True Love Never Ends
The Part 87
"Absolutely tired, Ma" continued Nasha "Which did the homework Ummi, who cooked also Ummi because that's Nasha more often eat and even more fat. And about work, Nasha just helps. That is sometimes. Mama don't worry, here Nasha is like their own biological child, undifferentiated, not in the bridle. Even very spoiled, in-laws taste biological parents"
"Darling.." said Azhar gently, she did not expect Nasha to give such a disrespectful answer to her foster mother. While Ummi Rifa instead seemed happy to hear Nasha's answer, because it was true what Nasha said. While Raya was of course deeply offended to hear Nasha's reply, she felt humiliated and unappreciated.
" I'm sorry, Ma. Azhar and I are going to the pesantren" Nasha said later, casting her Mama away subtly.
Nasha kissed her mother-in-law's hand then her adoptive mother's hand. After that he immediately took Azhar's hand and brought her out. But when Nasha stopped, he took the keys to the car in Azhar's hands and gave it back to Raya.
"Let's have somebody take another car, Ma. One car here is more than enough. What's more in this way we're all closer and spending more time together" replied Nasha who again made the kingdom dumbfounded with the courage of Nasha now.
Nasha and Azhar went to the boarding school by car, while this morning Azhar drove her father to the store.
"Darling, next time don't do that. Your mother's kasian, will be offended" Azhar reprimanded when they were on the road.
"I can't do that if I'm the one who humbled Mama, Azhar. But if he humbles my husband and my in-laws a little bit, I can't accept it" Nasha said, angry "What are you guys lacking? Only the material in your eyes makes you look full of flaws. He must be self-aware, those who are wealthy cannot give me the comfort of what happiness I feel in my present home. Know this, it would be better if he is no longer present in our lives" Nasha grumbled. Seen once he was really upset with his adoptive mother.
While Azhar chuckles in response to Nasha's anger, Nasha frowns in confusion.
"Istighfar, dear. Istighfar... Do not be angry, however, she is your mother even though she did not give birth to you. But he's taking care of you, right?" tukas Azhar and Nasha even frowned.
"Indeed you have heartache is it always humbled by Mama?" ask Nasha.
"Yes hurt, honey. I'm a human not an angel, only there will be patience tested, to the lesson tested. So yes I choose patiently and sincerely respond to your Mama, angry and angry again also free. We just pray that Auntie Raya can change and have a clean heart" Azhar's long speech made Nasha smile proudly. It is not wrong to choose a husband.
Upon arriving at the boarding school, Azhar headed straight for the teachers' lounge. While Nasha immediately rushed to the musholla, because before the class began, usually all the santri performed the dzuhur prayer first.
After praying, Nasha and all the other students flocked to their respective classes.
"Sir Nasha.." cried Vienna as Nasha rushed to her class. Today she prepared herself to follow the material because her Ustadz today is her own husband.
"What, Win?" ask Nasha.
"What do you ask, Win?" ask Nasha who does not understand the core of the Vienna question. Unconsciously, they are already in class. Nasha and Vienna sat side by side.
"I mean, why doesn't Sister Nasha live in a dorm? Why should I go home? Is it because Nasha's sister went to college?" ask Vienna curious.
"Because I have...."
"Assalamualaikum.." Nasha's answer was cut off when Ustadz Azhar entered their class.
All the santri immediately sat neatly and quietly, preparing to follow the material from the Ustadz. Azhar holds a shorrof lesson, which some students say is easy and some say difficult. But there are also those who say easy is easy already, like Nasha. He is easy to memorize, but difficult to understand.
"Greetings waalaikum" replied the disciples in unison.
Azhar also gave her continuation material from the material last week, all students were so focused on following Azhar's material except Vienna which continued to be noisy and disturbing Nasha still with the same question. Why Nasha doesn't stay in the dorm, why is Nasha entering her boarding school so late. Even Vienna asked why Nasha's handwriting was so ugly and so slow when writing in Arabic.
"Yes because I'm still learning, it's ugly" Nasha replied annoyed. Vienna is the most chatty man Nasha knows. Azhar had even rebuked Vienna earlier for silence and focus on her material.
"Already, Win. Do not ask again, Azhar will be angry again" said Nasha half-whispering.
"Azhar's? How can you politely call Azhar? It's like my own brother is called by name" said Vienna.
"He's that..."
"Vienna, Nasha.." said Azhar sternly, "Since now you've been talking. You better go out and stand in front of the class until the class is finished" said Azhar who made Vienna and Nasha widened.
"But... Az..uh,Ustadz..."
"Since then I've been rebuked, but you guys still. Let's stand in front of the class" Azhar insisted the song. With annoyance Nasha and Vienna stood up. Vienna immediately walked out, while Nasha was still silent for a moment in front of Azhar.
And with a lip gesture he said to Azhar 'Awas only later' and instead of her responding, Azhar instead put on a flat face. Nasha gets even more upset and she stomps her legs walking out.