Suddenly Nyai Ma'am
Aisyah Doesn't Want to Be Second

Returning to his room, Firdaus threw his body in the bed. His mood is still chaotic.

Before long Maryam's pretty face came in and smiled sweetly at Mr. Kiai.

A moment later, Paradise saw happiness in his wife's eyes, but also clumsily faced a different-looking Paradise.

  Is it true that Maryam is happier and more excited with Rayhan?

During this time, his wife's face always seemed afraid of fear and her language was arranged when with him, very different from when with Reyhan. His words just flowed out without any burden, his laughter was heard creaking.

Is Rayhan really what Maryam wants? Wasn't marriage just because of necessity?

Firdaus is getting upset.

There was a gurgling of ablution water in the bathroom that was deliberately given a partition from the toilet defecation.

Maryam is ablution.

"Astagfirullah azim thing," Pak Kiai exclaimed in his heart. Begging Allah's forgiveness because he forgot to ablaze before going up to his bed earlier.

He who taught Mary to abode before going to sleep, even he forgot . Even indirectly, his wife reminded him.

Firdaus is a little embarrassed.

He saw his wife washing his feet.

His heart warmed to see his wife's piety.

"Eh, Mr. Kiai." his cheeks met red realizing that Firdaus had been looking at him.

Firdaus smiled happily mixed with anxiety, looking at his bumbling and misbehaving wife.

Finished ablution, Maryam entered somewhat giving way to her husband. And how Firdaus actually wanted to flick the tip of Maryam's adorable nose. But in the end because his wife is already ablution.

To be honest Firdaus was happy to see his wife who always misbehaved in front of him. But on the other hand, he was also anxious, his wife was never comfortable with him.

" Mr. Kiai there is of course, of course I am happy Mr. Kiai." Maryam looked at her husband and her hand was on Kiai's chest.

"But Nyai seemed always awkward in front of me. It was different with Reyhan. Nyai looked without burden." said Firdaus bitterly.

"What's Pak Kiai talking about?" Mary was a little surprised. "I am comfortable with Mr. Kiai" he said again. " If my behavior is sometimes a bit strange.that's because we are still adjusting Pak Kiai. But I'm very happy, it could be Mr. Kiai's wife, I'll learn to be the Good Miss Nyai."

"Does that burden you?" search for Mr. Kiai again.

"Absolutely not." answered Maryam quickly, worried Pak Kiai misunderstood. " I'm happy to live it. I'm happy Mr. Kiai, really. Mr. Kiai don't think strangely strange."

Both hugged tightly.

In the past, Maryam had imagined being Miss Nyai must also be told to teach reading and writing hijayah letters, but it was not.

For the business of teaching there have been some teachers and mudir himself who helped Pak Kiai. There are experts there.

Maryam who is too petty, even had time to prepare reason for it...

Hm, Maryam smiled to herself considering how good-looking she was.he.he..

After all, this is a special boarding school for boys. His teacher was all men.

Mariam...Mariam, man,..You think this is a toy boarding school?

"Hm...Nyai is always smart to comfort me." muttered pak kiai while grabbing Maryam's head close to his chest.

"If there is anything less than my attitude, and something makes Nyai unhappy, please tell me. In shaa Alloh, I fix it."

" Kiai sir" Maryam is closing her arms. Thankful that Alloh has sent the best husband for her.

Meanwhile, at the residence of Haji Busri, after Isya the Hajj sir spoke