Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 18

Arriving at home, Amar quarreled with his grandmother because of what was revealed by her grandmother in front of the family Maryam.

While Granny Amy says she must be honest, because sooner or later, Maryam's family will know that Amar's mother is alive. And they will certainly question it and will probably say that Amar has lied to them. Granny Amy said she should not keep anything secret from Maryam and her family.

But Amar disagreed, even Amar left the Maryam family when their conversation was not finished.

Because everything about his mother is unacceptable.

While Maryam, Asma and Bilal still don't understand what's going on, everything seems pretty messed up, what else Amar who arrived left without the slightest courtesy while they had welcomed Amar's arrival well.

"Faraz's right, Bi. Don't take this seriously, and Maryam can't see her again" exclaimed Asma who is currently in her room with her husband.

"But we can't just judge people, Zahra"

"We are not at all judging the young man, he himself was like an uncivilized man, arriving and leaving, just bringing chaos" Asma said with annoyance "Again, anyway, there is nothing worse than a child who thinks his mother is dead while still alive"

"Maybe they have a problem, dear" Bilal tried to respond casually.

"What problem should I consider a mother who has given birth to her dead? Does he know how a mother struggles for her children" continued Asma who was inexhaustible with Amar.

"Already, don't keep thinking about it, we better rest now"

While in her room, Maryam could not sleep, she and Afsana actually eavesdropped on their conversation in the living room.

"A very tragic incident happened to a 13-year-old, can you imagine being in his position, Maryam? At first everything was fine, they were a very happy and perfect family, but the adoration of a mother was really unacceptable, what else was the betrayal was disgusting and terrible, in addition to the death of Amora, Amora, and also the death of his father which was caused by his mother Amar and it all happened before Amar's eyes, it really destroyed Amar's soul, and he hated his mother very much, even during these 15 years, we never once saw anything about her mother. He had no one to lean on, he thought he had to be strong and hold everything on his own, and when he needed an outlet, he would hurt himself"

Maryam went to the bathroom, she splashed water on her face, she stared at her reflection in the mirror and recalled the story of Granny Amy.

Granny Amy has told Maryam Amar's past when they first met at the restaurant, which is what makes Maryam willing to accept Amar, her close friend. But if it came this far, Maryam did not expect it.

Maryam herself can understand why Amar hates her hateful figure so much, but Maryam regrets Amar who left her parents in the middle of their chat that is still very hanging.

Maryam had no feelings for Amar other than sympathy. But with Amar who ventured to come to see his parents, admitting to his cage, it really touched Maryam's heart.

And now, he was very worried about Amar's situation. What if he gets frustrated and re-injures himself?

Maryam immediately returned to her room, took her cell phone and sent a message to Amar.

Me

"Are you okay?"

Maryam had sent the message, she could not wait for the answer, after a few minutes there was no reply, Maryam was about to send a message again, but it turns out the message before her has been read but like her deliberately Amar did not reply to her.

Maryam let him go and he immediately went up to his bed.

"May all things return to normal tomorrow"

Maryam went to college as usual, although her feelings were very chaotic what else Amar yy had not yet replied to her message. Maryam herself did not know why she was so anxious.

After getting out of her car, Maryam immediately rushed to her class but she was shocked by some of the people who came to her and asked about her relationship with Amar Degazi.

Maryam can only try to avoid but the man continues to pursue her, until Mary comes who immediately pulled Maryam and brought her to the ladies' room.

"Astaghfirullah, have they gone mad" murmured Maryam resentfully.

"They're not crazy, but your relationship with your sister's client is hot gossip right now"

"It was just a misunderstanding" Maryam replied as her sister suggested.

"Which media wants to know if it's a misunderstanding or not, what they want now is a statement from you" Maria said.

"So now what should I do?"

"You'd better go home, because besides journalists, college students are talking about you"

"My life is turning into a celebrity now" Maryam muttered softly with a gloomy-looking face making Maria laugh.

"Actually you're lucky, the owner of Degazi Corp wants to marry you, why do you even look moody"

"I've said it's just a misunderstanding, if it helps me get out of here, I want to go home"

"Okey" answered Maria "We're through the back door, is your driver still ahead?"

"Definitely gone home, usually he just nganter and pick it up" answered Maria still his gloomy face.

"Yes, I'll call you a taxi" Maria said.

After calling a taxi, Maria immediately drove Maryam out through the back door.

But had not been able to reach his taxi, the reporter had realized the whereabouts of Maryam, Maria quickly pulled Maryam ran and they immediately entered the taxi and told the driver to gas.

"Shit" exclaimed Maryam while holding her chest stubbornly due to panic, even her breath was now stinged. And it made Mary laugh again.

