Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
The Part 23
After Friday prayers, Faraz did not return to his office, he wanted to take his sister to lunch and shopping, but Afsana said Maryam could not come because she was at Amar's house with ummi Zahra.
Then Faraz still picked up Afsana and took her to lunch, also happened to work because Friday there was no class, so Faraz also brought Maria.
"Hi" Sapa Maria who sat in the front seat on Afsana who got in the car and sat in the back.
"Hi" Afsana also greeted with a friendly smile.
"What do you want to eat, Dek?" faraz asked while glancing at Afsana from the windshield.
"What, sister" replied Afsana.
"Okey, we're eating at a Japanese restaurant, how?"
"Yes, good idea. I've long ago Ana did not eat Japanese food" exclaimed Ana happy.
Along the way, Afsana, Maria and Faraz kept chatting, and as Afsana and Faraz talked about their childhood, they seemed very happy and laughed.
And inexplicably, Mary felt jealous at Faraz and Afsana's closeness. They are so warm and cheerful.
Afsana also told me that every time he came back to his village and met Rafa, Faraz often fought with Rafa every time Rafa approached Afsana and Maryam. But Rafa patiently understood Faraz and relented, and in the end Faraz got lost to his older cousin and they got along and said that they were all brothers.
While telling the story, Maria noticed Afsana from the car windshield, and Afsana looked very beautiful when smiling, as if her eyes were also smiling.
"We've arrived"
The word Faraz disperse the reverie Mary who turned out to be dreamy since earlier.
"Loh, Brother. How do you park here?" asked Afsana because the restaurant was still across the street.
"The parking lot there is full" replied Faraz, Afsana was looking around the restaurant and the parking lot was full. No wonder, lunch hour.
When getting out of the car, Faraz gets a call from Rian, so he tells Afsana and Maria to cross first.
The crowded streets at mealtimes like this make it difficult for them to cross.
"Come, An.." exclaimed Maria because now there is a gap to be able to cross.
The two begin to cross over and Ana's vibrating phone catches the girl's attention and she checks her phone, and meets it...
"Medicine..."
Afsana was very surprised because Faraz suddenly pulled her even her cellphone until it fell.
Almost a bike hit the girl if Faraz didn't pull her.
"Darling, what do you do? Hm?" faraz asked worriedly while holding onto Afsana's shoulder. It seemed obvious to the worry in his eyes.
"Ana has nothing" replied Ana slowly, she was still in shock and even made her body tremble. Faraz picks up Ana's phone that fell down and the look to worry turns to anger.
"How many times do you have to say, don't play cell phones on the street, Ana" she said.
He was very worried about Afsana who crossed while playing a mobile phone while there was a bike speeding towards him, thank God Faraz could save him in time.
Maria silently stared. He walked side by side with Afsana. If the bike hit Afsana, it could hit him too. But Faraz saved only Afsana, which Faraz feared was only Afsana. Faraz just called Afsana's name.
Maria felt stupid for feeling something she wasn't wearing in her heart.
He thought of course Faraz would protect Afsana because she was his sister, why should his heart be concerned about it, his mind cried out inexplicably.
"Come on" cried Faraz on the two women who are not his muhrim "Keep your phone in the bag, this is the last time you play the phone while on the street or brother will throw away your phone" firmly Faraz who makes Afsana shudder in horror and immediately put the phone into his backpack.
Both of them entered, and immediately ordered their favorite food. And once again Mary is shown with the closeness of Faraz and Afsana when they both know what their favorite foods are, even to what their way of eating is like.
"You look like siblings, very close" said Maria "I never had a brother or a cousin" he continued.
"Let's say I'm your brother" Afsana said with a big smile. Seeing Afsana smiling, Faraz rubbed Afsana's head wrapped in a white headscarf.
"Well, is Maryam not enough as your sister?" joking her.
"Yes not that, brother. But the more brothers the better, yes brother se homeland" said Afsana because it is impossible he said suadara seagama.
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A high fever suddenly attacked Amar, even his body shivering. Amar felt someone covering him, then he felt something wet on his forehead.
The shadow of his past continues to spin in his mind, making Amar continue to mumble the name of his sister and father.
Amar tried to open his eyes as he felt a soft caress on his head, and the first thing he saw was a woman who made him have to see his mother after 15 years and ended up making Amar down like now.
"Aunty..." Amar tried to sit down but Asthma prevented him.
"What the hell, don't get up. You have a high fever, so Auntie compresses"
Amar was still staring in disbelief at Asthma, so it wasn't a dream, he thought. Umm Zahra was indeed stroking her hair and covering her. Treat Amar like his son. Things that a mother should do and that Amar never felt since childhood.
Then, Maryam came with food in her hands, making Amar frown, he looked around her and he was sure it was her room, and the last thing she remembers is just her Abi Maryam bringing her home from prison.
