Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 87
Ustad Farid finally decided to leave, if he said sick yes sick but he also could not blame Anin budhenya. Budhe Anin is only expressing his disappointment to Anin for preferring him.
Because today he does not have a schedule at school, iftad Farid also choose directly to the shophouse he just rented. The plan today is some Muslim clothing will be brought to the shophouse, lucky in the shophouse there are already some clothes racks left by previous tenants.
As for Anin, he was forced to postpone his plans to go to the production site of the chips, he contacted his employees for mehandle as long as he had not come.
"Budhe didn't go to my father's house first?" anin asked as she placed a cup of coffee on the table.
Budhe Anin was leaning his back on the chair stand while massaging his temple,
"Why? Don't like budhe here?" asked snab budhe while glancing cynically at Anin.
Anin sighed and stood behind her bud,
"It's not so budhe. Let Anin massage budhe."
"Budhe more dizzy look at your home, you are not thinking. Should buy a house that negotiations first, do not immediately want."
"Budhe already seneng fitting your father said that your husband who just bought the house, budhe thought not this small."
"So here Anin is grateful, budhe. Anin and Mas Parid can sleep well."
"Indeed with gratitude the house can be big, try to think later if you have children, where do they want to sleep? Budhe had been around, his room was only one even made a computer. What do computers do, rich snobs. It's not important to buy, it's a waste of money."
"That's what Parid budhe does."
"Yes aampuuun, so the teacher just pack a computer, pack all wifi channels, do not understand I think children today."
"That's for the live of Mas Parid, budhe." Anin can only answer immediately, willing to insist on the same budhenya, budhenya also will not understand.
"Alahhhhh, so want to be an artist? Wong is not famous for where there is money. The mending that's already visible,"
"What do you mean budhe?"
"Yes budhe, try if you marry David. There is no need for a live kayak Farid, he is also famous."
"Astaghfirullah azim things, budhe. It is enough budhe comparing mas Parid with mas Dapid, will not be of any use. Want as rich as possible mas Dapid, Anin is still the wife of mas Parid. Anin hope budhe can take this."
"Yo wes is mboh, sak karepmu. Wes Kono bugal o, budhe want to rest."
Although upset akhrinya Anin left his own budhe at home. He will also be more upset if lingering at home together with his budhe.
"Budhe slept here?" Anin was so dumbfounded when her bud had already entered into her room.
"Indeed why? You're three if Budhe sleeps outside. Yes let your husband be outside." said budhe as he laid his body on the bed.
"No on deck, let the mas sleep outside" said Ustad Farid to give up his bed.
"Where are you going?" asked Budhe again when he saw Anin about to come out.
"Sleep out there, Parid budhe."
"Not polite, there are budhe here, what are you guys doing?"
"Yes ti_dur budhe." replied Anin hesitated.
"Sleeping with budhe, budhe wants to be in her foot massage."
Anin turned to look at Farid, who was already in the doorway and Farid nodded his head.
"The gas came out." he said later, and Farid's ustad actually came out.
Anin was forced to go back to the budhe and began to massage his feet.
Every time Anin kept looking at the clock, she wished her bud had gone to sleep and she could leave him. But the budhenya continued to talk to and fro, although not talking about David again still make Anin's ears hot.
Uhhhhh ....
Anin let out a sigh of relief as she confirmed that if her bud had gone to sleep, the clock had already pointed to the number eleven.
Slowly Anin came out of the room and looked for the whereabouts of the husband. It turned out that the husband was sleeping in front of the tv, with a folding foam.
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