Marrying my Idol Ustadz
MUI: Trusted Paper

Night of shubuh. The sound of birds chirping has been exclaiming to welcome the coming of the day. Saturday is a great day for everyone this week. There was no shooting practice that was directly guided by Commander Agha.

They had trained on the day Kyai came to the pesantren in Ponorogo to meet his students and was considered a grandson by him. At that time Dian and Ustadz Alfi were back together again without a limit. So without anything, it looks both sticky like there is glue.

In the room….

A woman is sleeping well. She hugged and hugged something. But not to wait long, he woke up alone because odd with what he hugged.

"are you fucking bolster?"be puzzled. That's Dian, he was very confused looking for someone who as he remembered yesterday hugged him tightly. But why it's so bolster now, it's so weird. 

"gold?"call Dian.

"mas Alfie?"call again.

"mas Fiii"he's talking again and again. Oiya, Fi is his most affectionate call to Ustadz Alfi and is rarely known by others. (but now that the reader finally just found out, I also hehe😁)

"is it possible that Alfi was in the mosque? o Allah, I must pray soon. Afraid of passing the time"bathin Dian accidentally saw a clock on the wall. 

Reading the prayer of waking up and drinking a glass of water then walking to pick up a change of clothes and not forgetting the towel. The ritual of bathing begins with brushing your teeth and ends with ablution. 

Finished with the affair, Dian came out of the bathroom with a fresh and kinclong face.he dried his hair and put on a mukena. The prayer was carried out solemnly. 

A few moments later, complete the morning prayer. Dian took off and folded his face and put it in its original place. Moving to the kitchen thinking about what to cook today. 

But he felt lonely and felt if Ustadz Alfi why not come home from the mosque according to what he said earlier. His gaze stopped because there was paper under the fruit bed.

"em..what is this?"dian asked me a question. He turned back the folded white paper occasionally opening a little. When it was wide open, there was writing that he knew.

Assalamualaikum…

Sorry I did not have time to leave, because I want to go and leave before dawn. Wants to wake you up but I can't.

Before you go home, you can't go out. Just rest inside, God willing I go home after dzuhur.

Wassalamualaik…

Masmu, Alfie 

That is how the letter he read. It was a wonder why so rushed to leave before dawn. Actually, her husband went where and what. But he guesses he keeps a meeting and will ask later. 

"whatever your purpose and wherever you are, I will pray every step of the way" Dian said as she folded the letter and kept it in the room. 

Today there is no activity, what to do with it. But he remembered when he fell asleep after thinking about many things, after that he saw the state of the house was neat. Could it be if her husband cleaned up, if it was true she felt very bad.

Dian chose to clean up the house by removing what to remove. After deleting, continue by resetting the state of his house. The first one to sweep the floor clearly visible from the reach of the eye and then shift the goods to a place that has been completely cleaned then sweep the difficult part and start mopping the floor 

Once clean, Dian cleaned her hands in the sink while thinking about something to take. Then with a relaxed step towards the room about to take curtains, tablecloths, doormat foot cloth. He wanted to replace something in the living room and its scope. 

To drive away the silence between them, Dian broke into a voice that he responded so beautifully and simply made his own heart calm. Finished with the living room and others, he went into the room to cover his pillows, bolsters and mattresses. 

"finally it's done. Now it's time to wash the dirty laundry" said Dian who walked towards the bathroom in it has mounted the laundry. Though 3 days once washing, but full only clothes Ustadz Alfi and the one he just put into a lot. 

Srek…

There was the sound of a brush that was really used by Dian and seemed to expend all his energy to wash everything. He did it happily and without complaining at all. Especially occasionally play the soap foam. 

Look at her clothes getting wet. From the veil to the trousers did not escape exposed to soap or water foam. It is actually like that from childhood and unconsciously into a habit. But when he was married to Ustadz Alfi, he was caught playing with it and was not allowed 

"hehe Mas Alfi permission yes. I want to play water once." said Dian in a tone that usually persuades Ustadz Alfi when he wants something he coveted (but this is not a craving yes 😆)

"ekhem.iya deck, play as satisfied as possible" said Dian who imitated the speech of Ustadz Alfi and ended with a small chuckle because of his own behavior. Haish was very sinful to him. 

