Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
Part 4's
Faraz gets a call from a foreign number and he ignores it, but the phone continues to vibrate enough to disturb him who is studying Sufism science with his father.
"Maybe it's important, just pick it up first" said the father. Faraz picked up the phone.
"Hello, it's me. I just want to get your money back, where should I drop her off?"
Faraz frowned while looking at the screen of his cell phone and he just remembered Maria.
"How are you doing?" it was precisely that question that came to his mind considering Maria who looked pale earlier this afternoon
"Should I take her to your house? Send me your address!"
Faraz had his temples in his mouth, for some reason the girl was really stubborn and rude. Why does the girl keep on fussing over money that's only a few hundred thousand.
"Look, if you meet someone on the street, just give him the money, let's say alms"
"meaning?"
"Out there, a lot of people need money, so if you don't want to take the money, just give it to the needy"
After that, Faraz disconnected his phone and refocused on his lessons.
"Who, Faraz? Why look upset?" ask his father while opening the book sheet in his hand
"Next, Bi. Strange girl, instead of thanks for being helped, even arrogant for forgiveness, besides that she said dhikr was a spell and did not know what muhrim is"
"Maybe he's non-Muslim"
"But cooks don't know that about other religions? Like people with religion"
"Thou can judge such a man, Faraz. Forget it, we should continue the discussion"
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His grandmother Amar, or commonly known as Granny Amy, forced Amar to come with him to see Doctor Gea, making Amar really upset until his blood felt up to the ubun ubun, even so, he could not refuse the request of the old woman who had cared for him since childhood.
I don't know why Granny Amy wants to see Doctor Gea again.
Arriving at the hospital where Doctor Gea worked, the two immediately rushed to see Doctor Gea in his room.
When the two entered, Amar was surprised by the person who had been the occupant of his mind.
"Is he a patient too? What mental disorder does he have?"
"Hello Doctor Gea" Granny Amy greeted him kindly and Doctor Gea greeted him.
"How's Granny doing? How was his vacation in his hometown?"
"Very fun. Oh yeah, who's this pretty girl? Is he your patient?"
"No, Mistress. I'm a psychology student. My name is Maryam"
"Damn, is he a psychologist?" I don't know why Amar cursed to find that fact. Or maybe he is afraid to meet a psychologist who can certainly know that his mental is not good.
Granny welcomes Maryam who extends her hand.
"May you succeed, son" said Granny.
"Thank you, I'm sorry. Doctor Gea, thank you so much for your time, this is very helpful"
"No problem, Mary. You can call me anytime if you need help"
After Maryam and Doctor Gea shook hands, the girl rushed out and only glanced at Amar at a glance, smiling as usual before leaving the room.
"So, what can I do for you, Granny?" doctor Gea asked Amar and Granny to sit down.
"I just want to know, until where my granddaughter developed, I've been in Pakistan for 3-4 months. I'm worried about my grandson"
"Come on, Granny. I'm no longer a kid who looks like Granny saw my development in kind of a Kindergarten"
His grandmother did not care about Amar who continued to grumble.
"He's still the same, Granny. But I'm sure he'll get better soon and his bad habits will disappear, because there's already a beam of light that's penetrated his heart"
"THAT MEANS?" unexpectedly, Amar and Granny asked simultaneously, making Doctor Gea chuckle.
"That girl, Amar. That wasn't the first time you saw her, was it?" Amar reluctantly replied, he could only avoid Doctor Gea's gaze "When looking at her even your arrogant gaze did not apply to her. There is something, right? "
"Absolutely nothing, and of course I don't stare at him arrogantly because he's not my enemy"
"Sure, because of him..."
"Excuse me.." said Amar cut off Doctor Gea's talk because his phone suddenly vibrated "Granny, I have to go back to the office, I'll tell people to pick you up later" Amar said
"No need, I'll drop off Granny, we'll have lunch later" Dr. Gea said.
"Alright, I go first" said Amar and he rushed out.
On the way, he still thinks of Maryam, she's just a waitress, but a psychology lecture at an elite campus like Parrish University?
