Marrying my Idol Ustadz
MUI: Start open the D and narcissist the A

Dian ran small while holding 3 books and his pen. His face is normal but his heart is very normal because of the actions of the alfi ustadz. He shook his head to stop what he was thinking. 

Everyone who had been waiting for their coach brother suddenly turned their head when they heard the footsteps of someone immediately turned to look at Dian. Their eyebrows wrinkled because Dian was acting strangely.

"Assalamualaikum"salma.

"waalaikumsalam sis" they answered in unison.

"sorry yes. We're wasting time... Now please practice shooting, always be careful not to let the target hit your friend."

"oiya, later if it is ready for direct assessment just call me on the field" said Dian.

"where are you going ?"ask rita.

"regular, silat workout routine. The ability must be honed and it feels stiff kl not practice" replied Dian who left a book in her hand to raka and brian.

Then Dian walked straight back to the field. By starting to run slowly land from the end of the field and surround it. A serious look down and without realizing if the movement is seen by someone.

Ustadz Alfi looked at it closely and sat down on the pulpit. He wanted to train as well but chose to wait until Dian finished warming up. It was seen this woman in front of him stopped running small. But what makes it hang, Dian doing salto then handstand and seduce. 

"god is the wife of the servant"the inner ustadz Alfi shook his head.

Dian is already common if the warm-up should be so. According to him, there is a silat movement like that and then not all flex his body. Mumpung no longer relapses his disease, he also practiced.

The movement remains flexible and still as it used to be, agile. The opportunity is not in vain at this time. Practicing with a bamboo stick and a machete is his trademark. Intermez…. Dian won in various championships that he did not continue to be national because he did not want to go far from where he studied and chose to improve his ability to become a srikandi. 

Ustadz Alfi approached his wife without greetings and any appendages. Dian who held the machete so fitting leaned the weapon right in front of her husband's face.

Prangs….

Everything that was shooting became stopped and looked at the two married couples in the field. Raka and Brian also looked. 

"you're being reckless, you know? How the machete penetrated your forehead"sad Dian as she stared at ustadz Alfi with her shocked expression.

"if it breaks my forehead, what are you doing deck?"relax ustadz Alfi.

"don't talk like that"sung Dian didn't accept the casual greeting from her husband. Let alone pierced by a cleaver, routine pain ustadz Alfi alone has made him cry. 

"yes sorry. Oiya dek, how do we share" said ustadz Alfi while closing the machete with a sheath and then get rid of the two weapons on the sidelines.

"sharing??"parrot Dian who looks at ustadz Alfi while making funny moves.

"yes baby. You are very nervous anyway"gemas ustadz Alfi pinched his wife's cheeks while chuckling small. 

"ish"clean Dian while holding both cheeks numb and then release the two hands of the man in front of her from the cheeks.

"want you? Or do not be afraid, Oha"goda ustadz Alfi.

"i dare to. But tumben you want to share silat science. As far as I know you will not expose your skills in front of others" Dian said.

"for a long time not honed, I do not want my grandfather to touch my ear because he has forgotten the knowledge of it." replied ustadz Alfi.

"pfft..hahaha.oh okay well, I want to share with you"Laughter Dian makes the world of alfi ustadz bright like the sun today. 

Dian had started his movement and followed by ustadz Alfi mounted a horse. Attack after attack was launched by Dian from his hands to his feet. Those who look look at the admiration of the two and feel that the couple fits together with one server.

The focus of Dian's face does make ustadz Alfi less focused with attacks. Even so, it still makes Dian look beautiful naturally. Especially when smiling and laughing, it feels like iftz Alfi wants to cover his entire face so that only he can see.

The attacks continued to be given by Dian and ustadz Alfi lost quickly. Because Dian's right leg hit her shoulder and made her throw. 

Bruck…

Everyone stared in disbelief at what they saw. Ustadz Alfi lay with pain. Dian was surprised not to play and run.

"are you okay? has anyone sprained? Or broken?"worried about Dian almost glassy. 

"what's the deck, it's just a shock. I've said long time no training" said ustadz Alfi could not bear to see Dian who became unwell.

"but I kicked her hard."siru Dian who indeed could not be lied to. 

"don't think about it anymore" said smiling ustadz Alfi.

"oiya why don't you fend off my attacks?"wonder Dian.

"rather than bales and hit you. Better loved"gombal ustadz Alfi sat down and pulled his wife's chin. 

"ih.. I asked seriously not to be lazy."sad Dian who turned his face but smiled shyly and it was seen by a group of people who became spectators. 

"but mas million rius dek hehe"ledek ustadz Alfi.

Dian then chose not to care about her husband. Ustadz Alfi took his wits to get his attention again and intended once again the same nosy wife.

"adduh deck really hurt as if to break. Allah sakiiit" complained ustadz alfi dramatically and glanced at Dian's reaction. 

Kyai (abinya gus Agung) saw the action of his former granddaughter is very nosy to smile crisp. It turns out that Kyai had just come in Aceh and intended to meet Dian. While the men so misbehaved including the commander Agha because they once caper and become weapons kl their wives angry.. If the unmarried suddenly become a student.

Dian who heard that immediately approached ustadz Alfi. His heart was very worried and worried. His face was pale with anxious eyes. 

"where is it sick?"hoarse Dian.

