Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 67

Anin walked Dnegan in a hurry to get into the house, he seemed to forget also had a husband until almost new magrib came.

Srekkks

Suddenly a hand held his head making Anin's steps stop.

"Mas Pariddo!" he said it while misbehaving, and the man smiled forcedly,

"Assalamualaikum mas Parid." Anin said again along with the hand of Ustad Farid who released his head.

"Greetings waalaikum,"

"Would you go to the mosque? Yes it's wrong, Anin wants to take a shower first." said Anin misbehaved with the husband's gaze.

"Other times, it's better not to go too long, the deck" he said was short, but it sounded deep and Anin knew his point.

"So I just_."

"Mas go to the mosque first!" soon iftad Farid cut off Anin's words when he wanted to reason, "Assalamualaikum!"

"Waalaikum salam." Anin could only stare at Farid's departure with a feeling of guilt that the man's back had even disappeared down the street.

Hehhhhh

Anin could only sigh. He stepped slowly towards his room, but his steps came to a halt when Bu Wiji's voice startled him.

"Have you gone home Nin?" it is not a question but a demand for accountability.

"Yes Ma'am." replied Anin resignedly, he knew for sure would know the scolding by his mother.

"Yo lek wes ndwe bojo Ki, custom ngono kwi Yo kudu in ilangi. You wes ndwe bojo, ora urep dewe neh, mesakne bojomu lek tok live in Sampek do not understand wektu ngeneki. Golek duwek Yo golek dwek, but still the obligation to make bojo Yo kudu in utamakno (Yes if you already have a husband, such habits must be eliminated. You already have a husband, no longer live alone, pity your husband if you live around until you forget such a time. Find money yes make money but still the obligation to serve the husband must be prioritized)!"

"Enggeh Ma'am, (Yes Ma'am)."

Hhhh ..

Bu Wiji let out a long sigh hearing the response from his daughter,

"No ngggeh, no nggeh, ngko Ra kepanggeh (Yes yes, yes, later did not meet)." protest later.

"Nggeh Bu, God willing, Anin knows. Anin shower first yes ma'am, sultry want to pray magrib as well."

Bu Wiji could only shake his head staring at Anin who had already entered the room.

Anin immediately took a bath and performed magrib prayers while waiting for the return of the husband, he remained sitting on the prayer mat.

Until Adzan isya' reverberated, the man did not go home. Anin took off her face and returned to fetch water.

Long enough after the completion of the Isya prayer', Farid's ustad did not also come.

"Hehhhhh, maybe he was angry." muttered Anin as he took off his face and folded it neatly.

"But I wasn't wrong, I was late for a reason." Anin was still trying to defend herself.

"Assalamualaikum, deck."

Deg

Hearing that voice, instead of directly answering the greeting, Anin's heart was beating violently.

Astaghfirullah azim thing, how is this. Until the sound of greeting is heard again.

"Assalamualaikum, deck. Is it sleeping?"

"Waalaikum salam, enter mas." said Anin quickly before Farid sent back to say hello.

Ustad Farid opened his door slowly and closed it again. He turned back and looked at Anin who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Already know, pack his nanya again. Inner Anin upset, not because of the question of Farid but he was upset because the words he had designed at length disappeared immediately when he heard Farid's voice.

And the current Anin could only answer with a nod.

Crazy heart ..., inner Anin again. And that beat accelerated as Farid walked closer to him.

Ustad Farid shifted the plastic chair at the edge of the room and brought it closer to Anin.

"Sir, I want to say something!" he said after actually sitting in front of Anin.

No, I had to defend myself before I was blamed, Anin's mind closed her eyes. He could not speak if he looked at the man in front of him.

"Yes Anin knows, Anin is wrong but Anin has a reason why Anin can get home late. Anin was on the road to meet Joko sir, he asked Anin to see his cassava in the field, our trus nego but did not meet the deal. Finally Anin roamed around again, on the road suddenly Anin's tires leaked, for there_." Suddenly Anin stopped his words making ustad Farid frown.

"Who did you meet?"

Ahhh, why can keceplosan anyway ..., Inner Anin cursed he said himself. He opened his eyes and shook his head.

"Who did you meet?" ask ustad Farid again.

"Ketemu_, meet mas David." said Anin hesitated, "But really nothing, mas David just help Anin find a tire patcher. "

"Trus?"

"Terus_, mas David ngajak Anin drinking coffee as long as his men find a tire stye."

"Ohh." The instant the look on Farid's face changed, the feeling of spirit seemed to disappear.

"But we are not alone, there are his men as well. The oath!" anin said as she observed her two fingers, but Farid quickly held her back.

"Don't do that" he said, wiping Anin's hand over his lap.

"I don't close my oath on anything against you, deck" he said gently and it made Anin feel even more guilty.

"Sorry." That's all Anin can say now.

Ustad Farid smiled softly, "Mas wants to talk to Anin about something."

"What?"

"Mas has been hired for us," said Ustad Farid, and immediately Anin stuck, "I'm sorry if I didn't talk about this before."

"So she meant?"

"Yes, I want to take the deck Anin moved from here!"

"But mas_!"

I can't cook. He had never dealt with kitchen affairs, Bu Wiji never demanded Anin or Novi to do kitchen work.

"We learn together!"

"All right, Anin, how else!" said Anin resigned, after all, not a bad idea if you live together.

Finally Anin could not do much, although living far away with the old man meant that he had to start doing everything himself, he had to do.

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