Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 73

Finally the day came, Anin and Ustad Farid were already in the nature of the pick up car with their own bysrad farid driving.

"Memorify the same road here, lest Parid mas has long ago yes here?" asked Anin astonished, because the husband did not look confused at all.

"Two decks!"

"Huh seriously?" asked Anin while leaning her body closer towards Ustad Farid.

Looking at Anin who was flashing rapidly in front of her face, made ustad Farid feel groggy.

O Allah, Deck Anin whatever he did he deliberately teased me like ..., inner ustad Farid with bated breath.

"Sir, can you go back to her place? I_must concentrate right now!" utad Farid said nervously and it made Anin smile, he returned to his sitting position.

"Hehhhhhhh ..., whereas I have returned dozens of times from Tulungagung to Blitar, but still strayed," murmured Anin and managed to make Farid smile.

"Why did you get lost?" ask ustad farid later.

"I can't read google maps. Sorry Parid knows that too." Anin remembered how they first met while looking for Ayu's house. Because he did not dare say that he could not read google map made them just muters on the same road.

"Other times if you don't know, don't pack a google map deck!"

"Trus pack what dong?"

"God's guide."

"How?"

"Sholat istikharah aja deck," said ustad Farid with a smile on his back to let Anin know if this time the husband was joking.

Finally an hour passed and they were almost there, but Farid continued to mutter around the market and the park where many street vendors on the side of the road.

It managed to make Anin astonished, though,

That was the father who was, I am sure the same mustache ..., Anin minded while looking at the ponded father with a thick mustache who was busy baking bread.

"Stop, stop!?" anin's orders led Farid to stop his car abruptly and marginalize him.

"What's the deck? Anin keblet deck huh?" ask ustad Farid.

"Mas Parid, again the map?" anin asked later, as she remembered though unsure but they had already circled the place up to three times.

"No, I'm still looking for souvenirs. It's not good to come empty-handed."

"Oh by-by! What are you looking for anyway?"

"Actually I'm looking for martabak!" utad Farid said and managed to make Anin sigh.

"So since we were muters like we were just going to buy martabak?"

"Not a deck kitty!" ustad Farid protest.

"Tire oil!" said Anin was upset, because his body was tired all because of too long muters. "That's martabak massssss!" said Anin again while pointing towards the thick mustachioed father who was baking toast.

"I don't mean martabak egg deck."

"Terusss?"

"Sweet martabak!"

"I think we should go down!" anin and Ustad Farid said.

They approached the egg martabak seller,

"Wes Saiki woconen mas (already now read mas)!" pinta Anin on Ustad Farid.

"Light of the moon and an egg!" said Ustad Farid read the writing on the wagon.

"Wi guuuueeediii mas tulisane (that's bueeesaaarrrrrr mas )!"

"Come on (yes on )!"

"That's bright moon deck, not sweet martabak!"

"Podo wae masssss (same aja masssss ), until goleki (you look for) sweet martabak from the west end to the east end of Blitar, one thousand if you meet, mas!"

"meaning?"

"Yo Iki mas seng in arani martabak sweet Yo bright moon (yes this mas which in the meaning of sweet martabak is yes bright moon)!"

"Ohhhhh, is that it!?" said Ustad Farid innocently.

Hmhhh ....

Akhrinya Anin sighed in relief and they ordered several servings of sweet martabak with various toppings.

***

Ustad Farid turned his head to the chair beside him, after the wife's chattering suddenly felt silent no sound anymore it turned out that the woman was asleep.

"How is this?" said confused. He wanted to wake him but could not bear, but if not awakened he also could not bear to let his own wife in the car.

Finally he decided to wake her.

"Sir, deck!" with a gentle and subtle pat on Anin's shoulder, he tried to wake her up.

"Dec is up deck, it's up."

Even until Farid hardened his clap, Anin was still slumbering, it seemed like he was really tired.

"Not waking up either!" muttered.

"Do I go inside." he murmured. Ustad Farid decided to get off the car first and ran around the front of the car, opening the side door.

"Bismilbornrahmanirrahim!" he said slowly by slowly inserting his hands under Anin's thighs,

"It's not a sin, is it!?" again he made sure.

Srekkks

Akhrinya ustad Farid steadily raised Anin's body, and,

Dugs

Because of being too excited and lack of calculation accidentally Anin's head hit the edge of the car door.

"Aughhhh, aughhh!" lamented Anin made Fatid shocked and almost dropped Anin's body, lucky to quickly hold Farid in order not to fall into the hold making Anin more riveted.

"Sorry deck, I didn't mean it. Isn't it sick?" tanya ustad Farid was so successful in bringing down Anin.

Anin only shook her head in shock.

"Sir, seriously not pa pa?" ustad asked Farid to make sure and Anin again just nodded.

"Try talking deck!" ustad Farid's orders, this is not Anin's custom. If Anin was suddenly quiet it looked strange. " Anin's deck didn't lose its voice because of the door shock?"

"Yo ora is mas, mas Parid is there - there is ae!"

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