Ustad, Marry Me!
Chapter 90

"Come home early?" anin asked when Farid came home from the mosque before eight o'clock at night.

"Yes dek, I'm not studying today."

Anin seemed still busy preparing food for her husband, after several months of marriage made Anin get used to homework. Although most of the people who do the Farid. But for cooking, now the job has been taken over by Anin. Armed with YouTube videos and some cooking content in the tok, Anin began to be able to make some foods that are modified into his own recipe.

"Eat the mas," said Anin while offering a pair of soy sauce chicken noodles.

Ustad Farid quickly read the prayer and began eating the wife's meal,

"It's really wisdom food that you eat.". he said, chewing his food.

"Don't be a little bit more."

"Serious mas. Want to know what makes it so good?"

"What?"

"Because it is accompanied by the most beautiful angel in the world and made by himself equally aware. You know this is what makes this food delicious, maybe a lot of good but the delicious is just this."

As soon as Anin's face blushed, it felt like dozens of butterflies were flying from Anin's head.

"Dek Anin didn't eat?" ask ustad Farid when he realizes Anin did not take food.

"Yet, sorry, Anin did not wait. Anin we go home at night, hungry so Anin eats first."

"Ohhh, no pa pa deck. Do not feel guilty so, sorry yes mas wrong, mas always make the deck Anin nungu."

"No pa pa, relax. Oh yes, by the way why did you come home spitty? Who is doing the study?"

"Kyai Hasan's son."

Pugnacious

Anin swallowed her Saliva violently. He looked at his husband seriously.

"Kiyai Hasan?" Anin still denied her hearing.

"She deck. Kyai Hasan's son has just returned from the boarding school. His son is kind, calm, handsome. Dek Anin cook not familiar?"

"Know kok_, mas! Recognize." Anin replied nervously, "Yes Anin's been to the bathroom first yes mas, earlier Anin forgot not to rinse the laundry."

Srekkks

Ustad Farid quickly restrained Anin's hand,

"Sit down the deck,"

'Don't you know something Farid!?' batin Anin was worried, she complied with her husband's request and sat back down.

"What's wrong?"

"Let the mas work, Anin's deck sleep, later mas nyulus."

"But my mom,"

"Dek Anin's been working hard all day, so let's go."

Sure enough, this week Anin was really busy because he was building a production site for chips, although it was entrusted to the craftsman but Anin still monitored the problem of ingredients and their desanine as well. He also temporarily had to move the production site to his mother's kitchen to keep production running during construction.

"Well, Anin go to the room first."

Anin immediately got up from her seat, she went to the room.

Anin sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clutching the sheets with a face full of worry.

All the thoughts about what might happen made Anin even more anxious, she even forgot her intention to sleep. How he can sleep also his feelings are in the escape of worry.

"Kyai Hasan has told me everything, hasn't he?" he said after a long time in the same position.

"What story deck?"

The question immediately dawned on Anin, he looked for the source of the voice and it turned out that the husband was behind her.

"Ahhh it's mas, the story of Fais mas."

"She's a story anyway,"

"Yes right, mas? So you already know dong?" anin asked as she shifted her seat hoping that her husband would sit next to her.

"It turns out that Fais had taught in the pesantren where he studied. The target was supposed to go home a year ago, but because the owner of the boarding school asked ustad Fais to be a teacher there, Fais delayed his return."

"Want to do it" Anin murmured quietly but could still be heard by Ustad Farid.

"What's the deck?"

"Ahhh mas, it's worth long time not to go home, apparently not taught as well."

"So I heard from Fais's story." Ustad Farid smiled and rubbed Anin's face, "Kok so talk ustad Fais anyway, later he choked. How about we plan for the future."

"What do you mean by Parid?"

"We produce children yukkk," said Ustad Farid while rubbing Anin's face.

"Mass, uh,"

Elsewhere, Ustad Fais was still unable to sleep. He chose to spend his time on the porch while reading a book.

"Not sleeping, Is?" ask kyai Hasan. He sat down after his son.

"Well, Abah hasn't slept?"

"Not sleepy, you alone?"

"Balum bah, still fun to read. Kangen is also the same atmosphere of the house, want to go for a walk tomorrow." said Ustad Fais, then he closed the bouquet as soon as he remembered something.

"Oh yes, if Farid married who?"

Hearing the question from his son, Kyai Hasan fell silent.

"I'm sorry Abah didn't tell you the same story before."

"What's the bah?" ask ustad Fais with a frown that is wrinkled to make his thick eyebrows almost fused together.

"Ustad Farid Anin's husband."

Instantly the atmosphere became silent, neither Fais nor Kyai Hasan let out any more sounds.

Until finally iftad Fais ventured to ask, "When the Bah?"

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