USTADZ
78. I'm Father!

Gian closed the door of his apartment while breathing heavily. He cursed himself. Why did he try to be impulsive by coming to Syahla's apartment at one night? And the reason, is to return the jacket? Sillier. To be honest, Gian did not feel willing if Syahla was in the same room with other men, even though it was Syahla's own husband.

"I why the hell?" Gian leaned his forehead against the wall of the apartment. "Why am I like that?"

Gian shook his head quickly. Suddenly a soft touch touched his feet. Gian jumped up, but he smiled after seeing his two cats there.

"Hello kids, you hungry huh? Sorry yes, Papa was very upset, so he forgot. We'll eat yuk first?"

Gian then carried the two feathers and went to the place where their food bowl was. He hopes the presence of his two beloved cats will comfort his heartache.

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Meanwhile, Syahla and Ustadz Amar slept with each other. Even though the night air in Jakarta is as hot as day, it still does not make their hugs slack off each other. Syahla even more shrunk his head on the chest of the field of the husband, while Ustadz Amar let his arms become a pillow.

At half-five in the morning, the couple woke up happily. Ustadz Amar, who had woken up, looked at his wife's face with a smile. He peeped his wife's face many times to wake her beloved.

"Ehm.." Syahla. His eyelids opened, and the first sight he saw was the face of Ustadz Amar who was looking at him with a smile. Syahla spontaneously covered her face with her palm.

"Ah, why is it closed?" Ustadz Amar exclaimed in disappointment. He then grabbed the wife's hand and tried to lower Shahla's palm. "I'd like to see your newly woken face,"

"I'm ugly!" Shahla is still trying to keep both hands. "I must be drooling?"

Ustadz Amar chuckles. "Yes, snore again,"

"Seriously?" Syahla shock's. "Where's dong? I definitely don't like me anymore. Well, can't be like this, I have to quickly wash my face!"

Shahla hurried up from the bed and tried to escape, but Ustadz Amar had already placed his big hand on his waist. Then spoiled, Ustadz Amar rested his chin on Shahla's shoulder.

"Don't go first. I want to be like this for a minute. I want to make sure that this isn't all a dream."

Syahla was silent at the husband's words. He smiled and gently stroked Ustadz Amar's head. "I also feel like I'm dreaming now."

Ustadz Amar lifted his chin, then he pulled the body of the wife until slammed on the mattress. "Do you want me to prove that this is real?"

Ustadz Amar chuckles. "Out of prayer means may, yes?"

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By noon, Syahla and Ustadz Amar went to the veterinary clinic where Gian practiced. Because the veterinary clinic is in a strategic place, no doubt if the situation is always crowded. Actually Syahla could have gone there earlier, given the location of the clinic which is not too far from the apartment. But, because the husband kept her in bed, they were able to leave after eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

Shahla glanced in annoyance at Ustadz Amar. Because of her husband, she currently has to queue to arrange an appointment with Gian. Thankfully, Marla was not too fussy. The white cat fell asleep in the arms of her husband.

"Or Marla, if you're the same father, again" Shahla pursed her lips. "Usually if it's the same with me, just want to enter the clinic already ngereog."

"If it depends on the deeds anyway," ledek Ustadz Amar. "Marla does love Papa, doesn't she?"

Syahla sneers. You fat cat, even though all this time you are feeding me!

After waiting for half an hour, Marla was finally called into the room. Gian smiles sumringah welcomes Syahla, but his smile fades when he sees Marla entering with Ustadz Amar.

"Why is the doctor's face so sour?" Ustadz Amar sat down leisurely in the chair provided. "Related because it wasn't my wife who came?"

Gian tried to smile as sincerely as possible, even though he actually refused. "Where could I be? Hello Marla, have you not been here for a long time? Remember Papa?"

"Papa?" Ustadz Amar's forehead wrinkled. "Why is the doctor Marla's father? Marla has me."

"Oh yeah," Gian patted his own eel. "Like the habit,"

Ustadz Amar rolled his eyes in annoyance. Next, Gian examines Marla and gives some injections to the cat. Marla meows in pain.

"Oh, is it sick? Hold on, son, it's for your health. Here, Papa uh doctor love your favorite snack ya.." Gian carried Marla skillfully and fed Marla a pack of cat snacks.

Ustadz Amar looked at the scene in front of him with a hold of annoyance. He was so sad, I was Marla's father!