Nabil asks his Aunty Zahra to talk to his mother about Nabil's feelings for Mary, hoping that her mother understands and is willing to support and help her get Maria, Nabil said, Nabil hopes his Aunty Zahra can speak heart to heart to her mother.

Asma did what her niece wanted, she assured her sister-in-law that Maria was a good woman, only she had lost her way because no one was pointing the way at her, even Asma himself said he could never accept Maria when Faraz almost married her. Because Asthma feels sorry.

"I know, Nabil also often recounts how good his Mary, Asthma was. But Nabil is young, and I'm sure he can get a better companion"

"So you still can't accept Maria?"

"Maria herself could not accept Nabil because she loved Faraz. I don't like things going on in our lives"

Asthma can only sigh, because it's true what Shofia said. It's going to be hard because it's about the heart.

"I know, whatever you want is for the best of Nabil"

"I just hope Nabil can forget about Maria and focus on his career now"

"I agree, but the feeling can be forced to exist or be eliminated"

"I know, that's why I said I hoped"

Nabil who listened to the conversation was silent and could only sigh heavily and he was very disappointed. Nabil had often persuaded her mother so gently and tried to make her mother understand her feelings, but like her her mother's decision was already unanimous. And it's also true that her mother said, Maria might still love Faraz. Nabil smiled wryly at that fact and now he knew he should not hope anymore.

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Gaby has opened the case again Rossa, slowly Gabby land gather evidence and witnesses to find out the truth about the death of Atif Dagezi.

The trial was opened, Granny Amy even participated as a witness, but not with Amar. He will only come when it is really needed. Amar doesn't need his mother's freedom, all he needs is the truth of his father's death.

While Maryam who saw her husband always did not calm down was no longer able to hold back. He asked himself exactly what happened.

"It's nothing, honey. Just a little busy with some work" Amar replied as Maryam asked her. Right now, Maryam is helping Amar get ready to go to work. After putting a shirt and tie on her husband, now Maryam took his suit and put it on while asking.

"I think it's more of a job, actually I don't mean to be pushy, but I think maybe your burden can be a little less if you tell a story" said Maryam remained calm and then kissed the corner of her husband's lips "As a wife, I can feel that my husband is currently burdened with something"

Amar smelled a smile and then kissed his wife's forehead.

"Darling, have you ever hated someone?" amar asked while stroking Maryam's cheek.

"Often" Maryam replied with a small laugh.

"Oh yeah? Wh who? And why?" asked Amar enthusiastically.

"Many, and for many reasons. I used to hate one of my schoolmates because he bullies me sometimes, but I hate it just when it bothers me. I even hate the killer lecturer at my college, but yeah I hate him when he sucks and so much more" Amar stares confusedly at Maryam.

Maryam smiled and pulled Amar to sit on the edge of the bed, Maryam immediately understood this was her relationship with Amar's mother.

"I mean, hate it's human. Everyone hates because we have lust. But in addition, we have a conscience and common sense, so try not to harbor hatred, so that life feels peaceful, safe, peaceful and sentosa, taraaaaa" said Maryam with sparkling eyes and a wide smile while stretching her hands made Amar laugh amusedly.

"You can always make me feel happy." said Amar then kissed all over Maryam's face with anxiety to make Maryam giggle.

"Later in the afternoon I will go to the office, yes, bring lunch" said Maryam while taking her husband's briefcase.

"Yes, Honey. We had lunch together" replied Amar, once again kissing Mary's forehead and cheeks then her belly "Daddy work first huh, son. Jagain Ummi" he whispered.

"Be careful" said Maryam as she drove her husband down.

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"Nnnl..." Afsana opened the door wider and let her mother-in-law in, where Faraz had looked neat to go to work.

"Ummi, why don't you call Faraz if there is a need" Faraz said as he took his mother to sit on a long sofa by the window.

"Actually Ummi wants to give this to you" said Asma as she handed the map. Faraz took her, opened her and read her.

"House letters?" asked Faraz with a wrinkled forehead. Asthma nodded with a smile.

