Suddenly Getting Married to Ustadz
The Part 96
Azmi gasped and immediately pressed her brakes once she found the teenage girl suddenly in front of her blocking the road.
"Astaghfirullah ... Na, you startled me," Azmi complained.
The girl in the ash-white uniform smiled cutely looking at the man who was still perched on the motorbike. He walked closer while carrying his back bag.
"Eh, Na, we can't have one motorbike!" stop Azmi disagrees when Nashwa wants to ride on his bike.
"Hish ... very stingy, Gus!" Nana is upset. "Our same school campus will be in the same direction, so .. nebeng yes?" the girl pleaded.
"It's not Na." Azmi looks confused herself explained to the bar girl.
"Ah, long you mah!" hardik girl while riding on his motorcycle. Nashwa with maximum confidence occupies the passenger seat with almost no close distance.
"Na, Na, we can not gini, later it can be slander, fellow men and women must have limits before halal for both."
"Ow ... Good, the lecture will be late, this is a new school, so .. I have to be on time," the girl said at length.
Azmi was obviously uncomfortable with this position. He who daily keeps the association and view as polluted with the existence of Nana today.
"Na, get off yes, I just take a taxi," Azmi said full of solutions.
"God! Ribet you Gus, stay gas tuh motor, continue to lower me in front of the gate, long if you still have to wait for mah taxi," whining the girl grumbled.
Duh .. how about, what dream I had last night in the morning in the face of a rich barbarian angel gini. Inner Azmi moaning.
Plaque!
One unexpected knock stuck to the man's firm shoulder. Making it raked Jedad jedug due to his actions that are so attached, never get rid of the hand, of course it tests Azmi's patience and makes the man anxious himself.
"Nana, we can't be this piggyback, we're not mahrom!" snapped Azmi groped herself.
Instantly Nashwa cried because he felt yelled at by others. The girl was really a bar once, to make Azmi dizzy herself.
"Astaghfirullahalazim, Nana, I don't mean, duh." Azmi scratched her nape that was not itchy, it seemed like she would be easily stressed to face this one boy.
"Diem-diem don't cry, diem Na!"
"OK, go!" the Azmi Final took a shortcut.
Nashwa stopped his crying. He looked up with a happy twinkle of despair.
"You sit at a distance, Na, don't nemlel not mahrom!" seriously sweat.
"Yes, bring me Nice, I'm using my backpack. Anyway, just this time I met a rich antique creature lo, my brother lives in a regular boarding school, if you go home again there are also many girl friends," said Nashwa blabbering along the way.
Azmi propels his motorbike at medium speed. Indeed, he felt very uncomfortable, in his heart he prayed forgiveness for his morning this time. Actually, the distance of the boarding school with Nashwa school is not too far, even with the Azmi campus just across the street. So, they were indeed one-way it could even be said to be one area.
"Thank you Gus, tomorrow again?" without sins. Azmi lowers the girl right in front of the gate of Aliyah Madrasah which will be the place where Nashwa studied.
The man looked at Nashwa's back who was moving away with a feeling of relief. Could have been this morning he was trapped by a teenage bar bar that was really unsettling.
"Astaghfirullah," muttered the man who had been many times daydreaming of his face.
On the other hand, Aka and Shali had already arrived at the campus since fifteen minutes ago. Both are still in their car. Shali is reluctant to go down, while Aka is persuading his wife for the spirit of the day.
"Let's go down, you'll have class soon, right?"
Shali was unmoved, he knew very well the rules within him that they had made by mutual agreement. Although there are already some people who know they have a relationship, but on campus they are lecturers and students. So it is certain that after getting out of the car they will behave professionally like teachers and students.
The woman took a long breath. "Yes, be careful, be good there, let me know when you arrive. I must be very upset with you," Shali said as he extended his hand.
Receiving the helping hand, Shali kissed him with reverence. As usual the man replied by kissing her forehead. Then smile in the shade.
"Assalamu'alaikum ..." said.
When the woman was about to get out of the car, she gasped because Aka pulled her back and gently attacked his wife's lips. Engaging with passion, so that both of them feel they have to end it because of duration.
"I will definitely miss you so much, please take care of this love, this feeling, and the message from me. I love you, wait for me to come back. I love you." Aka again kissed her head wrapped in hijab.
"Me too" he said as he moved on.