Ustadz Idol
As it is up to you

Pov saris

I could only nod, without making a sound, my throat felt choked, even to swallow Saliva alone I had trouble.

Moses took off my clothes after I nodded, hurried me out of the room and walked towards the dining room next to the pantry, Grandpa Atmo was there, was chatting with a chef who was at work by grandfather to cook at the inn.

When I arrived and sat down next to grandfather, it turns out that grandfather had ordered a super spicy seafood fried rice for me, from the aroma made my stomach feel hungry, not waiting long, from the smell, I immediately ate a food that was very attention-grabbing and aroused my appetite.

Grandpa seemed to smile at the way I ate, which was so fast and vibrant.

" Grandfather's granddaughter is really hungry what's this doyan?", Grandpa Atmo patted me on the back.

I smiled at Grandpa's words.

" Fear and cake" I replied.

" Brand...Sari....., eat again huh?".

" uhuk..uhuk.", the sound made me choke on the super spicy fried rice that I was enjoying.

My throat was hot and my nose was so painful. I immediately finished the glass of water that was in front of me.

Moses suddenly came and greeted the grandfather who was sitting next to me, strangely I was so shocked when I heard his voice behind me.

Finally the pleasure of fried rice immediately disappeared has been replaced with a poignant taste in the nose and heat in the throat.

The rest of the rice that stayed a few mouthfuls I didn't eat anymore. " Sari had finished eating the cake, wanted to go to the minimarket for a while, wanted to buy a solution of three footprints, this is a very hot throat", I immediately ran to the minimarket to buy what I called earlier, I said, and walked out of the inn.

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As Sari passed through the gate suddenly there was a motor stop in front of her. Moses chases Sari on a motorbike, which he accidentally borrows from the janitor at the inn. Atmo's grandfather tells Moses to chase after Sari and take her to the minimarket.

Because Sari had just run away, without taking her wallet and cellphone first.

" Let's go up, the minimarket is quite far, and the road goes up, you will eventually arrive when you walk", invite Moses.

" This one can motor from where?, but it is true also his speech", inward Sari, finally Sari obeying Musa went up to the motorbike, actually the mini market is not too far away, but the road that goes up makes the motor run slowly, so the journey feels longer.

" Tau like this was a walk", Inner Sari.

And finally arrived at the minimarket in five minutes. " There is no difference in walking the same as riding a motorbike, the camera is the same as five minutes", muttered Sari.

Sari immediately went down and into the minimarket, bought a footprints solution of three 5 bottles at a time, and was about to pay to the cashier. But Sari just remembered that her purse she put on the table next to the bathtub was about to take a shower.

" A total of 35,000 Mba" said the cashier with a friendly smile.

" For a moment" Sari went outside and met Moses who was still riding on the motorbike. But his steps stopped when he saw Moses entering the minimarket.

" Mister... bring a wallet?, Sari borrowed the money first, forgot not to bring a wallet", Sari's remark made Moses smile, it turns out that Grandpa Atmo's guess is very appropriate.

Moses walked to the cashier. " How much is mba?".

" Mba?, so how many in total?", Moses repeated his question.

" Ih..mba this is even dumbfounded!", Sari's screams made the cashier realize.

" Uh yes.. sorry Mas, ouch mas this artist is not it?, why his face can be clean and handsome, ask photos can not mas?", asked mba Kasir

" No way, so over time, here Mr. money, this hunt my throat is very hot", Sari pulled a hundred thousand from the wallet of Moses and paid the cashier Mba.

" What?, why call him sir?, what mom and dad young huh?, well mama is very lucky, young can a handsome husband like an artist who often nongol on TV", mummified mba Cashier.

Moses only smiled at the words of the cashier Mba.

" What...?, husband?, I am still in High School ya mba, just up the 3rd grade, did you look rich mom-and-mom until she said mom and dad young. He is my teacher mba, don't get me wrong", explained Sari who did not want to be told young mama.

" The mother is joking yes, if the same teacher students can boncengan motorbike and road together to the lodging complex like this, usually the one here, lovers or newlyweds", said Mba Kasir while giving a shopping receipt and change.

The words of the cashier Mba immediately made Sari difficult to swallow her saliva. And hurriedly walked out of the minimarket.

Sari put the grocery bag on the round table and sat in the chair in front of the minimarket, and drank the solution until one bottle was finished.

" It still feels a little hot throat, not like in the ad, which can be drunk immediately", muttered Sari while twirling the empty bottle in her hand.

" Patience, where there is a cure, the body also needs a process to digest the food and drinks we consume", Moses came out of the minimarket and sat in a chair next to Sari.

Sari deliberately pulled her chair, giving distance to Moses' chair, Sari still awkwardly sitting close to Moses, because of the words of the cashier Mba.

" Where did you get your motorcycle loan from?", Sari finally asked another question, deliberately looking for other topics to eliminate the awkwardness between them.

" Your grandfather borrowed from someone who worked at the inn. Tell me to make you antherin", Moses said.

Sari then looked at Moses, Moses understood if Sari seemed to want to say something. But Moses did not want to ask first, afraid to think to the PD.

But true to Moses' guesses, Sari suddenly started talking back.

" Sir..., ouch. if again outside like this call the teacher with the name Pak so as to call the same husband, then call him 'tadz' only yes, short for.

' ustadz', let no one else think we are husband and wife" said Sari.

" Why?, do you mind?", asked Moses.

" Loh, did you not mind?, obviously it will lower the market father, later if there are girls who want to deketin father, because I call sir thought father is married, then,and the girl turned right did not become PDKT the same father", explained Sari.

" Oh yes, yesterday also sister Ema and sister Dewi asked for my father's mobile number, it seems they are interested and want deketin deh father, can Sari give the father's number to them?", tanya Sari asked for approval.

" It's up to you, if you give my number to someone else, then when they call me, I'll tell them if you're my girlfriend. Let them stop to call me again".

" What kind of thought is that?, you can lie like that", asked Sari.

" It's up to you, the key is with you, if you don't give my number to anyone it means I won't lie, but if you give my number to someone else, then the sin of my lies you must bear", Moses said as he moved to the motorbike they had been riding.