But now why are the mother and the child there and taking care of her?
"Em you guys, what are you doing here?" ask her at the end.
"So you fainted in the car, and then you got a fever and chills, so we took you home" Asma replied.
"Fainted?" the question was to himself "I never fainted before him" replied Amar "Sorry to bother" he said regretfully. Amar always looks strong, tough and arrogant, he never looks weak in front of anyone. But in front of Maryam and her family?
They saw Amar's entire weakness, weak and helpless.
"Thank God you're awake" this time Granny Amy comes "How are you, Amar?"
"I'm fine, don't worry" replied Amar.
"Oh yeah, you better eat. Your grandmother said since morning you haven't eaten" Asma said, taking a bowl of chicken soup from Maryam's hand. Amar tried to sit down and when he raised his hand to take the soup, his hands trembled.
Either because of her trauma or because of hunger, considering it's almost two in the afternoon.
"Sial" wrote Amar in his heart, why all his weaknesses must come out now, in front of his future wife and future in-laws again.
"Let Aunty aja" said Asma who saw Amar's hand trembling.
"Tante wants to bribe me?" great-grandson Amar, between shame, prestige and unkindness.
"Why? You expect Maryam to kiss you? Unfortunately it will not happen" said Asma with her bar bar makes Amar so misbehaved, while Amar and Granny Amy just mengawum smile.
"No, Aunt. I mean, um I can eat by myself" he said half a whisper. Not supporting the woman who looks graceful in front of her was able to speak clearly.
"What the hell, your hands are shaking, after all you are in this condition because to fulfill my request"
And Amar remembered the woman he met in prison. It was not at all his mama, his mama whom he remembered was very beautiful, neat, his body contained inversely proportional to the one he saw. But his voice, his voice was still exactly the same.
But Amar didn't want to think about it, he couldn't. It was like tearing back a wound in his soul.
"Let's open your mouth, don't daydream!" asma's decree rules Amar. And for the first time in life, Amar is at the command. The corner of Amar's lips was attracted forming a faint smile. Apparently not only Maryam brought about a new change in her life, but also her mother. Amar opened his mouth and Asma fed him a spoonful of chicken soup.
Amar was silent for a moment, he was never bribed by his mother since childhood, because his mother was always busy with her socialite friends, she said, so Amar and Amora are only in foster care of her baby sitter or her grandmother. That is what makes Amar and Amora so close, because Amar is more to keep her than his mother, however, Amar still loves his mother until the tragedy destroys love and replaces it with extreme hatred.
Amar's eyes are hot, no! No cry. His soul screamed so as not to look weaker.
Once again Maryam's mother fed Amar. Amar accepted her gladly, and deep in his heart, he felt like a child because of his mother's bribe.
"Em Nor's cooking is delicious" said Amar, Nor is the waiter in charge of cooking at his home. Before her she praised her grandmother at dinner because she thought her grandmother was a cook but turned out to be a waitress.
"Foolish kid" exclaimed her grandmother hitting Amar's shoulder hard enough to even make Amar grimace "That's Maryam's cooking"
"Huh?" Amar could only open his mouth wide, now his face must have been flushed red from embarrassment.
"Why am I always wrong to praise people anyway?"
While Maryam only laughed a little, and Asma snorted annoyed because her son's cooking was in the mistress's cooking.
"Sorry" said Amar slowly.
"What the hell" answered Maryam "Oh yeah, I'm the same Ummi should go home"
"Let the driver take you"
"That's it, Abi picked me up. Abi came home because he wanted to pray Friday"
Amar nodded in understanding. Then Asthma put the bowl of soup on the table.
"We go home first, Amar. Hope it heals soon"
"Tante.." call Amar when Asma and Mary are leaving.
"Yes?"
"Thank you very much" Amar said in a slightly trembling voice. He wants to cry haru, he really hates the figure of the mother, every time he heard the word mother, which comes to his mind is the figure of his mother. He even hated when Maryam always praised her mother. But it turns out, this is the figure of Maryam's mother, deserves Maryam praise her.
"The same" replied Asma with a beautiful smile on her lips.
Amar looked at Maryam, but Mary only glanced at him as usual, smiling and soon passing from Amar's room.
Granny Amy drove them down, there Bilal was waiting.
"How are things?"
"He's much better, thank you very much" Granny Amy said "I don't know what to thank you guys, but really what you're doing is helping Amar, especially you, Lady Zahra. Thank you very much"
"That's not a big thing, Granny. By the way, Zahra alone is enough" said Zahra who immediately agreed with Amar's grandmother.
"We say goodbye" Asma said later.
"Thank you very much, Maryam" Granny Amy said as she hugged Maryam.
"Back the love, Granny. May Amar get better soon"
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Tbc...