Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 66

"So today the doctor can go home?"

"Yes ummi,"

"Alhamdulillah then, sorry yes ummi can not come."

"No pa pa ummi, just pray for the best for Zahra, the same baby grandpa as Zaki!"

"Aamiyin!"

"It's been ummi, ummi same Abi healthy there!"

"Generic, assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Zahra turned off her phone just as Zaki was entering. He just returned from the administration.

"Assalamualaikum deck!"

"Greetings, mas!"

Ustad Zaki walked up to the smiling wife,

"What's the deck, really?"

"No pa pa, Zahra will be home soon."

Once again Ustad Zaki frowned.

"According to Zahra's deck what's the most fun while at home?" a question that instantly makes the little brain of Zahra work extra to think about it.

"Emmm, what's up." Zahra tampa thought hard.

Ustad Zaki smiled and rubbed his head, "Yes, I'll give you the answer when you meet, now we go home. Amir's waiting outside!"

"Not Imron?" ask Zahra, because the last time she planned to pick her up was the older brother who had just returned from the city.

"It turns out Imron's mom wanted to come, so Imron asked Amir to pick us up."

"Ihhhh cook is more willing to wait anyway than his own adek." grumbled Zahra annoyed. Ever since the older brother worked in the city, they had rarely met.

"No pa pa, there is no mas. Later Imron also came to the house, you can talk as much." said Zaki's voice calms him, "Yes, I took a wheelchair first!"

"Make what?" zahra asked, holding her husband's hand.

"Make Zahra deck, does Zahra deck want to take the next Sampek?"

Zahra quickly shook her hand,

"No, no."

Ustad Zaki smiled and passed from before Zahra, the wheelchair was actually at the door and Zaki just took it.

"When the road itself can also." grumbled Zahra, being in the hospital two weeks has managed to make himself bored, he really can not do anything but fall.

When his friends are busy looking for campus, Zahra is even cool. Even now Nur has got the campus of his dreams, he wrapped IAIN Tulungagung as his goal of college.

Not because in Blitar there is nothing good, neat deliberately he looked for a campus that is a bit far from home in order to live independently.

"Hi Zahra!" imron greeting when they were in front of the hospital, Amir has opened the car door for them.

"Not o mas," Zahra made Amir frown, "Assalamualaikum!"

Since when does the child know adab ..., inner Amir.

"Even shut up, don't say hello." Zahra protested again.

"Ahhh yes sorry, hail waalaikum!"

After Zaki and Zahra got into the car, Amir closed the door and ran around the car, entered through the other door and sat in the steering wheel.

"I'm sorry Mir, it's been a hassle for you" said Ustad Zaki.

"O Allah is Oustad, Amir is happy to be bothered with the same fate" said Amir as he glanced at Zahra who was also staring at him through a small mirror hanging in front.

Usually only grutu if you ask for help Zahra, sweet snobs nih mas Amir, inner Zahra.

"Alhamdulillah." said Ustad Zaki while rubbing Zahra's eyes from top to bottom using his palm gently.

"Ihhh mas ustad." he protested with a smile.

Really sad, make envy, inner Amir while starting to turn on the engine of his car.

"Mas ustad, when are we going to Tulungagung?" zahra's sudden question managed to make Zaki's ustad turn to him.

"What's the deck made of?"

"Zahra was curious about his wife Ustad Farid."

"Later on deck. God willing that Zahra deck is really healthy. For now, deck Zahra just think about the health of deck Zahra."

"Issstttt." despite the protests but Zahra could do nothing but surrender.

***

After finishing teaching, Ustad Farid could not wait to see Wahid. He also rushed to the shop. In addition to meeting Wahid he also had to work there, ignoring his responsibilities for too long made him feel bad even though Zaki had given him permission.

Arriving at the store, as usual he would check the bookkeeping for a few days, check the stock of materials and also inquire about any problems that might occur to some employees.

Although it is new, but here Farid must lead about fifteen employees including security guards and cleaners. Making sure there are no obstacles whatsoever, representing Zaki's ustad.

"An, Wahid isn't in the store?" he asked when he had gone around the tavern but did not find the man.

"Oh yeah, Aan almost forgot. Wahid said, if youtad cariin, ask to wait a moment. Mas Wahidnya again takes care of campus administration he said!"

"Oh well!"

Finally Farid had to be patient again, he chose to help others serve customers who came.

Right ba'dha duhur then Wahid came.

"Thank God you have come at last!"

"I can't wait to see it." - Wahid.

"You are late! We're leaving now?" ask ustad Farid.

"Ready!"

Akhrinya they also headed to the house to be rented, the house was deliberately rented because the owner chose to work in Surabaya.

"So when did it start?" ask ustad Farid when they are on the bike to the location.

"God willing two or three more days, justad."

"But you can still help out at the store?"

"God willing, but sorry if you can't be kayaking now."

"No pa pa, God willing Zaki can also understand."

They were silent again, until the motor had to come back to a standstill while at a red light,

"Oh yes, Ustad Zaki called earlier, he said his wife mustad Zaki had been discharged from the hospital."

"Alhamdulillah, God willing then tomorrow I want to go to Blitar first to look. If you can, you car come along. Same with Anin."

"Wahid tip salam aja yes ustad, because tomorrow Wahid must be to malang take care of administration."

"God willing, I will be Salami."

Finally they arrived at their destination, the house was not far from the highway, near the house of Anin's parents as well, was in one village only different from RT only.

Although newly built but the house that no one occupies.

"How about ustad, doesn't it fit?" ask Wahid after they negotiate the price with the owner of the house.

"Yes, I agree! I'll pay you a year in advance!"