Amar thinks maybe Maryam got a scholarship. Kasian is also the girl, if you have to work on the side while studying. His thinking.
"Bobby..."
"Yes, Sir?"
"Finding all the information of a student named Maryam, she attended Parrish University and also worked part-time at Zahra Resto"
"His last name, sir? Let's find it easy"
"If I knew I wouldn't tell you to look for information about him" replied Amar coldly which made Bobby can only swallow and disturb slowly.
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Maria dropped her tired body on a kusrsi on the side of the road, somewhere else she had to find work. While his money is getting thinner and thinner day by day. Feeling hot and thirsty, Maria flicked the map containing her cv in front of her face.
"If I had just died with Mom" he muttered, almost giving up
"Hope death is a sin, Miss"
"Well..." Maria was startled by the heavy, very familiar voice.
"Why do I always meet him"
"You looking for a job?"
"No"
"I saw my in my friend's office earlier"
Maria squinted her eyes, looking suspiciously at this man beside her.
"You're following me?"
"I wouldn't waste time on that, I just happened to see you here after my friend's office. Anyway, if you want to work with me..."
"No, thank you" Maria interrupted quickly, for some reason whenever she needed help, it was always the stranger who always showed up, or did the man follow her?
"When the salary is good, not including monthly bonuses, the work is light, will not interfere with your college hours"
Maria looked increasingly at the suspicious man who was none other than Sarfaraz.
"How did you know I was in college?"
"Did you forget where we first met?"
Maria recalled her encounter with Faraz who was of course at her college.
"But what job?"
"Become my personal assistant"
"What's your job?"
"Architect"
"I don't think that's my field"
"No problem, it's not your permanent job anyway, is it?"
Maria thought for a moment, now all she needed was money, whatever her job she should not care.
"No need, I'll send you my office address, come over tomorrow and tell you you have an appointment with Sarfaraz"
"Is that you?" Sarfaraz chuckled, she even forgot to tell Maria a yes name even after meeting a few times.
"Yes, I'm Sarfaraz" she replied.
And during the conversation, Faraz, who was standing beside Mary, did not look at Mary in the least, while Mary continued to stare at her.
"And one more thing, Miss Maria..."
"Just Maria, my name is Maria Genelia"
"Ehm all right, Maria. Come with a more polite appearance"
Mary looked at herself, she was already dressed very politely. Hair tied in a ponytail style, he wears a blue shirt with long sleeves that he folds up to the elbows, and a skirt with a length below his knees, high heels 5 cm was increasingly perfecting its appearance.
"Is there something wrong with my appearance?"
"Not for some people, and a big deal for others"
"It's really holy-suckers. It's important to work first"
"Alright, Mr. Sarfaraz. So what do I have to dress like?"
"It's not short and it's not tight"
Maria opened her mouth and rolled her eyes, she still did not understand, but that she would take care of later and ask Hira for help.
"Em all right"
"See you tomorrow, Maria"
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"Crazy, you hate him just because you don't want to get a shake hand?"
Hira asked while choosing some long-sleeved shirts and skirts for Maria to try, thankfully even though Hira was not a Muslim, but she still had some clothes covered.
"Yes his impression is like a holy pretentious that"
"Well, everyone has their own principles, Mary. Especially in religion, we should respect each other"
"Is that not excessive?" Hira shook her head then gave up some of her clothes on Maria.
"Did you have a long, covered shirt?"
"Had, some. But yes more short clothes, because it is simple and comfortable to wear. It's not hot anymore"
"Wait, what was his name?"
"Sarfaraz, he's an architect"
"Sarfaraz? Don't let him.." muttered Hira then took her laptop, and in the Google search engine she wrote Sarfaraz Yusuf's name "Is he her man?" asked Hira while pointing at the screen of his laptop which displayed a photo of Sarfaraz to Maria.
"Ha is right... But why is he on Google?"
"Gosh, Maria. He was quite famous, what else some famous people like Amar Degazi used his services as an architect. He's quite new to the business world but has attracted a lot of people, and more wow, he's a Hafiz since childhood"
"What person?" maria asked cluelessly as she shifted the cursor on her laptop and saw some photos of Sarfaraz that turned out to be quite ah errat, very, very handsome.