"This is the first time you've faced such a precarious situation, right?" ask while still giggling.

"Yes, before her my life was safe and peaceful"

"But why is there such a message? Are you dating Amar?"

"Astaghfirullah, Mary. Don't worry, the story is short, but it looks like it will be a long problem"

Maryam also tells how the gossip began, and Maryam also says that Amar was her first male friend, making Mary realize that her brother and sister are the same, and that she is the same, the same is the same as keeping a distance from people who are said not to be muhrim.

Along the way home, Mary and Mary exchanged stories, as if they were old friends and both seemed close. Maryam also realized that Mary was actually a pleasant person, Maria also told her first meeting with Faraz who turned out the cause was Maryam without Maryam knowing, makes a girl with a very similar name laugh.

When she got home, Maryam took Mary in and after pressing the bell, Maryam was a little surprised that her mother had opened the door.

"Assalamualaikum, Ummi" greeted Maryam and kissed her mother's hand, and once Mary followed what Mary had done she even said her greetings. Makes Asthma feel strange to this girl in front of her.

"Greetings waalaikum, Maryam. Why are you home?"

"On campus there are journalists, Ummi. So Maryam ran away. Ummi himself why not go to the restaurant"

"At the restaurant there are also reporters cariin us" said his mother was upset "Males Ummi was there"

Asthma brought the two girls in.

"It seems that it is not that easy to avoid as advised by Kak Faz" said Maryam.

"Come, Son. Oh yes, if you do not have work at home, we go to the boarding school, yes, there must be many things we can do"

"Can I come?" mary asked Asma and Mary looked at each other, but then both smiled and nodded.

"But if you don't mind, you should pack a closed outfit, because it's not polite to enter the pesantren environment with such clothes" Maryam said hesitantly, because Maria only wore tight jeans, indeed, t-shirt with a V collar that certainly shows his chest.

And once again Mary realized, that not only because Faraz a man asked Mary to wear a covered garment, she thought that it might be the rule of her religion.

"Yes, if you can pinjemin me your shirt again" said Maria with a faint smile.

Asma seemed happy to see Mary, and as Faraz said it was true, Mary was lost in the dark because no one was leading her.

In the boarding school, Maria who was dressed like Maryam complete with her hijab was comfortable, not hot as she imagined, even she felt like protected because her whole body was covered.

There Maria noticed a large building with a separate space, there were many young Muslim girls who when she looked at her were happy, the girl looked very sweet and beautiful. He also noticed how his students and teachers interacted, looking very pleasant.

Mary took Mary to her grandmother's house and canonized Mary.

"It's pretty" Umm Mufar praised her grandson's new friend "Are you here to help Maryam teach?" ask Umm Mufar who still does not know that Maria is non-Muslim.

"No, Grandma" answered Maryam quickly "The real Mary is non-Muslim"

"Oh yeah?" Ummi Mufar asked in disbelief, what else as he looked at Maria's very beautiful appearance with her shari'i "But she was dressed syar'i"

"That's Maryam's outfit, because Maryam thinks in a boarding school neighborhood should dress modestly"

"Yes, but you didn't force Maryam to dress like this?"

"Engga, really. Auntie"

"Why call Auntie? Just call Grandma" Maria smiled happily and of course she immediately nodded.

"Oh yes, I'm going to meet Laila first, you wait here for a while" asked Maryam and could only nod.

"Grandmother also has to go, do not hesitate here, son" said Ummi Mufar and now Maria is really alone in the living room.

Bored, he picked up a book on the table called Rabiah Al Adawiyah.

Mary read with great focus even she looked down. He was very impressed with the woman's story, and in the midst of his focus, he was surprised that someone landed his body next to her and then he leaned his back on Mary's back.

"Okay, Nyil. Brother's tired"

Maria immediately turned her head when she heard the voice she had memorized.

"Sir Faraz?" he called out slowly even half-whispering.

While Faraz, he immediately got up and his eyes bulged wide to see who was in front of him.

"Astaghfirullah's.... Astarghfirullah.... Astaghfirullah" murmured Faraz while holding his chest. Between believing and not seeing the figure of Maria and dress Syar'i.

"You...?" Faraz watched Mary from top to bottom. Beautiful, her heart cries out.

"Hehe, yes, sir. Minjem clothes Maryam, because Maryam said if here should wear clothes like gini"

Faraz was still trying to shake off his shock because he thought Mary was Mary, which is why he leaned on her, and upon realizing she was Mary, Faraz had to admit, she said, Maria looks very beautiful in Muslim dress.

"If he were a Muslim, God willing." Faraz said, admiring Mary's beauty.

