Wife Ustadz?
59 Eps. Donut Maneuver

"How about ustadz Afnan Al-Jaris?" asked Hasna loudly.

"I am, Dear Please! stopit. I don't want a duel." Afnan is still trying to seduce Hasna to stop her intentions.

"Ahahahhahhaa. Ustaaadz.... You don't dare? don't you Ustadz, like a challenge? you wimps! hypocrite." Pekik Hasna later. There was a fiery tone behind the phone.

Truth.butt.. Hasna cut off her phone connection.

"Arrrrggghhh!! O Allah. I don't want to be involved in this anymore."

Shouting Afnan.

Afnan stood up, he felt frustrated. He faced the wall and then put his forehead on the wall and ruffled his hair and held his head with both hands. He was crying there. The dark memory of his past, clearly imagined. He feels sinful.

"Oh Allah is this punishment for me? of every sin I have committed? if true. Then, I deserve it." Afnan was stunned by the crying.

"Protect my wife, God, I love her very much. It was fine this morning! but why, what's wrong, he's so angry with me, what's wrong with me? O Allah forgive me who fell in love with the wicked angel."

Afnan said again, speaking loudly with no shame anymore towards Ubaydillah and also her guests.

Then he whispered, still with his forehead against the wall. "Nana? Ustadz dear Nana. Please dear, please Stop." Afnan said expectantly, thinking Hasna would stop his intentions.

Ubaydillah and the woman and another man who had just come out of the toilet were silent. They are concerned. Moreover, they are witnesses to the rise of an Afnan from the slump of dark times that are so frightening.

NURMALA. Friends of Afnan from childhood. That woman is NURMALA. That afternoon he visited Afnan's house with his fiancee, Zainal. In the past Afnan had refused, When Abi nyentil his betrothal with Nurmala, because Nurmala already love zainal.

Afnan also only considers Nurmala as a sister. Nurmala was raised in the pesantren because their parents were one of the guiding teachers there.

Zainal, is a friend of Afnan's High School.

This afternoon, they visited a small house, because they wanted to deliver their wedding invitations. But when Hasna came home she only saw Nurmala because she was going to the toilet at that time.

Ubaydillah knew they were in a small house, because before her drove Afnan home. Nurmala deliberately lingered in the small house, waiting for Hasna to go home from school. Because he wants to meet directly with the wife of his best friend.

Nurmala and zainal were other people, besides Ubaydillah who knew about Hasna's temperament and her behavior during this time. They know from the story of Afnan and Ubaydillah.

"Sob get the red car ready, Anta's coming as the Navigator." Suddenly Afnan's voice broke the silence.

"But A'a Bro---?!" ubaydillah's voice stopped.

"We follow her game, once she must know the courage of her husband. Ana just wants a softness for her.

Ana just wants to pamper her, give back her affection, which is missing from ya." Afnan.

"Sister! is Kaka sure, will serve the will of Kak Afnan's wife?" ask Zainal who already understands the problem.

"Yes Zain! already been. It's Ana's fault. The one who started her Ana and Ana are also the ones who should be responsible for ending it. This is what is called, gun eat sir," said Afnan.

"That's it, A'a Bro?" ask Ubaydillah.

"Ana was rash. Ana is blinded by affection, so unconsciously, when she asks for the sports car's dowry, Ana does not think far because Ana is affectionate towards her. Ana was just thinking about her happiness. Ana forgot the consequences." Afnan.

"Yes, please get the car ready. Connect Hasna's car's GPS connection to that car. Make sure the torque is stable." Pinta Afnan's.

"All right!" ubaydillah reply.

"Ana is ready first" Afnan told Ubaydillah.

"Then we say goodbye to Ustadz" said Nurmala and Zainal.

"I'm sorry for this inconvenient incident." Afnan.

"It's okay, brother!" answer zainal. "We understand the Ustadz koq" Nurmala said

"May all be well Ustadz." said the second at the end.

"Thank you" said Afnan

"Tama-sama Ustadz! we're saying good-bye." Zainal and Nirmala said goodbye.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum Salam."

Then they died in Afnan's house.

Ten minutes later, Afnan was behind the wheel. He was ready to challenge his wife to a duel.

"Where is he now, man?" ask Afnan.

"There's on the street xxx." Answer Ubaydillah

"okay! we're just taking a shortcut. He might know that path. Empty road usually made track an." Afnan.

"Remember Bro! the gemez nackal, quickly adapted" said Ubaydillah.

"Oh yeah." too." Afnan admitted it.

