Wife Ustadz?
Babb 24's. Ninja-like
Tiidd ...
Tiidd ...
The sound of a car horn, from outside the house.
"Whose car horn is this night?" ninen asked half a question and he looked at Hasna.
Hasna simply shook her head while shrugging both of her shoulders and smiled
"less to know Nin." he finally spoke.
"Waaahh must be Ustadz Afnan's. What are you wearing, let him not see my face. Anyway Ustaz can't see my face before we're officially married. Let alone! let him be curious. It's better if he thinks I'm ugly" Hasna murmured in his heart.
Tiidd ...
Tiidd ...
Before long, the sound of the gate was opened and it was seen Bik Rumi running from the outside of the house to the stairs and approached Grandma Hasna.
"Mother ... Ms. .. There are guests!" said Bik Rumi, with a breath that was wheezing because he had half run up the stairs.
"Who's Bik?" ask Grandma Hasna.
"That's Mom, who was here the other day! the Ustaz ... Anu .. em ...," Bik Rumi's voice was cut off.
"Ooh Ustadz Afnan" guessed Ninen
"Well that's it, that handsome Ustaz. Right Ma!" Rumi said enthusiastically.
"Yey, Auntie just knows the handsome guy!" chirps Hasna. Make Rumi blush.
"Hihi, Neng Nana's. Yes know dong! auntie's eyes are observant when you see a handsome man. Non Nana jealous huh, her future husband Bibik praise?" asked Rumi in a joking tone.
"Hishh, am I jealous? No!" exclaim Hasna.
"Already! Honey, Ninen down first yes see Nak Ustaz," said Ninen and diyakan by Hasna. Hasna's grandmother came down, to approach her guests.
After Ninen got to the bottom floor.
"Asalamualaikum Nek" Afnan said. When he saw Grandma Hasna approaching him.
"Waalaikum greetings" said Grandma Hasna replied to Afnan's greeting. Followed by the kiss on hand by Afnan and Ubaydillah.
"Son Ustaz, the nights here are there important things?" ask Grandma to Afnan who has now been invited in and sit in the middle room.
"This is Nek, Umi mandated clothes, to be worn tomorrow by Hasna, during the sermon," said Afnan
"Oohh so, let Grandma say Later" said Grandma.
"But .. Sorry, Grandma! there are a few dresses that Hasna herself has to choose from and the rest I have to bring back tonight" Afnan said. Meanwhile, Ubaydillah just shut up and listened.
"Like that, kid! well Grandma will call Hasna first, she's in her room" Hasna said kindly.
After saying goodbye to Afna and Ubaydillah, Ninen went upstairs to Hasna's room.
"A'a bro, instead of Anta saying, doi again clubbing," whispered Ubaydillah.
"Yes Dek sob, Ana is also confused! hasna was on the phone saying she was Clubing and there was loud music" said Afnan, grinning.
"But koq, suddenly it's home huh?" ask Ubaydillah.
"Let's go, Hasna's probably home!" answer Afnan lightly.
"So fast?" Ubaydillah was still very curious.
"That's it. Don't think about it, Anta mumet dek later!" afnan Tuas.
"Heee, yes."
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Now Ninen had reached the door of Hasna's open room. Then he went into Hasna's room, and Ninen saw Hasna sitting by the bed.
"Son Ustaz, want to see you dear. Right now your future husband is downstairs, meet him for a second, "pinta Ninen.
Hasna is worried about hearing the future husband "Who Nin! nana's future husband? but which Ustadz is it?" asked Hasna by widening her eyeballs, she pretended not to know that the one below was Afnan.
"Who else, besides Ustaz Afnan," replied Ninen.
"What do you need about? till these nights he's here, Nin? Hasna is still a temple, even though she already knows that Afnan is coming to see her tonight .
"Yes, meet first, you'll find out later. Ayok," take Ninen.
"Ninen go first, Nana will follow
Nin," hasna's pinta.
"Yes already. But don't be long, pity Nak Ustaz wait!" ninen.
"Yes, dear Ninen, just a minute. Just changing clothes is a bit polite," said Hasna.
"Alright," said Ninen and Ninen, soon passed downstairs, to meet Afnan.
"Gue I guess, Ustaz is already kapok! Hadeuuh was still willing to meet," Hasna grumbled as she turned her brain to find a way to find Ustaz without introducing her face.
"Now, see what doi wear?" hasna said in her heart, glancing at the closet and then she immediately stepped into the closet to find a way to get a face mask that she can use.
"Huff, nothing fits. Then what should I wear? or ... wear a black face mask? uh but ... It must be applied first and for too long." Monologue Hasna.
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Moments later, Hasna went down to visit Afnan. "Asalamualaikum Ustaz!" greeting Hasna was friendly when he was in front of Afnan, Ubaydillah and Ninen.
"Wa'alaikum hail!" answer Afnan. However, they were aghast, shocked when they saw what Hasna was wearing.
How not, Hasna wore a sarong that covered her entire head, up to her body. Only visible line of eye area. It can be said to look like a Ninja, but the end of the holster is no longer than the black shorts that Hasna wears. So as to make Hasna's smooth and white thighs clearly visible.
"SubhannAllah, Astagfirullah, yes Robb. Forgive the eyes of this servant, see what is in front of the servant, which I should not have seen yet" Afnan murmured in his heart. This time Ubaydillah turned her face away, she did not want to look towards Hasna.
"Nana, what the fuck are you? how does a ninja look like that?" ask Ninen. Can't believe Hasna did that when she met her future husband.
"Mmm .. 'will be practicing wearing a hijab veiled Nin, hihi," replied Hasna cuek and sounded lightly.
Hasna's gaze was fixed on Afnan. He looks so handsome and attractive. Maroon color shirt fitting boddy and black material pants (Korean style). So that the prowess of Afnan stands out and looks charming with the arms rolled.
shirt buttons that open up to the second row further highlight the macho side. Afnan doesn't look like he's thirty, but he looks more like he's twenty.
"Wait a minute Miss Hasna! the dress was still in the car" Afnan said. Suddenly surprised Hasna who was cool to trace the view of her body.
"Am, yes!" answer Hasna briefly.
"Dek Sob, please bring those dresses over here!" pinta Afnan on Ubaydillah.
"Well A'a bro, for a moment" said Ubaydillah as he passed to the outside, approaching his car parked in the yard. The goal is to pick up the dress that Hasna will wear during the sermon tomorrow.
Before long, Ubaydillah was back, bringing some clothes into the middle room.
"Please, choose Miss," Ubaydillah told Hasna. Now they're just the three of them, because Grandma Hasna's gone to her room.
"Come on Miss, which one do you like? just pick it," pinta Afnan.
When Hasna was about to pick up a green tosca dress, Afnan's hand was about to pick it up and accidentally, the, hasna's hand and Afnan's hand meet on a green dress with Hasna's hand positioned over Afnan's. Then they looked at each other, with their hands still clinging to each other.
Hasna's beautiful eyes met with Afnan's masculine gaze, Hasna's eyes, Hasna's well-groomed eyebrow hair, Afnan sure she was a very beautiful woman.
"Ehhemmm," deheman Ubaydillah made them startled and as quickly as lightning drew their hands, to get away immediately.
"ASTAGFIRULLLAH."
"Hum, you're surprised. Try not Ana Dehemin, will be longer drama face-to-face and overlap his hands. Don't think of an impromptu sustenance Aa Bro!" ubaydillah whispers make Afnan embarrassed and misbehaved.
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Seriate.