
"Ustad wait!" the shout managed to stop Farid's steps, he immediately looked back before actually reaching the teacher's room.
Ustad Farid frowned as soon as he knew who was calling him.
"Yes?" tanyanya.
It was one of the students in the ustad farid class earlier,
"May I ask for something?"
Ustad Farid didn't think much about the student's request,
"What?"
"Seek for the phone number!" he said while offering a book and a pen.
Ustad farid frowned, too,
"Make what?"
The student grinned, "Make me love my mother!"
Ustad Farid was confused by the student's words,
"Why? Do you know me?" ustad Farid was still trying to respond normally.
"It's just ustad, because iftad Farid does not know me, so I ask omor ustad let ustad be able to acquaintance with mbakku!" ustad Farid smiled at the explanation of the student.
"You're all there, you're like an adult."
"This is serious!"
Ustad Farid even more chuckled with the innocence of his students,
"This is it, iftad Farid love ustad number. But for you, don't love me!" say Ustad Farid while writing a string of numbers on the blank sheet of the book.
"Hahhh, do you like Novi?" the student scrunched his forehead confused.
"Yes, I am your teacher. The teacher doesn't like the students!" utad Farid said while shaking his head, although he knew Novi's true intentions he deliberately diverted him.
"Ustad, Novi is seriously talking about this!"
"Ustad deliberately gave the number to you, so that later if Novi wants to ask questions, delicious. But ask about religion or a lesson, okay?"
"Ohhhhhh!"
"Yes, he's been talking on the line tomorrow again, justad hastily. Assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Ustad Farid finally left Novi who was still fixated on the departure of ustad farid.
"Truly yes, if already the tile wants from the front or back, still a handsome."
After completing his duties at school, ustad farid immediately say goodbye to Dnegan ustad and other ustadzah to resign, he still got a job in the store.
today was quite busy for ustad farid. Arriving at the store, he was immediately preoccupied with some notes of his message. He must record all the orders for the next week so as not to forget or wrong day.
Finally Mr. Umar came again just as he was in the tavern, they continued their delayed conversation last night.
The event is planned to last three more days, for that ustad farid must look for stocks of cucumbers and eggplants that are plentiful in the market. For chickens already have their own subscription, but for vegetables they must look to the market first.
After the dhuhur, Ustad Farid decided to go to the market, before leaving he first approached Wahid who was busy replacing the cashier who was still resting.
"Hid, you're in the store aja. soon selling cut chicken come. You count the real yes!"
"Where else are you going?"
"I'm going to the market."
"alone?"
"There's Aan. He's used to going to the market!" Aan is one of the store employees, he is usually the one in charge of shopping.
"Alright, but if umar sir comes again how?" asked Wahid because he had heard that Mr. Umar would come again with his wife. But because there was nothing special to talk about anymore, Ustad Farid also chose to keep going.
"You said I'd see him later!"
"Ready boss!"
"Don't bus the boss bus, ntar is considered real!" ustad Farid was not so comfortable with the call.
"Yes, we're ready to be the boss!"
"Don't worry about you, I've already left. Watch Kedai! Assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Aan was waiting for ustad farid in front, they deliberately brought a pick up car because their groceries would be a lot.
"Depart now An!" said Ustad Farid so near Aan.
"Ready ustad!"
"You drive, I'm still afraid of the wrong way!"
Ustad Farid finally went with aan, aan was the original employee there even though he also went to the hotel.
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