Thirty minutes later, Afnan had already reached the xxx road that Hasna pointed to. He saw Hasna's car had arrived first.

Now they are in a parallel position. Afnan opened the car glass, he tried to persuade Hasna to undo his intentions.

Then Afnan called Hasna. Still with the car phone.

"It's ready Ustadz, Afnan Al-Jaris," Hasna replied as she opened her phone line.

"Darling, please stop! let's talk carefully, what do you really want?" ask Afnan.

At that time, the time showed at Forty-thirty in the afternoon and the situation was getting dark because it was going to rain, lightning occasionally sounded thunderous, as if participating in commanding the silliness of Hasna.

But there was no answer from Hasna, he just opened his car glass and pointed his middle finger towards Afnan.

"F!" hasna's lips move, while smiling sinisterly from the tip of her lips.

Afnan who saw that was only able to breathe and Istighfar. Ubaydillah shuddered in horror.

Before long, Hasna shut her car glass back and she rang her car with a roaring roar.

Bruummmmm .. bruuumm...

As for Afnan, he did the same. Adrenaline is racing, he felt dejavu a dozen years ago now enveloped him.

After the roar of the long engine, Hasna stepped on the gas pedal and shot fast.

Wmmm..nggeeenggg!

as soon as Hasna sped up, Afnan felt invited to start. Without thinking long, Afnan also stepped on the deep gas pedal to produce high speed.

"Track to the torsion stability, raise the PH After the first two hundred meters." Pinta Afnan on Ubaydillah. "Monitor how much rpm hasna speed."

"Get the Boss."

Afnan is still chasing Hasna.

The roar of the car engine is mutually simple when it is approaching each other. Occasionally there was a strong buzzing of the engine, when the percussion and in the follow-up squealed the ears, the sound of a combination of gas, brakes, and clutch.

When in sharp turns, the new Hasna car does not need to maneuver reverse entry. He can turn by simply pulling the steering wheel. Yet another with Afnan, he had to try a little harder to be in control.

Afnan has to play with his handbrake. Hand bracking, so that the rear wheel is stable. He had to act a little backwant entry when the rear wheel stuck in a few seconds. The maneuverable car like a new slip Afnan can get into the turn lane.

"How fast is Hasna Sob?"

"Not more than two hundred and seventy rpm, stable Bro!" said taut Ubaydillah.

"God! I thought, you're good Miss. Look, you didn't even find Boosted in your car." said Afnan.

"OK! find selah. We can catch up with him in ten minutes, raise the boost to three hundred HP. Let Ana overtake her, look two hundred meters ahead, is there a forked road?" ask Afnan to Ubaydillah.

Ubaydillah focused on her laptop looking at what Afnan was petting.

"The first three meters, there's a three-branched road A'a Bro." Ubaydillah informed her of her findings.

"OK! starting from the first two hundred meters. Assist Naikan HP at a distance of one hundred meters. Let's just overtake Hasna, Ana can drifting 360, make the Donut maneuver and Hasna has time to slow down in the initial fifty meters." Afnan.

"Good! Side bracketing the first ten meters. Maintain the speedometer, so as not to touch the red line."

ubaydillah Guide

Finally, in five minutes, Afnan was at the rear end of Hasna's car. He was looking for a gap, so he could go in to get ahead of him.

"God! trying to overtake." the condescending tone of Hasna behind his wheel.

Afnan tried to stabilize the front and rear wheels. He played with the handbrake, until sometimes the rear wheels of the Afnan car slightly lifted and it caused a squeak and engine hum.

"Crack Bro?" Pekik Ubaydillah's.

"Three .... two ... one...,

back maneuver! boosted up! then....

drift oversteer." Ubaydillah.

"Can drifting 360 not? not a gig position but." asked Afnan.

"Can Bro! Donut Maneuver." said Ubaydillah.

Once there's a chance. Afnan darted ahead of Hasna. As a result, he only wanted Hasna to stop after a hundred meters of Hasna's distance was left behind, then Afnan maneuvered the Doughnut. Afnan's car was seen turning in the middle of the road.

"Astaghfiullah!"

Hasna was surprised and when she saw the car Afnan was maneuvering far in front of her. So he tried to step on the brake pedal from the first fifty meters. At the end of the car Hasna stopped.

So, the match at the beginning of the DNF (not start) and at the end without finish Just drifting 360 degrees and maneuvering the Donut by Afnan.

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Author puyunghay (dizziness) ah out join the same drive Afnan...Hiz... Sorry about typo. Not Bully author yaa.😁🙏 .. Vote like comments. 👌💐