Sequel My Ustadz My Husband - Prospective Master
Part 5's
"Stupid! Really stupid"
Amar continues to curse himself while reading a file given by Bobby, where all the files contain Maryam complete with her origin. He continued to curse himself who gave tips to the owner of a restaurant like a waiter. Even more surprising, the psychology girl is Sarfaraz's sister.
What should Amar do now? Forgetting that girl? But the girl always seemed to attract her attention.
"Maybe you're in love with her, sir"
Amar immediately looked up and looked at Bobby who had been standing before him and noticed Amar's expression since reading the file.
"Love is an impossibility to me"
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"There is nothing impossible in this world, for example Abi, who immediately fell in love with Ummi just because he saw it, or rather love at first sight"
"Oh Unyil, it only applies to Abi with Ummi, no wonder, Ummi is beautiful, if you? Yeah, not maybe"
"So according to Sister Faz, Maryam isn't that pretty?"
"Beautiful Afsana anyway... Ouch..."
Faraz held the back of his head that had been thrown nuts by Maryam who was currently watching TV with a peanut snack in her hand, Maryam sat on the sofa, while Faraz was sketching on the floor.
The brothers were talking about Maryam who lived her adolescence is very different from her mother, where her mother used to live only in the family environment, even her school was in boarding school.
While Maryam, living in the outside world, lectures and interacts with many people even men.
Maryam even said maybe one of her college friends liked her since Maryam first went to college, of course Faraz does not believe, it is impossible for people to fall in love so quickly, he thought.
"Sir Faz if you like Ana, yes apply. Do not be appealed to continue to the same Maryam" Maryam said while again chewing her nuts.
"Later, if Afsana has graduated from the pesantren" joked Faraz casually but Maryam turned out to take it seriously.
"Well... Right, Brother?" Faraz laughed and shook his head
"Yes, cook brother wants to marry sister brother's own"
"And not a younger brother, sister"
"But he thought it was so" Faraz answered, then rolled up the paper, stood up and stretched his tired body "Silver wants to take a bath first" he exclaimed and left Maryam who was still thinking about her brother's joke.
In fact, she really hopes her brother really likes Afsana, because Maryam knows for sure Afsana has been silent to like her brother, Maryam sure Afsana will be a good wife for Faraz, and she will be a good wife, but Faraz is focused on his career and there's no sign he's thinking about a life partner.
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As always, if there are no hours of lectures or other important activities, Maryam will help in the restaurant and serve visitors.
And once again, Amar came and immediately made Maryam to put on a smile remembering when Amar gave her tips.
"Hi.." said Amar who deliberately approached Maryam.
"Assalamualaikum" said Maryam who once again made Amar wrong.
"Greetings" replied Amar
"Please sit down, sir" Maryam took Amar to a chair and invited Amar to sit down.
"Um actually I'm here to talk to you. Can we have a chat for a second?" tanya Amar hesitated.
"Oh Sorry, Mister. But maybe my boss could be upset if..."
"I know you are the boss" interrupted Amar quickly and immediately Maryam chuckled and shook her head.
"I'm not the boss, but my mother" Maryam replied
"Just like, so please? Can we talk?" Maryam thought for a moment then she nodded and sat opposite Amar, of course she avoided sticking with a man who was not her muhrim.
"So, how can I help you, Mr Degazi?"
"Don't be too formal, Please!" then Amar cleared his throat and he felt... Nervous?
He never felt nervous all this time and now? "Actually I'd like to apologize, because kamaren I think you're a waiter here"
"I am indeed a servant, I serve my mother here" without Maryam noticing, when she mentioned the word 'mother' Amar's gaze briefly radiated emotion but she quickly controlled it "But how do you know about me?"
"Em.." It is highly unlikely that Amar said that he sought information about Maryam "Because you're her brother, Mr. Sarfaraz, of course I know a little about her"
"Oh" cried Maryam "Is there anything else?" maryam asked because she felt uncomfortable talking so close and only alone with a man, she did live in a free environment, but really all her friends were women, she said, there are some male friends but not so close, never talk alone.
