Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 35

"Mas ustad, wait!"

Shouted Anin who managed to catch up with Ustad Farid and Wahid, he managed to stop the steps of ustad farid and Wahid, they turned back to look back.

"What's wrong?" ask ustad Farid. "Is there anything else you want to talk about? I'm sorry I came here just to fulfill your father's invitation, worried he's thinking all kinds of things because he has returned his daughter so late!" ustad Farid immediately explained at length before Anin questioned him.

"May not pinjem hp, mas ustad?" anin asked as she held out her hand making Farrid frown, frowning,

"Make what?" ask ustad Farid.

"Pinjem brag, promise not a lot!" said Anin while pointing her fingers up.

"Don't like to promise if you can't keep it!" hardik ustad Farid's.

After considering it, Farid finally took out his phone and handed it to Anin,

"Not in private, is it justad?"

"Do you need it in private?" anin's question was welcomed back with a question.

"Who knows if it's private, don't I know!?" gerutu Anin while opening the phone ustad Farid, it turns out he made a call using the phone ustad Farid. But just a call then immediately he turned it back off and typed something in there,

"Thank you, ustad!" he said while returning Farid's cell phone.

Ustad Farid immediately hurt him back in his pants pocket,

"There's my number, ustad!" said Anin later.

"Oh yeah? Make what?" ask ustad farid with a bit of surprise.

Hmmm .., hemmm, hemm

But Wahid even teased him with his dehem.

"What the hell is Hid, I really don't know what to do? Or should I call her by keeping her number on my phone? But what's it for?" the question was actually more appropriate to Anin but Ustad Farid stared at Wahid.

Nih ustad, very innocent anyway ..., inner Anin upset.

"Yes if the number is usually able to send a message or call ustad!" wahid added.

"Oh that, well later if I can send a message to you!" replied Ustad Farid casually, he really did not know what Anin meant by giving him his number.

"Here, ustad can go. I'm busy working too!" said Anin Jutek, "Assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Anin left them both first.

"Kok so he's the one who jutek Hid, indeed I was wrong to say yes earlier?"

"No offense, just a wrong attitude!" said Wahid take pass approaching his motorbike.

The still confused Ustad Farid just shook his head and caught up with Wahid.

"We're going to a motorcycle dealer huh Hid!" say ustad Farid when they are on their way.

"What are you doing, ustad?"

"I don't feel good about having Aan continue."

"So you want to buy a new bike?"

"Yes,"

"Yesssa, ready to deliver!"

"Kok so you're the one who's cool anyway?"

"Well if there's a new bike I can borrow, justad!"

"Alright if you're wandering!"

They also finally arrived at one of the dealers and Farid ustad chose a suitable motorbike for yes, especially those with large seats in order to carry many items.

After completing their business, they decided to return to the store while the motorbike will be delivered by dealer employees.

***

While Wahid as usual, he chose to be busy with his cellphone, he said,

See the cell phone ..., inner ustad Farid.

Then Ustad Farid remembered the words of his father Anin this afternoon.

"Hid" he called Wahid.

"Hmmmm? What's up, ustad? Do you need any help?"

"Not done, it's done!"

"Then? Are you hungry, let me masakin!"

"No! Denger first!"

"Ready!"

"Do you think there's anything strange about Hid saying to Anin's father?"

Hearing the question, Wahid immediately put down his phone and focused on Ustad Farid,

"What's so weird, ustad?"

"Well, I'm kind of talking to that guy _!"

"Who wants to greet his son?" Sahid Wahid quickly.

"Yes that way!"

"Of his expression is yes! Let alone bring his ashes to Farid."

"I'm so confused!"

"Neither be confused, let's say!"

"Hehhhh, you're good at talking!"

The same father as his son, his mind ....

Ustad Farid chose to stand up from his place and go out.

"Where are you going, Ustad?" tanya Wahid later.

"Wind up! Wanna come?"

"No, I'm sleepy!"

Ustad Farid was finally really out, not going anywhere, he just chose to sit on the terrace while looking at the passing of several motorcycles that are still passing.

Then he remembered something, he pulled out his phone and looked for something there.

Ustad Farid immediately smiled as soon as he saw a contact number of someone there.

Anin Farid

"If you can write eF, why can't you say eF!?" he muttered smilingly looking at the number but he had no intention of texting or calling the owner.

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...You may ask, why so arrogant? Why that silence? why is it so hard to open your heart? because maybe you don't know how big he has been trying to build a solid fortress for himself so as not to get hurt again, or maybe as hard as he has made comfortable with his feelings now without anyone else by his side....

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