"Actually it's the legacy of the late Mbak Khadijah for you, he asked Ummi to give it after you got married" Asma said. Faraz was quite surprised to hear that, because Asthma had never told the will to her children.

"But didn't Ummi Khadijah die even before I was in Ummi's womb?" ask Faraz confused.

"Yes, at that time even Ummi did not know whether Ummi would have a son or a child, but Mbak told his legacy for Ummi's son. Yes, you know that the mother does not have any relatives other than Brother Hubab. Everything she has in her inheritance to her husband's son, you are Faraz"

Faraz could not say what, he was surprised and did not expect his father's first wife would give all her property to him who did not even know whether to be born or not.

"When can he give Abi Hubab as his heir because he's one of his families, right? Or Ummi Khadijah could give her as a charity on a foundation. Faraz thinks it's a little strange why he left all his possessions to people who don't exist"

Now Asma who does not know what to answer, because Asma knows Khadija gave her treasure to the Asthma child to make up for her guilt for the miscarriage of Asthma first. While both Asma, Bilal or other family members never tell it to their children. He never again brought up or talked about the faults of Bilal's first wife.

"Maybe she was sure that her husband would be blessed with a handsome son" Asma said at the end of her while patting Faraz's cheek with a smile making Faraz smile. "And his biological nephew was accidentally even part of his treasure" he continued then turned to look at Afsana and smiled widely, Afsana also smiled.

"So, what should Faraz do with that legacy?" asked Faraz then innocently made Asma laugh amusedly.

"Yes stay, son. Use the treasure as best you can" exclaimed Asthma.

Faraz and Afsana looked at each other. Asma looked at them in confusion.

"Do you want to buy your own house?" her question and Faraz immediately shook his head. He then clasped his mother's hand and kissed her.

"Actually Faraz and Ana had agreed to stay here, in this house, with Abi and Ummi. Faraz wants to leave Abi and Ummi, Faraz still wants to keep Abi and Ummi" Faraz said slowly and carefully. Because he does not know what Ummi will respond like. But Asthma immediately glazed glass and he stroked his son's cheek.

"Ummi's happy, Faraz. Ummi had thought he would stay alone with Abi, without Ummi's children. Because you're already married"

"Come on, Ummi. We will still take care of Ummi Zahra and Ummi Lita. We'll try to keep looking after you and be with you" Afsana hooked up and she hugged her mother-in-law.

"Thank you, dear" said Asma. Then he kissed his son's forehead and son-in-law alternately "But the late Madam Khadija may want you to occupy the house, unfortunately there will also be no occupying it all this time"

"Will definitely wear it, Ummi. What's next when we've been gifted a child"

"If the house is passed down to Faraz, that means Faraz has full rights over the house, right?" Asma nodded "What if the house made a place to live for Resto employees? tell them to pay for electricity with water. Don't take the rent, because their kasian, what else there are some of them who while financing his family. Maybe that helps a little "

"Good idea, it's all up to you, Faraz. That's your house, son" said the mother.

"What do you think, An?" faraz asked his wife's opinion.

"Truely said Ummi, it's a good idea" Afsana replied, which made Faraz confident in his decision.

After that, Asma went out of their room with a feeling of relief because she had conveyed the trust of her husband's first wife. And just as she had closed the door to Faraz's room, she was shocked by her husband pulling his waist straight away.

"Astaghfirullah, Bi... Want to make me a hanger?" asma grumbled while breaking away from her husband.

"Hehe, don't you, dear" Bilal replied with a cry "Where? Relieved?" bilal asked as he walked with his wife into the room. Asma stopped her steps suddenly which almost made Bilal hit her.

"Alhamdulillah, be relieved" replied Asma smiling widely.

"Now ready to be ready, we are too late" said Bilal because this morning the two were invited to the wedding of one of the santri alumni at the Al Hikmah boarding school. Asthma nodded and immediately prepared to be ready. While Bilal is ready to wait downstairs.

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Tbc...