"Alhamdulillah!"

After dealing with the homeowner and making the payment, Ustad Farid can't wait to tell Anin this immediately.

"Lohhh, youhh why stop ustad, someone is missing?" wahid asked as Farid stopped his motorbike at a highway junction.

"What do you mean if Farid wants to go straight home on foot?" ask Wahid.

"No." answered Farid so lightly.

"meaning?" Wahid still doesn't understand.

"Yes I ride this bike" said Ustad Farid again.

"Trus I ride what ustad?"

"Mobile bike!"

."Ustad motors? The motor is just one."

"No object pa pa ya!?" the words of Ustad Farid made Wahid frown.

"Now that's it!" his protest.

It just so happened that an ojek passed near them and Ustad Farid immediately waved his hand.

"Mas, ojek my temen yes! Please take care not to say it!"

"Yes ustad!" it turns out that ustad farid is increasingly known as an ustad in the Anin area.

"Ustad seriously?" ask Wahid again to make sure.

"Don't worry, Hid, the taxi driver doesn't like to eat people!"

Can I justad Farid, say if you already miss the same wife, Inner Wahid.

Finally, Wahid can only resign.

Gini nih if the same business of people who are again kasmaran, temen so tumbal, Wahid grumbled.

He also took a motorcycle to get to Mes again,

"Thank you, my mom!" wahid said as he got off the bike.

Seeing the taxi driver who did not go away made Wahid wonder, he said,

"What's wrong, is there something left behind?"

"That's a mas, anu_!"

"What anu?"

"Shirt yar!" seen the taxi driver hesitated to ask for his wages because the man in front of him is a friend of Farid's.

"Ustad Farid didn't say anything?" tanya Wahid.

"Not me!"

"Yes, yes, Farid!" gerutu Wahid while taking out a piece of money ten thousands.

"It's ams, thank you. Don't stop by first?"

"No need, thank you."

Wahid could only shake his head staring at the ojek's departure. This is not the first time Farid has done so. He has known ustad Farid even since childhood, things that are understood because they are quite familiar.

Clunting

Suddenly his phone rang, there was a message notification coming in. It's from ustad Farid.

//Sorry Hid, I forgot to pay his motorcycle. I have transferred all the commissions have helped find a rented house earlier, but do not waste. Make the school money, wassalamu'alaikum//

Wahid smiled, the unique custom of Farid is like that. Wahid immediately checked his M-banking and it turned out that a transfer went into his account one million rupiah.

"If gini, Wahid often stay." smile Wahid while prancing into the house.

***

Arriving at Farid's house immediately met his father-in-law who was feeding goats behind the house because Anin happened to not come home.

"Assynjetoy!"

"Waalaikum hail! Have you gone home to Farid? Eat first, your mother cook vegetables ontong!" (ontong; commonly called the heart of a banana, in Javanese it is called ontong)

"Yes, sir, I happened to have eaten in the store!" ustad Farid also participated.embaru Pak Suroso feeding goats, although never but by seeing how Mr. Suroso did it, Ustad Farid could immediately understand.

"Many goats?" ask again.

"Alhamdulillah, there are twelve, six of whom are still children. You can make savings!" said Mr. Suroso while washing his hands because it is finished.

"Alhamdulillah sir, you yourself are looking for the grass?" ask ustad Farid and do the same thing as Mr. Suroso.

Ustad Farid also followed Mr. Suroso who had been sitting in licak (his seat made of bamboo).

"Yes! Yeah sometimes Anin's mas too if she's loose!"

They looked back at the goats who were busy eating.

"Sir" said Ustad Farid later.

Mr. Suroso immediately turned his head, "Yes?" tanyanya.

"Actually Farid wants permission from his father!" ustad Farid's words managed to make Mr. Suroso turn to him, he seemed to frown making his forehead that had begun to wrinkle increased wrinkles.

"Do you think this is serious?"

"God willing." said ustad Farid, Mr. Suroso did not intend to recite the words to make Farid continue,

"Farid wants to get Anin to move if you let me!"

This time Mr. Suroso looked so surprised,

"To Bandung?" ask her quickly, even though she wants her son to get married but if this fast goes away make it heavy.

"Not sir,"

Mr. Suroso breathed a little relieved, sir,

"Then?"

"It just so happened that Farid was able to rent a house not far from here. The price is also not too burdensome."

" In fact, instead of contracting, nak Farid and Anin can build a house on the vacant land owned by his mother Anin, the same deck of Anin's chip factory, rather than his money to contract mending in the tube, son."

"God willing if there is more windfall, Farid mourn for it sir, and for the moment Farid want to invite Anin to contract first while waiting for enough savings." said ustad Farid, giving deterrent and then continue again, "Notya Farid want to refuse the offer of the father, but now Anin has become the responsibility of Farid, hopefully the father is not stunned."

Mr. Suroso smiled, "Not at all, precisely the seneng father. But you're still a few days married, shouldn't you stay here any longer? Is it uncomfortable here for Farid?"

"No sir, that's not the reason. It's just that Farid and Anin are married, it would be better if we start independent and do not depend on father and mother!"

"If that's what he wants for Farid, I can only wish you all the best!"

"Thank you sir!"

Akhrinya ustad Farid was relieved because he had obtained permission from his father-in-law, now just talk to Anin.

"Anin hasn't come home yet, sir?" ask ustad Farid again realize if the house is still quiet.

"Anin is like that, he likes to forget the time lost is around, so later on Farid will have to be a lot-a lot of patience ya face Anin."

"God willing, sir, yes, then Farid took a shower first sir, get ready for the mosque."

"Yes, I'll change with you."

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