Utami Khoirunnisa's
25. Khodijah

Tonight, Mr. Ustadz introduced his beautiful daughter. Ayu's face, pure white skin, glowed like a flick of stars in the night sky. Her smile was sweet, very innocent and calm.

That was Utami's first impression upon seeing him.

Suppose the girl is at school, she must be the envy of all the women in the class, fortunately Utami and Asri are also Trixi who saw, they actually admire this amazingly beautiful figure.

"Kids, this is Khodijah, the son of the Father, who will join you" Smile Mr. Ustadz while stroking the head of Khodijah.

The girl only smiled and lowered her head, especially when the Brotherhood whispered whisper about her beauty.

"So that Akhwatnya is still a little so it can be added again to draw, if there are many students, God willing we can make a small cottage" explained Mr. Ustadz.

"Oh yeah, how about Israel Mi'raj? Is there any preparation?" ask Mr. Ustadz again.

"Udah Mr. Ustadz, we have arranged several events and the time is certain" replied Abi firmly.

"What do the young people do?"

"Hadroh Sir"

Mr. Ustadz nodded in agreement.

"Later Khodijah can join the vocals as Umi"

The two immediately glanced at each other and smiled awkwardly. Though they had just met, but Khodijah's view first focused on Utami.

Does his face fit that name? So that when he heard his name called everyone as if he knew that it was him.

"When what's the opening show?" Ask Mr. Ustadz again.

"Oh it was also in coursein sir, Abi sama Agus so MC, recitation sholawat the same Trixi and Asri, tilawatil Qur'an his Umi, means the same Khodijah now" he made the girls half-dead in shock.

Especially Trixi who reflexively pinched Abi's thigh.

"Astagfirullah, why are you tea?" abi asked in shock and pain on his shoulder

"What a thing, that's your desire is not the result of the discussion" said Trixi did not accept

"Yes no papa oruh, dapet pahala" said Agus.

"But it-"

"Yes but-"

"Yes, already, so did Mr. Ustadz" he said again not caring about the Ukhty who disagreed on his opinion.

Mr. Ustadz just smiled at their comments. "Alhamdulillah, Come on spirit, dare to perform for good" support Mr. Ustadz..

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Early in the morning, Dad was ready with neat clothes, carrying his heavy bag on his shoulders, wearing shoes and a hat.

"Mom, where are you going?" utami asked as soon as she saw mom preparing a lot of food in the kitchen.

"Tea work, out of town" replied the mother was busy with her activities.

Utami who was still slinging a towel on his shoulder walked over to the Father on the terrace.

"Sir, how did you work so far away?" utami asked as soon as he arrived and sat down beside Dad.

Before replying, Dad sipped his coffee first. "Why? It's normal"

Utami scowled "Now are you old, A Ilham and A Rahman also working right now? Don't be tired"

Dad smelled his smile softly, his big hand stroking Utami's head full of affection.

"Father still has a responsibility, for your Mother, for you, for Zidan, for all children of the Father, especially those who are not married"

Utami smiled bitterly. "who is married is also still troublesome" inner Utami.

"Udah, you don't think about what, a real school, diligent learning, so a righteous child" he said again as if he could guess Utami's mind.

Soon, the mother came to give provisions to Father, tidied up his clothes, led him to arrive in front of the alley, then prayed for his health, safety, and smooth recovery.

The lovely wife!

Fortunately, I have a wife like her mother who is smart, wise, gentle, loving and in disdain for everyone. Although he was overprotective to his children, especially to Utami, But they know, If the love of the mother is greater than the love of the child to his mother.

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