"Sister?" Faraz immediately turned to his sister's voice "Aren't you working?" maryam asked as she walked closer to them.

"So big sister still has the same business as Rayhan's sister" Faraz replied trying to stabilize her heartbeat "Why can Maria be here?" asking her questions, Maryam also explained how Mary could come with her, Maryam also said she had to skip school for fear of meeting journalists, she said, her mother couldn't go to the restaurant because reporters were looking for her.

"While the cause of this problem is gone somewhere" Maryam said because Amar was still missing, Amar did not even apologize for his disrespectful actions that came home just like that, making Mary between annoyance and worry.

Meanwhile, Amar is still in his room, vertical alcohol to eliminate his frustration, his grandmother recalls Amar to the woman who was the cause of his sister and father's death.

And that, made the fragile soul of Amar back in the control of anger and hatred.

Flashbacks

After Amora's death, Atif and Amar both felt the loss of her life. What's more, the death of little Amora was so tragic and witnessed firsthand by Amar and his father. Amora's body was on fire, but Amar and his father felt their souls burned.

So did Rossa, Amar's mother. The woman was also devastated and could not believe that her only daughter was dead and it was because of her.

Rossa was discharged from the hospital to go to her husband and son, because only they currently belong to her.

Rossa came to Atif who was at the house of Granny Amy, he looked for Atif and found Atif in the room where his children were staying there.

"Yes..." Rossa walked limped because he was also seriously injured, Atif who saw the arrival of Rossa looked very angry, who was originally sitting in the middle of the bed while hugging his daughter doll, he immediately stood up, he immediately stood, step wide to approach Rossa who is in the doorway and without further ado

PLAAKKS....

One slap landed on Rossa's cheek which is still bruised due to the accident he experienced.

"Killer" his sis Amar's father was "Pelacur, murderer, get out of my sight" his his his hisses were sharp and Rossa instantly fell on his feet, crying and begging for mercy.

"I'm sorry, Mas. Please.." But Atif immediately kicked Rossa until he fell.

"Your betrayal may be a pardon to me, but my daughter's death..."

Atif turned his body and he took back Amora's doll, he hugged her, while crying he walked over to the window. Looked out and there were tears.

"Go from here before Amar sees you!" assertively, "Because he's really hostile to you"

But instead of her leaving, Rossa instead returned to her husband.

"Mas, please. Give me one more chance, I promise I'll be a good wife and mother" Atif reluctantly responded, all he could do was cry over the death of his daughter, it was still clear in his mind how the charred little body of his daughter, made his entire body tremble and his blood as if frozen.

While Rossa relentlessly begged her husband's forgiveness, and instead of her melt, her husband even more angry.

Once again Atif hit Rossa firmly to make the woman fall.

"You want a chance, huh? Go to hell! Ask the devil for a chance there" his his his hiss and now he gripped Rossa's slave firmly and made him stand, and without any hesitation, Atif immediately strangled Rossa with all his might, as he could, making Rossa unable to breathe, her eyes had turned red and shed tears.

Rossa tried to fight but whatever the power, his body was weak due to the accident, plus he was just a woman whose physical strength was nothing compared to men.

But with the rest of his strength, Rossa tried to escape by kicking Atif's stomach with his knees, making Atif groan in pain and retreat, but when he retreated he slipped and finally fell out of the window

"Mas Atif." cried Rossa who saw her husband had flown free from the second floor.

And along with that, Amar and the newly arrived Granny Amy from Amora's tomb saw how Atif fell with his head landing perfectly on the ground and had his neck broken, he also saw his mother up there.

"LADY...." Shouted Amar immediately ran over to his papa lying helpless with a leaking head and continued to drain blood nonstop. While crying a mouthful, Amar immediately held his father's head and put his father's head that was full of blood on his lap. So is Granny Amy, her one and only son...

"Ative, what happened, son" Granny cried and she immediately called the Ambulance "Hold on, son. You'll be fine" he said in a voice that was already shaking.

But Atif already looked helpless and he already seemed to be about to lose consciousness.

"Mas Atif." cried Rossa who had now come down and ran to her husband. But Granny Amy prevents him and pushes him away.

"You killed my granddaughter, and now you killed my son" Granny Amy shouted at her daughter-in-law "Go from here!" resolutely.

Rossa shook her head while crying.

"Mama, I didn't do it on purpose, Ma. Please listen first.... Amar, Honey. Trusting my Mom"

Rossa tried to get close to Amar but without looking at her mother Amar said in a hateful tone.

"You're a murderer, a whore. You deserve to die, it's better not to have a mother than a demon mother like you"

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Tbc...