Suddenly Getting Married to Ustadz
Part 9's
There is a voice but it is intangible, like a demon that incarnates into a poet with the sweet fragrance of words. It felt like vomiting suddenly hearing every word after word that was thrown from the mouth of the brash child.
Shalin shone a sharp look at the man who almost interrupted him. In fact, it has taken a swing with a super kick when trying to approach within a radius of half a meter. His face did not store hospitality there, even his palm line was covered in fierce flashes that were ready to attack.
"Don't look at me rich, baby. You are not suitable to be evil, because it still looks sweet and cute. How about I pick you up in the afternoon, we'll watch, walk together?" bargain without sin.
Shalin was unmoved, ready to wear a helmet without caring about the mouthfuls of immoral. There was a sense of fear that whack in his chest was actually facing the human, but he had to be calm in dealing with all this. The woman is preparing to stater the scooter that accompanies her today.
"Sans .. dong, honey. I'm just watching or walking, not playing at the hotel, promise me now. If we don't like the coercion, how about we get married."
"Go away, or I'll get hit!" the sarcophagus adds the accelerator pedal, but retains the brakes. The form of protest from the iron horse who refused to say hello.
"Woho .. hastily amad, Neng. Don't be like that, I love you so much, how if I die, you'll lose someone who loves you so much" he said shamelessly. It seemed not only love, but the creature in front of him was already obsessed with the body of the beautiful girl in front of his eyes.
Regardless of Morgan's words, the irritated Shalin instantly turned off his motor. Pocketed the motor key and left the parking lot. He walked quickly avoiding Morgan who kept calling him.
Bruk!!
The two bodies clashed with each other to make the girl look down, the reflex of the man holding his hand so as not to fall. In a few seconds, everything was sweet and saved. However, as soon as they felt their hands clinging, the young man with a stern stature took off by muttering istighfar, then the hand just slipped and caused the girl's bok*ng to cross the floor.
"Aww..." sizzled Shalin. The pain, the shame he felt. Instead of being helped by a romantic scene even released until he fell, if this is why the event held him all, pretentious to help if in the end up falling. Sad and annoying.
"Basic dostadz sableng!" inner Shalin was irritated. Standing to fix her own clothes, staring at her future husband and then move from the area that has been crowded with some students who were overwhelmed with the incident.
In Aka's heart, she felt guilty, but coming into contact with the opposite sex who was not a mahrom, was obviously a problem for her. Whether intentionally or unintentionally. Known as a cold lecturer, never pleasantries in any form, serious, and certainly firm in every affair.
Shalin walked quickly through the main gate, the distance of the campus and the dormitory was not too far away, probably a five-minute walk away. Want to go back to the parking lot clearly males afraid that the sneak is still there. Forced to walk, to the student flats at a fast pace.
From below, staring straight up, her room on the third floor was quite draining. Nothing, today looks sad, maybe tomorrow there is a beautiful day ready to say hello.
Walk gontai towards mushola, immediately towards the shaf that already looks full. All were neat, following the line of princesses who wanted to ask forgiveness from Him. After performing four rakaats, Shalin intended to return to his room.
"Shal, where were you yesterday? You're absent, without permission?" Izza asked half a whisper. They are busy folding.
"There's a hitch, Za. Yeah, well, let's give my cell phone permission to go missing, that's how it can't tell anyone."
"Oh .. pity, Patience."
"Thank you Za, I'll go to the room first." They walked to their rooms.
Intentions heart wants to rest his body and mind for a moment, but the piece of events not wearing it back rotate his memory. The girl got up again from the bed, towards the rooftop of the rusunawa building that looked off guard. At an angle from a distance of sight how many meters can be seen santri aloof with the Koran in his hand. Yes, it is definitely launching memorization.
"Shal, what's here?" sapa Nurma's neighbor's room.
"Astaghfirullah .. ngagetin aja anyway, almost my heart was dislodged," he replied terjang, holding his chest dramatically.
"Sorry, you're called the kayak manager, is there anyone looking in the waiting room?" he said while sitting on the line.
"Who? Any day gini?"
"Where do I know, man, handsome anyway. Hehe." Nurma.
"Okay, thanks," he answered and went down. Go to the room and bring the bag and its contents. Prepare for college at two, maybe want to come out lazy to go home."
"Braight!"