"You're hunting?" Amar asked back because he somehow wanted to chat longer.
"Actually no, just.." Maryam's speech stopped when she accidentally saw a scar on Amar's arm that was his shirt's arm in the fold "Self harm ?" he muttered and immediately Amar saw his own arm and once again he cursed himself, why did he not cover his wound? Amar pulled up his sleeve.
"No, it's just a small scratch"
"I know" replied Amar. He knew he could not dodge or say the scratch he accidentally got.
"Want to eat now?" maryam asked with her friendly smile and tried to divert their conversation. Amar nodded and said
"Can you accompany me? I'm sure your boss won't be angry" Amar said with a faint smile on his lips.
"I'm sorry, but I don't..."
"Come, Maryam. Let's just say I treat you as an apology for thinking you're a waitress"
"That's not a big deal at all"
"But I feel very uncomfortable"
"Alright" Maryam replied at last after she thought for a moment.
He disagrees because Amar Degazi invites him, he agrees because somehow he is curious and may feel sorry for a Degazi who turns out to be a self harm disorder. It doesn't feel like I can believe it.
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Rian was surprised that for the first time, Sarafaraz hired a woman as his personal assistant, and more surprisingly, he was not dressed like the Muslim workers there, and he was still a student? Working part time?
But all those questions were answered very simply by Sarafaraz, who was only willing to help Maria. And he was sure that Mary would work as well as she could and learn quickly.
And indeed Rian was grateful that Sarafaraz had a personal assistant who would definitely help with his work.
The first day of work, Rian teaches Maria what she should do, her duties and as her. And Rian could see Maria was quite serious about studying. Rian also emphasized, although Maria is still in college, but Rian really hopes Maria can work as well as possible and does not waste the opportunity given by Faraz.
"Thank you, Mr. Rian. On his help"
"Rian, Maria. Don't be so formal, we're all here like family"
"Nice" muttered Maria. Then Rian reached out his hand and said
"Welcome to join Zabil Architect" but Maria did not immediately welcome Rian's hand and instead asked
"Aren't Muslims not touching women who have no direct blood relation?"
"Ep... Yes, but not all Muslims are like that"
"But Mr. Sarfaraz..."
"He is a little..."
"Excessive? Is he a hard-line Muslim?"
"There are hard-line Muslims, Maria" Maria and Rian turned to Faraz who walked up to them "There are only devout Muslims, quite devout, a little devout and not obedient at all"
Rian scratched his head that did not itch, honestly he felt in the middle Muslim part. While Maria only ber oh ria with innocence.
"If I did, I would go out. Come with me!" faraz orders, as his assistant of course he langung manut.
"Don't take it personally, but you make me wonder, what exactly is your religion?" ask Faraz while driving his car.
"My mother is a Catholic" Mary replied
"Your mother? You either?"
"Yes on ID card. But... I don't believe in any religion"
Sarfaraz was very surprised to hear, he did not think Maria was an irreligious person.
"If I could know, why? Is not religion very important as a guide to the path of life?"
"I don't feel that way, it's all the same. Religious or not"
"That's not the same, Maria. There are rules in religion as a guide. If there is no guide, then how will man go"
"Using his wits, the proof is that I can still go this far in my life"
And when Faraz was about to reach the traffic light, Mary saw a man crossing the street when the light was still green even though three seconds later the light turned red.
"Luckily it's a red light, if you're getting hit already hit people" muttered Maria a little inexhaustible with the person.
"Thank God there are rules of the road with traffic signs, or everyone must have collided with each other even if they have the sense, what else does not have the sense" faraz's speech made Maria frown and did not understand Faraz's intention "See who crossed earlier" Faraz pointed at the person across there who was seen in the hands of some people and it was obvious that the person was insane.
"Like that too religion, Maria. Religious rules to control, regulate and maintain. Because no human being has perfect reason, and no one even has it at all. Then who will guard and guide the senseless man if not his God?"
Maria was silent, a little confused by Faraz's very new word, he was trying to digest her.
And it's true, everyone needs rules and a guide.
But Maria expels that thought and chooses not to bother said Faraz.
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Tbc...