"Is anyone talking about me? Hiss, so goosebumps. Ah let it be if anyone talks about me it must be very admiring me. It might be the final stage of his admiration" thought Ustadz Alfi while shrugging his shoulders did not care and continued his work.

If he finds out who's talking about it is his wife what she thinks of it. It must be like to go home and pinch the nose of the bangir until it is red.

Back again with Dian who has finished washing everything clean even to wash a pair of clothes that he was wearing. Get out using a towel and immediately put on clothes. 

The clothes have been worn with his hood. In this house there is a door to the backyard which is usually to dry clothes. Carrying buckets one by one to the back of the house through the door from the kitchen. 

It consists of 3 large buckets and 2 small buckets containing washed clothes and molto fragrance. When looking around, Dian slightly admired this backyard. Plants and trees that are neatly lined up make it comfortable for anyone to see it. 

The clothesline is in place according to the sunlight and only in the partition of a small fence in thousands of trees with ornamental plants from bottles or other used goods so spoil the eyes. Moreover, it could be seen from his room passing through the window. 

Dian deftly clamp his laundry that has been squeezed like lining up troops only. The long one sticking out will fortify the short one in the middle. That's the rule he created himself. After finishing with the laundry, he continued to prepare the cooking ingredients when the bucket bucket had been put in the bathroom again.

At 1pm…

Ustadz Alfi was already at the front gate. He smiles and greets the Revelation who happens to have his turn guarding today. It seems that the revelation still feels sorry for him and invites him in. 

Today Ustadz Alfi is tired of working but he feels he has felt what some people feel his job as a coconut tree climber. 

Moreover, Mr. Rangga told me that his garden used to have a monkey that was good at climbing and facilitating the work of everything but whether because of what the animal was lost like swallowed by the earth. Some say if it has been shot because the silent hunters still come to the place. There used to be only the work of distributors, garden cleaners, and coconut constituents in trucks and tub cars. Now his job is growing to be a tree climber.

Everyone saw him smiling and greeting him. It's just that his appearance is surprising but not delicious if you have to ask as now because it looks Ustadz Alfi exhausted from the look of his face covered by a smile. 

"assalamualaikum"salam Ustadz Alfi who had arrived at the door. The door of the house in front of her was closed and soon Dian's voice replied to her.

"wa'alaikumsalam mas" replied Dian from inside the house. She opened the door smilingly to welcome her husband home. 

When the door opened, Dian was surprised to see the appearance of Ustadz Alfi which was strange. He stared at the man in front of him from top to bottom. 

Ustadz Alfi wore a striped brown shirt with black trousers that did not forget to wear his copy. His face had a bit of soil attached to his forehead and nose. His clothes, his pants, his hands and feet did not escape the ground. 

Ask about the situation of Ustadz Alfi who arrived to look like that in his mind. But then stop her with a sweet smile which is her main goal. Without aba dian kissed the back of the man's hand in front of him with reverence without any worry even with the dirty he kissed.

"eh.dek. mas hands dirty"prevent Ustadz Alfi but useless because it has already been.

"ayo mas, go in. shower and eat. Adek had prepared instead on the bed"the sweetest smile from Dian.

"yes deck" replied Ustadz Alfi who looked excited as if he would be tired of evaporating just like that. With a smile, he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

While Dian smiled sweetly until the sturdy back was lost swallowed by the door. The smile disappeared with curiosity instead of play.

"the clothes are dirty and from top to bottom there is soil? Actually mas Alfi where. looks like..like.em porters building" thought Dian who kept asking questions in him. 

"but whatever is important now I have to prepare food and ask later" said Dian while patting his forehead because it was full of thoughts. 

But just walked into the kitchen, when passing through the mirror looks like his forehead there is a little land. Maybe from the hand of Ustadz Alfi earlier because he kissed the hand. With an amused chuckle, he wiped it off with a wet tissue in a small cupboard.

seriate....

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