"the pain is here" replied ustadz Alfi holding the body part of his heart. Dian who was about to cry became darken his face and then reflexively slapped.

Plakk

"awww" complained ustadz Alfi moved his jaw because of numbness.

"not good deck shh"desis ustadz Alfi who put on a sad face like a child was in the omelette of his mother. 

"who told you to joke." Angry Dian. When ustadz Alfi wanted to speak, his speech was cut off.

"don't you think I'm a kdrt because I'm crazy?"accuse Dian.

"no. You're not crazy deck"reproved ustadz Alfi.

"don't say that. To be honest, I'm crazy. Why do you cover up again" said Dian already prejudiced yourself.

"hm, I'm crazy. It can only trouble everyone. Crazy, well I'm crazy" said Dian talking to himself. Everyone was suddenly tense and waiting for any reaction.

"grandfather please calm down and do not feel. You are only a temporary pain and will recover" said ustadz Alfi but there is no answer because Dian tried to suppress all his fear.

"don't be like that. Sorry I didn't mean to. Honestly, my heart does hurt when you seem to no longer care about me" said ustadz Alfi began to open everything.

"sorry? Wh-wh-what for? I don't care about you because you're still a lot wrong with me" Dian replied. 

"what's wrong?"thought they were all.

"if you're so honest with me and beat me. I'm ready to nanggung everything." - ustadz Alfi.

"i woke up in a coma and my memories were all gone. But all I remember is that everyone else's faults are still embedded. I was confused and doubted what I remembered. Don't even know whose name you're doing wrong, let alone about you."

"i tried to remember you and spent 2 and a half years. And first I remember everything but only your mistakes show up. I don't see you as considerate and patient as this."

"i see you in a different way. Insensitive, one of them" explained Dian. 

"have you not forgiven me? About the insensitivity of the time you want to hear my explanation. Mas just accidentally met him and suddenly he came." said ustadz Alfi.

"no, I've forgiven you. At any rate, that time was too prejudiced. But even though I'm sorry to give you, that memory still sticks and it makes you ugly in my eyes" Dian told me how she felt. Ustadz Alfi was happy if his wife was willing to express her heart even though the reality was bitter.

"it's okay. It was my fault that made me hate myself. Disappointed when I promised you'd stay comfortable with me" said Ustadz Alfi.

"my comfort is different from yours. I want to have a simple husband. So I can calm down. But God willed another but still the same as my will. You're considerate, patient, kind, friendly, and, importantly, can always cheer me up. It's just that our status is different" Dian explained.

"so.." said ustadz Alfi could not continue his conjecture. He was afraid not to Dian not love him anymore and was depressed because he accepted this famous status.

"you know I was disappointed. When I started to know what love is. But already disappointed because the status of the man is too high. His parents did not approve and made the deceased mad. Though I was comfortable but so deh, the man who had felt suitable to me and even he was married to another woman. From there I do not want to accept a proposal from a person whose status is higher than me. Love will lose because of caste."Smiling smile Dian that makes anyone who hears it touched. 

"then why did you accept my proposal?"ask ustadz Alfi.

"because you answered my question correctly. I'm afraid it's not comparable and it turns out that many disagree if I'm with you. Someone slandered me that I was wearing pellets. Well I know what pellets are but in my family strictly forbid using them. Especially when I was declared dead it turns out they flocked to replace my position." said Dian.

"if my status makes you uncomfortable, I'll get out of the world that makes you depressed" concludes ustadz Alfi.

"you mean you quit your mind to become ustadz?"surprised Dian.

"my ideal is to become an ustadz and never want to be famous. My only goal is to be able to spread the knowledge I have learned so far. It remains an ustadz. Can tausiyah in the mosque or build TPQ for children. It can also be called ustadz. If I'm honest I don't want to be called ustadz" said Ustadz Alfi.

"right too. But you have a lot of fans. Isn't that unfortunate?"ask Dian.

"whatever the deck cares the same as that. Besides, you don't know, I don't have any fans right now. The most acute and beloved fans are here"the meaningful smile of ustadz Alfi.

"who?"asked Dian while looking the other way while looking for something.

"you"brief ustadz Alfi. Dian suddenly smiled shyly in front of ustadz Alfi.

"akh I'm baper mas"in Dian.

"aish smile deck. Mashallah"thank ustadz Alfi and his numb cheeks did not feel pain. One word to describe it today is persimmon. 

"i only admire your knowledge when tausiyah is not your handsome appearance" said Dian who diverted the conversation but made Ustadz Alfi retaliate even more painfully wkwk.

"alhamdulillah thank you deck. Is born hehe"narsis ustadz Alfi smiles sweet as sweet as sugar.

"narcissistic basics….I no longer want to share with you, males"sad Dian but pura because of shame with his own words that were without thought. 

"don't do that, again. It is not fair if only you study your knowledge." said ustadz Alfi while rising from his seat.

"don't need. I already know a little. I want to take their grades anyway." refused Dian.

"alright"asrah ustadz Alfi. 

"ekheem. assalamualaikum"salam kyai.

The two of them simultaneously turned towards the group of people who were not considered by the two. Dian was misbehaved and ustadz Alfi scratched his nape. 

"waalaikumsalam mbah kyai" replied ustadz Alfi tried to eliminate his shame because it was embarrassing.ah already.

Seriate….

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