"Hafiz, he could memorize his religious scriptures before he was 10 years old.
"Everybody can memorize his holy book, right? What's so special about that?"
"Of course not everyone can, and he is from a very religious family, his extended family has a foundation to study religious science"
"Oh, deserved"
"Yes, so don't judge people for one thing. Oh yeah, bring me any suitable one"
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Stupidly, Amar had even deliberately come to the Zahra Resto again, only to see Maryam. He was very curious who the beautiful girl who attracted his attention when only three times met.
What else did Maryam attend an elite college, major in psychology, and just a waitress?
Amar believes the girl is not only beautiful but also smart, and maybe she went to college on a scholarship. If that's true, Amar is ready to help the girl.
"What message do you want, sir?" asked a servant who also looked Muslim, from what Amar saw, all the servants at the Resto was a woman and all her wearing a hijab and looked young.
Amar opened the menu, chose a few menus and ordered them, the waiter took note of them and asked Amar to wait for a while.
While waiting for his order, Amar dyed to every corner of the Resto which was actually very simple, he looked for the existence of the psychology girl.
And then the order came, but Amar still did not see the nose of the girl he was looking for.
He immediately enjoyed his meal because he had to return to the office.
When he finished, he called the waiter asking for his bill.
Gotchas! What appeared was the reason why he came.
Maryam hands the bill to Amar, and Amar pays more.
"That's your tips" said Amar who made Maryam stunned.
"Tips?" he thought, because all this time, only his employees who get tips, not him.
"Master, the one who served you since then wasn't me"
"No problem, it's for you. Oh yeah, we met. I am Amar" Amar extended his hand to get acquainted. But instead of welcoming Amar's hand, Maryam instead raised her hand and brought it closer to the forehead, gave a Pakistani greeting and said "Assalamualaikum" Made Amar dumbfounded not understand and not even answer the greetings Maryam.
"Aren't you Pakistani?" ask Maryam who saw Amar just silent "And I know you are Amar Degazi, indeed who does not know you" he continued along with a friendly smile and sparkling eyes. And of course, again and again it was like a spell of allurement for Amar.
"Ah... Yes" Amar immediately pulled his hand and he looked wrong "But I live in Indonesia so I will shake hands in Indonesian style"
"To be honest, I can't come into contact with you, sir. So I think giving your home country a special greeting is better, I hope you are not offended"
"Damn it, you fool, Amar! This psychology girl is different like her"
"Not at all, Maryam" said Amar.
"Well, um thanks for the tips, have a nice day. Good afternoon Mr Degazi"
After saying that, Maryam immediately returned to the back with a hold of amused laughter.
"What's up, Neng? How do you laugh?" ask one of his employees named Nia.
"I'm in love tips, two hundred thousand" said Maryam then laughed, not laughing at her money, but laughing at herself because for three years she and umminya run this simple Resto, this, this time he got some money tips.
"Well, brazen that guy. Neng Maryam thought the waiter" exclaimed Nia annoyed "Who's the guy, Neng? Let Nia tell you that Neng is not a servant but an owner. Although sometimes Neng Maryam helps serve visitors does not mean Neng is a servant"
"What's the storm?" tanya umminya who saw Nia who looked upset.
"This is Ummi Zahra. Neng Maryam thought the waiter was the same person, in love tips" instead of being offended, his mother even laughed amusedly.
"Oh yeah? How many?"
"200 thousand, Ummi" answered Maryam while showing the two pieces of paper money.
"Well enough you know, 200 thousand can make two people eat at this Resto" his mother replied.
"Here, for you, Nia. Make more pocket money"
"Well, really?" ask Nia girang.
"Yes... It was angry, now excited" said Maryam who made Nia cry.
"It's good, Neng" replied Nia.
"Maryam has an extra class this afternoon, Ummi. Maryam went to college first yes" said Maryam after giving the money to Nia, then she took her backpack and kissed her Ummi hand.
"Maryam go first, Assalamualaikum"
"Waalaikum greetings, son. Be careful"
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Tbc...