USTADZ
44. What's your Husband's special?

“LAKSMI!” Syahla deliberately entered the dormitory by sneaking around and patting his best friend's shoulder to make him surprised. Turns out the plan went well. Laksmi who was busy reading the book immediately jumped in shock.

“Astaghfirullah! The chicken! Chicken!” For some reason, the animal is always called Laksmi every time he was surprised. In a few moments, Laksmi looked at Syahla. Maybe his mind was busy thinking, is he dreaming now?

“SYAHLA?” laksmi said after his consciousness returned. “Truly Syahla?”

Shahla nodded her head and hugged her best friend. “Yes, Laksmi! It´s me! Your most beautiful friend!”

“Yesampun! I miss it!” Laksmi hugged Syahla back tightly. Even though time had passed, their habits had not changed. It's always fun to see each other.

“Anyone is the same? Same Ustadz Amar?”

“Iya,” Syahla nods her head. “My husband's name,”

“UWAAAAA!!!” Laksmi immediately exclaimed in excitement. “My husband is not, tuh!”

“What the hell is Mi? why scream?” laksmi's dormitory friends arrive because they hear Laksmi's call. For a moment, they did not realize that there was Shahla there. After waking up, they even followed by shouting like Laksmi before.

“Yesampun! There's Madam Syahla! His wife Ustadz Amar!”

“Mana? Where?”

In the end, Laksmi's room was filled with dormitory members who were curious about the whereabouts of Shahla. Shahla was in their midst answering the questions that were asked of her.

“Mbak, how does it feel to marry a handsome person?”

“La, if at home, Ustadz Amar is still fierce?”

“What do you call his beloved?”

“How many kids do you have?”

“Ustadz Amar open second wife vacancy, no?”

That last question made Syahla widen her eyes. “No! There is no second wife! I'm the only one who's my husband's wife!”

“Cieee!!” shahla's anger even makes the princess santri more excited. Shahla immediately closed her face in embarrassment.

Fortunately, a few moments later, the bell will begin to ring. The princesses who had originally surrounded Syahla immediately dispersed themselves to their respective classes. Leave Syahla and Laksmi who happen to have no teaching schedule today.

“Yaampun, tired of it..” Syahla sighed in relief after they left. He was like an artist being interviewed by reporters. “Indeed my wedding with Ustadz Amar was like that huh?”

“Not Just a scene, La. Viral though! All students have declared your wedding day a world day of heartbreak!”

“Dih lebay,” Syahla sneers. “Even so, but there are so many who ngefans.”

“Halah.. fiercely so do you keep love to?” laksmi Syndir. “Eat him, so that guy don't hate the other guy too much. Because hate is the same love is different thin,”

Syahla. “Can be you. Ah, don't talk about me anymore. How are you yourself? Lecture smoothly?”

“Alhamdulillah, smooth. Eh know not La, the lecturer at my campus is yes.”.

As is their custom since long ago, Syahla and Laksmi tell each other about their daily lives. Every now and then, they seem to reminisce about the times when they were still studying in the cottage. So hard to forget time.

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"Your husband is the same Abahku," Gus Adil suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Well, just pray you get to meet your husband today."

Syahla just smiled faintly hearing the words ketus Gus Adil. He had the intention of turning around to return to the room, before Gus Adil continued his words.

"Which part of it, Kang Amar is better than me?"

Shahla turned her body while frowning in wonder. Did he not hear wrong?

"Aren't you also the daughter of the famous Kyai in your area? Don't you find it useless to marry a commoner?" Gus Adil walked closer to Shahla. "What makes Kang Amar more special?"

Syahla took a long breath. Apparently he didn't hear wrong. Gus Adil seemed to start blatantly showing his dislike of Ustadz Amar.

"Sorry Gus," Shahla replied firmly, but her tone was soft. "I can't judge who's better. Because the judgment is only God has the right to determine. After all, I did not feel in vain because I was married to my husband. Because my husband is obviously more dignified than a Kyai son who talks about other people in the back,"

Gus Fair laughed. Shahla's words sounded polite, but piercing. "You're the kind of person who says all your head? Do you not feel sorry for me who is the son of your kya?"

"Of course I feel sad, so now I say polite. Njenengan do not know what I will say if the person is not njenengan,"

Gus Fair laughed again. "You're interesting. It's only fitting that the santri sons often talk about you,"

"Oh yeah? I feel flattered. I hope that it doesn't include the people who talk about me."

"If in the past, I'm not interested," Syahla really wanted to slap the face of Gus Adil who looks songong. "But now I'm very interested. Do you want to break up with your husband and just be with me?"

Syahla. "Sorry Gus, but I have a taste in choosing my partner. It feels like, being totally incomparable to my husband."

"I mean, I'm inferior to your husband?" Ask Gus Adil to be offended. "What are the advantages of Amar? Why is everyone praising him? Why does my brother talk about him all the time? Abah never even talked about any cottage program to me, but to Amar who just came, Abah immediately told me everything."

"If it's about that, why not ask directly with Abah?" Syahla actually already feels annoyed not playing. "I have actually been watching Njenengan since we ate together earlier. Is it not the njenengan himself who is not interested in the discussion of the cottage program? Every time Abah began to talk about it, his face looked sour and did not care. It was different with my husband who welcomed me enthusiastically. Of course Abah will choose to talk to people who are in frequency with him. If you feel you do not accept it, why not just tell Abah? Njenengan is currently complaining that I am also free," Syahla took a deep breath to win herself.

"I'm sorry for my stupidity Gus. I retreated," Syahla just stepped away. But just a few steps away, he was surprised to see someone standing in front of him.

"Om Su—ah, Mas Amar?" Syahla still had time to fix calls. "When's sampeyan been here?"

"Just now" Ustadz Amar smiled. "I just wanted to see if you've come home from the dorm."

"Oh, I just came too." Syahla then grabbed her husband's arm and shifted the topic. "Sampeyan met up with friends?"

"Then I met Yasir. My only friend in the cabin was Yasir,"

Syahla. "What did Ustadz Yasir say?"

"Say she was jealous because I was married while she was single,"

"Aahaha! Any time?"

"Yes, so I kindly advised him to fast a lot and pray at night" Ustadz Amar then turned his gaze to Gus Adil. "Eh, assalamu'alaikum Gus Fair,"

"Waalaikumsalam," Gus Fair nodded his head briefly.

"Eh, everything is here! Yuk, eat first!" Nyai Siti's mother appeared from the direction of the kitchen while waving her hands. Syahla hurriedly took her husband into the dining room. He had to prevent a war between Ustadz Amar and Gus Adil.