Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 59

"Mas David!" muttered Anin and quickly Ustad Farid grasped Anin's hand making Anin fixated on her making. He also pulled Anin slightly behind him.

"Anne!" said David with a hand that almost pulled Anin's hand but immediately tepis by Ustad Farid.

"Sorry, please take care of your attitude!"

"Who dare you stand in my way!?" david said so angry.

"Did you know, I'm Anin's husband!"

Jedeeerrr

Hearing this, David fell silent. He looked at Anin and Anin quickly lowered her gaze. Then the gaze turned on Ustad Farid. But soon her angry facial expression turned dismissive,

"So the news I heard was true. You married a guy like this, this kere guy?" he said as he placed his index finger right on Farid's chest,

"Look, from the clothes alone it is visible!" he said again while pulling a little Koko's shirt ustad Farid with the tip of the index finger and from the thumb that was united. "Even these clothes in there are not up to a hundred thousand! As for me, even the socks I wear are more expensive than the pants she wears!" he said so disparagingly and just kept Farid quiet.

Kok quiet anyway ..., Inner Anin does not accept.

He was about to step forward but his hand was held back by Ustad Farid.

"Alhamdulillah mas, I bought all this with lawful money, God willing!" utad Farid said calmly.

"So what do you think I can not be halal? Huhhh?" David did not accept, he pulled Farid's shirt with his hand.

"God willing if David got it from something halal, David wouldn't be offended!"

Syittttts

In fact, the speech and calm attitude possessed by Ustad Farid intensified David's courage. He could only curse and just leave them.

It even made Anin stunned, he went around the husband in disbelief, he said,

"Why deck?"

"Mas Parid pakek science what the hell, mas David can go directly to the ridge of the algae?" asked Anin astonished.

"In Fatihah I'm on deck!" he answered lightly while walking towards his pick up car.

"Sir, would you like to stay there?" the question from Farid resuscitated him, he immediately ran after the husband who was ready to open the car door.

"Thank you!" said Anin and immediately got into the car, send ustad Farid running around the car and open the side door, he sat on the seat in the balim later.

"The belt pack is yes" said Ustad Farid later. "Or let me put this on again!?" ask ustad Farid again made Anin quickly shake his hand.

"No, Anin can be alone!" he said while trying to wear his seat belt.

Can you say that I admire it if I believe gini continues ..., inner Anin.

Ustad Farid drove his pick-up car back out of the parking lot. Along the way Anin was just busy to look at the face of the husband, he still did not believe the one he had just seen before after several times he always lost to David. But just a few sayings from ustad Farid could make David leave without violence.

"Serius mas Ustad didn't just read Al Fatihah?" ask Anin later.

"meaning?" anin asked as she turned to him for a while and refocused on the streets.

"Yes mas, the problem is that I know for myself that Dapid has many men, mas Parid naji is afraid in the same gang as his men?"

"Fear!" he answered Farid without looking at Anin, but then he turned and smiled at Anin, "But I am more afraid of God!"

Nyesss

It felt like Anin's heart and heart had just been doused in water from the freezer, cold.

"Where's this deck?" ustad Farid asked so close to his village.

"Later on that fork, turn left!"

"But this one isn't wrong, is it?" tanya ustad farid.

"This is not a Google map!" said Anin while pretending to frown making ustad Farid smile.

They finally headed to the place designated by Anin,

"That's mas, that's white paint. In front of him was a man sitting!" point at Anin while lowering the window of her pick up car.

Ustad Farid immediately marginalized his pick-up car and parked it on the side of the road.

Seeing a pick up car that stopped in front of his house, the father immediately stood up.

Anin and Ustad Farid immediately got out of the car and kicked the father.

"Assynjetoy!"

"Waalaikum greetings, oh mbak Anin yo. I guess who! This is Anin's husband, right?"

"Yes sir!" anin replied with a smile.

"Direct sir, I'm Farid!"

"I'm Bejo, I want Farid to call me Mr. Bejo. The people of this village already know me!"

"Yes sir!"

"Oh yes sir, the cassava is ready sir?" ask Anin.

"Yes, it's in this sack. I'm waiting for Anin here!"

It turns out that next to Bejo's pack there are three large sacks of cassava.

"This is all how many kilos sir?"

"Yesterday the father had a total of 150 kilos, but if mbak Anin want to weigh again I get the hanging scales!"

"No need, Anin believes the same father! Well then that's 375 grand, sir!" said Anin while taking money out of his wallet but soon Ustad Farid prevented.

"Let's pay for it!" say ustad Farid gently.

"No mas! It's got its own money. Let this be Anin's business, money matters for Anin later let's talk at home!" anin replied firmly.

Seeing Anin's assertiveness, Ustad Farid did not intend to argue. In silence, he admired the firmness of the woman who officially became his wife.

"Alright, now let the mas help bring it to the pick up. Don't you refuse now?" ustad Farid asked with a smile and Anin nodded her head.

Ustad Farid also helped Mr. Bejo bring the cassava to the pick up.

"Thank you sir, if you'll excuse me. Later if there is more, please contact Anin yes sir!"

"Yes mbak!"

"Assynjetoy!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

They also left Mr. Bejo's house.

"I shouldn't have picked up, the clothes are dirty!" said Anin when he saw the ground attached to Farid's shirt.

"Decks, clothes can be washed. But takdim in the elderly has no price!" said Ustad Farid, he could not allow Mr. Bejo who was clearly no stronger than ustad Farid to lift everything himself.

"God willing prayers from those who will make us better!"

"Amijin!"

Whether the goodness of what he had done in the past until unceasingly Anin was grateful because God brought him who was far from perfect with a man as good as Farid.

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