Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 43

Wahid had been sitting quietly inside the house, waiting for Farid who was still in the bathroom.

He was so curious about the man that he kept staring at the door, hoping it would open soon.

Chequelek

Hearing the door open, Wahid immediately approached the man who replaced his towel on the shoulder,

Seeing Wahid stay, Ustad Farid frowned,

Why else child? his mind while looking back at Wahid who was saluting himself,

"What the hell is Hid?" askanya then while passing from the front wahid.

Wahid did not give up, he immediately followed the steps of Ustad Farid who was hanging a towel in the hanger in the clothes hanging.

"Ustad,"

"Hmmm!" ustad Farid replied without looking back, he continued his activities tidying up his wet hair.

"Ustad," call Wahid again and this time if Farid stops his activities, hang a comb over his head,

"What?"

"Where is ustad?" ask wahid.

"Shop!"

"Shopped?" Wahid was so curious, "Emang muter-muter his old yes ustad? Usually shopping is not Sampek two hours is almost five hours, Sampek ba'dha isya' even!"

Ustad fatdi immediately lowered his comb, intending to tell Wahid about what happened today,

Ahhhh ah, tomorrow. Wahid is a bit of a bucket ..., the inner ustad Farid undoes his intention.

"Find cucumbers!" said Ustad Farid, it is true that the main purpose is to find cucumbers, but he deliberately did not tell more.

"Where?"

Ustad Farid frowned, "For a long time you were like a reporter Hid!"

Ustad Farid put his comb on the window divider because there was no dressing table there, there was only a mirror the size of 60 × 30 cm hanging on the wall near the window.

He immediately went to bed and sat cross-legged there, Wahid did the same thing and they sat facing each other.

"Seriously that's just an ustad?"

"Yes, I'll tell you tomorrow! I sleep first, if you want to play hp, don't be noisy!" said ustad farid while laying down his body and covered his body with a glove that had been folded on a pillow.

A quarter of an hour later, it wasn't Wahid who was busy playing. But in fact Ustad Farid even looks so engrossed with his hp.

"So self-addiction right now playing hp, Sampek smile that!" murmured Wahid slowly.

***

The Bandung

After the phone call with prospective besan was completed, Mr. Dadang prepared to come to Kyai Syam to take him to Java.

"But tell the other children first yes, you want to be spit-spy! Kyai Syam is busy, this Pumpung this afternoon you see he just came home, afraid to go again!"

"Yes bah, Ambu also want to take the money from selling corn yesterday so that it can be added as soon as possible!"

After deciding on their goals, they separated.

Arriving at the pesantren, Mr. Dadang directly headed to the house of Kyai Sham.

"Assalamualaikum!"

Coincidentally, Kyai Sham was sitting relaxed in front of the tv while enjoying his coffee, hearing greetings from the front, Kyai Sham immediately rose from his seat and saw who came.

"Greetings waalaikum, Mr. Dadang. Come on in, come in!" kyai Syam was so warm to welcome the arrival of Mr. Dadang, he immediately welcomed Mr. Dadang who was still standing at the door.

They sat together in the living room and saw a guest. Ummi also asked mbok to make another coffee and she accompanied the husband.

"I'm really sorry Mr. Dadang, for asking iftad Farid to stay in Java without asking permission first with Dadang!" kyai Syam first started the conversation.

"No pa pa kyai, I'm really happy. God willing, because I asked Farid to stay there, he met his soul mate!" said Mr. Dadang with a friendly smile makes the same kyai and the wife met each other's eyes.

Then Kyai Syam looked back at Mr. Dadang,

"What do you mean by Dadang?"

Mr. Dadang immediately told everything to Kyai Sham and his wife.

"Alhamdulillah then, we are also happy. Then what's the plan?"

"If Kyai Syam doesn't mind, Kyai Syam and Bu Nyai can come with us to Java!"

"Truly don't mind sir, when's the plan?"

"I think faster is better. My wife and I are planning on leaving tomorrow!"

"Oh so. What's up, sir?"

"Buse, kyai!"

"Don't!" kyai said quickly made Pak Dadang frown.

"I mean, we'll just get on the plane to hurry Mr. Dadang!"

"But kyai_!" of course, the plane needs a bigger cost to get there.

"Sorry Mr. Dadang instead of sassy or how, we will go to Java later take a plane just so it is faster. For the cost, don't worry about it. We've taken Farid's ustad like our own son. Let us feel that happiness too! We couldn't make it to Zaki's wedding and we'd be happy to attend Farid's wedding!"

Hearing the words of Kyai Syam made Pak Dadang so moved,

"Somehow more and in what way I thank Kyai and family. Our family that is only a lowly family can sit side by side with kyai!"

"No, Mr. Dadang, everyone is equal in the eyes of God. Only his charity and faith make a difference, so don't be discouraged like that! God willing, we will also be found again in his paradise!"

"Amijin!"

"Well Mr. Dadang, I'll book a plane ticket for tomorrow. Since my wife and I can't be answered for long, three more days have to come back here, how about the Qabul ijab be faster again?"

"Okay, I'll talk to Suroso again!"

Kyai Sham scrunched his forehead, "Who is Suroso?"

"Sorry, I haven't told you yet. So ...!" mr. Dadang also told me about Mr. Suroso.

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