Wife Ustadz?

Wife Ustadz?
41 Eps. Chastity


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**flashback**


"Ustadz why doesn't Ustadz reject any of them, Koq Ustadz takes them all for granted?" Hasna felt guilty when there was no word of rejection from Afnan.


"Why should I refuse him! that's not the rezeky you get. Allah gave that rezeky to you, through Me," Afnan replied casually.


"Even I'm honored, you want to honestly ask. As a tribute to your honesty! then I will grant all without exception," continued Afnan.


"Really, Ustadz?" ask Hasna as if unsure. "But." continued, but it sounded hanging.


"Hehmm ... You don't need to think about it! how I got the money to buy it! you pray enough, that my rezeky will be made easy by Allah" Afnan said.


"Deg! deg ... deg... " Hasna's heart is working faster, his heart's beating feels like it's about to jump out of its orbit. Hasna was surprised, how not! Afnan can guess what's on his mind. He only hoped that Afnan would cancel his marriage.


"Ustad ...." Call Hasna slow.


"Well!" afnan replied briefly and without looking at Hasna. Afnan was afraid of his views.


"Had I asked for a wedding dowry of a L*********, would Ustadz have granted it?" tanya Hasna seems silly and materialistic but that is not the real purpose of Hasna.


"If that's what you want, why not!" Answer Afnan relax.


"MFA .... Ni Ustadz, kidding me?" muttered Inner Hasna.


"Hufff ...." Hasna like helpless, all his efforts to cancel the wedding was in vain, and seemed silly at the end.


"Ustaaaddzz come on think back, Ustadz time just want to give the dowry of a sports car without thinking first." cried Hasna annoyed.


"Currently... This is a funny girl! it was so passionate about asking for dowry and offerings that were fantastic prices. And now look guilty! Hi Miss, be the real you, don't you think I'll back off with your silly request, "inner, while throwing a glance at Ubaydillah and they clenched her lips holding back laughter. Because it was funny to see Hasna's expression that was getting upset.


"Sorry Ustadz, does Ustadz have a reason, why Ustadz did not reject the dowry I proposed?" ask Hasna.


"The next one doesn't need an excuse! for a household and happy Wife on her later! it does not need a reason other than a reason of worship. If you ask for a reason. I'm sorry, maybe, because there's a price to get the chastity of a virgin" replied Afnan, who felt bad


speaking that seems vulgar.


Hasna was confused. "Well, if only when I was married, I was no longer holy? won't Ustadz be disappointed and hate me?" ask Hasna.


"Hmmm .... The answer is yours, not mine!" exclamation Afnan.


"That's, Ustadz?" tanya Hasna did not understand.


"Mmm... This is it! I give you five minutes to think, whether it be worth it or not, a sports car becomes a dowry from Me for you, as a form of appreciation for a sanctity."


"I feel so fast!" hasna replied firmly and loudly.


"Heeee ... has been answered, even just need one


seconds for you to answer my question" said Afnan. Hasna was silent.


"Well, as good as you go home! the bride-to-be should be her in pingit, don't wander around like this" Afnan said.


"Ustadz sorry ... sorry once again! maybe I am sassy! Ustadz was only a Guru Njai and a Teacher of Religion! koq wants and is able to buy branded goods and sports cars as dowry? Ustadz is still sane, right? or maybe Ustadz involved pesugihan and doubling money well to buy it?" a question that is too interesting and inappropriate.


"Mahaha ... Ahm .... Ahmm ... mmmfff," this time Ubaydillah who had been silent, she let out her laughter, Because it felt funny to Hasna's innocence in speaking.


"Hoooo ... means he doesn't know his real Ustadz profession yet? he just thought Ustadz was just a Guru najai and a Guru Agama. Hihi...this is a plain child what about siih?" ubaydillah said in her heart.


"Insha Allah I am still sane! and I make sure that the one who gives me money is Allah, through His way, not the way of pesugihan let alone the doubling of money," replied Afnan cirih.


"Hehe ... sorry Ustadz! don't be mad yahh!" hasna felt bad.


Afnan just smashed.


"O yeah! regarding the wedding dress, why aren't you willing to accept it from the designer I proposed?" ask Afnan.


"Sorry Ustadz. Because the innate designer Ustadz must have designed it with a closed. I want a sexy dress, which opens on the chest and back, mm. ... similar to Hollywood artists like Ustadz," Hasna replied innocently.


"Ustadz don't mind?" ask Hasna back.


"As long as you're comfortable wearing it, I don't mind" Afnan replied casually.


"If Ustadz's in a flashlight, because his wife's wearing a sexy dress, how's it?" still with Hasna's question.


"It's coming back to you, and if it's really happening, then it's a consequence that I have to bear to marry you, and I have to accept it" Afnan replied.


Hasna fell silent, digesting Afnan's words, how not Afnan was so patient in the face of all his silliness.


"But I want to get married and recite Ijab Qobul in the mosque area pesantren" said Afnan.


"Well, but I want a unique one, which is when I go to the Mosque, only Ustadz recites Ijab Qobul and we connect through a video call, he said, I want to welcome Ustadz as Princess when I get out of the car." - Pinta Hasna.


"DEAL!" Afnan raised his thumbs up his hand in agreement.


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Triingg ... tryingg ... Afnan's phone rings!


"I'm sorry, I have to take a call first" Afnan told Hasna.


"It's Ustadz." Sahut Hasna's. He now lives with Ubaydillah.


Then Afnan stood up and walked a little away from the table where he and Hasna were chatting.


"Mmm ... sorry Brother Ubay! What is Ustadz's income from teaching?" ask Hasna.


"Ustadz did not receive a penny salary, Ustadz only channeled his knowledge that he had," replied Ubaydillah.


"Oohh, is that it?"


**flash back finished**


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The sound of Afnan's room door knocking. Afnan woke up from his daydream, then he rushed to open the door of the room and saw two female students carrying cranes containing pads.


"Asalamualaikum, Ustadz Afnan" said the two santri wati was in unison.


"Wa'alaikum salam" said Afnan.


"Sorry Ustadz Afnan, brother Ubaydillah put this item away and told us to take him to Ustadz Afnan's room" said one of the princess santri.


"oh yes, thank you. Then where's Ubaydillah's sister?" ask Afnan.


"His ubay brother, was busy in the Ustadz Hall, preparing for the Urs walimatul event."


"O yes, then," said Afnan.


"Well, then we say Ustadz Afnan.Asalamualaikum,"


"Wa'alaikum Salam Warahmatullah" Afnan replied.


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