Marrying my Idol Ustadz
MUI: The way is different
"is it so much you deck, marry me? I should have made you happy and made you comfortable by my side because I love you. I'm sorry" the voice of Ustadz Alfi who immediately felt guilty and sick.
"mas, if it's true that I'm playing shaman. Maybe now you're not in the world. You know, I wouldn't beg for love through a pellet if you, for example, had no taste for me. no need to pellet all the macemnya, you better just santet. finished the matter" Dian said. Ustadz Alfi stared fixedly at himself and his heart even felt pain due to the words.
(everyone who was watching was shocked by the speech and also felt very sad. Dian seemed to be very hurt by the chatter of the netizens and coupled with the photo. They also saw if Dian was stunned by his words earlier, of course they understood him even though the speech was very not wearing)
Dian was also surprised by what he said and immediately silenced and quickly stepped into the room. In order to avoid his anger and fear if his words added to hurt the heart of Ustadz Alfi.
brack...
The door closed a little tight because the one that closed it seemed to hunt. Ustadz Alfi took and collected the pieces and put them in a brown envelope in his hand. Then a quick glance towards the door of the room in front of him but can only sigh and give more space for Dian.
While with Dian in his room....
His face still holds millions of tons of infinite anger as a result of the photo. His heart felt squeezed and torn apart only with a shipment by an unknown person. But he could not channel it with tears even though his heart wanted to cry.
Dian walked the path and went back and forth from corner to corner with a mind that had somehow unbearably affected him. Anger is very difficult for him to channel if it has already settled in him. Especially if he thought of it excessively, it became a heavy burden on his heart at this moment.
Walking the road has no meaning, Dian chose to just sit on the sofa. Not even subsided but added, even he was strangled in frustration with himself. Fortunately, it is soundproof if it is tightly closed but the cctv is still on at this time so whatever happens will be known by doctor Marissa. Dian didn't even realize that the cctv was still running until then and was still connected through the room zoom.
Sitting still the same, he was looking for ways to channel his emotions and be free from it. Dian walked up to the table and chair in the corner of the room with a closet that had books and tools slightly dangerous tools stored there, such as a cutter and scissors. (doctor Marissa took the phone but stopped due to a false guess)
Dian did not want to take a tool or sharp object but took a pencil and paper collected in a drawer on the table. Started by writing abstracts and unclear but it turns out that what he wrote formed the name of the person he is familiar with today.
"Alphi"
The name that continues to be written on the paper continues to repeat until Dian feels like he wants to scream hysterically but everything he channeled by crossing the name with all his swearing in the heart. Paper and pencils are hot, maybe if the paper can choose to reflect the smoke so hot
Tak...
The pencil is broken into two parts. His frustration only reduced a little and Dian directly threw him into the barrel until he was corner near the exit of the room with the right target. Emotions have not subsided due to the broken pencil so he also tore the torn paper that was full of pencil scratch stains.
srak.
The sound of paper being torn so loud and kept on sounding. The paper that was torn by Dian had become a piece and then immediately he rained down on his body while throwing the small paper on his head. (Everyone instead of worrying even laugh because of Dian's behavior that refreshes her from emotions. The way is completely different than usual)
The scattered paper then he stepped on by his feet with annoyance. This is a progress in the decline of his emotions because it is not clear that ngoceh ngocceh cursed Ustadz Alfi in the room.
"mas Alfi brash.. mas alfi ngeselin.. mas Alfi make emotions aja."
"huhh shit, you ngeseliii know mas.. ngeselin ngeselin."
"anyways I don't take all this for granted and don't want to forgive you. Bodo takes care of yourself, I don't care"
"Based on you Alfi, outrageous. It's good to be alone with him. I better not give you permission to go out."
"i don't want to forgive you, you are a brash man. Anyway you have to stumble until it bleeds, mas alfi must be humming.... not sincere. You have to stand up I'm sorry. if I don't respect you, you've been exhausted by me mas Alfii"
Oceh Dian who really channel his emotions.he spoke with a stirring gebu once and once a direct pull out to his uncle. But it seems his speech was granted, because Ustadz Alfi really tripped wkwk terribly Dian yaa.
"Astaghfirullah" shocked the fallen Ustadz Alfi sitting on the floor. He saw blood flowing through his big toe that was hit by the edge of the table.
"shh is very sick" complained Ustadz Alfi who stood up and walked limped towards the nightstand that contained p3k. He also tried to treat it himself on the sofa.
"let me bleed. Because this pain may not be as painful as Dian's deck when I see a real photo I never intend to do that with anyone else"thought Ustadz Alfi who was done with his feet.
Back with Dian in the room....
He has channeled it but still his heart is stored in anger even if only a little. He immediately cleaned the scattered paper and rushed to the bathroom to get water. Dian only realized that he had not been performing prayers because of that.
Out of the bathroom, his face was already blushing from earlier. Then use the mukena and hold a prayer mat to carry out his duties as a Muslim. Pray with the solemn and very thoughtless about the problem (everything becomes a warm smile with the right action, whatever happens we should not leave the prayer)
The movement of prayer has long been going on, however, Dian suddenly remembered the photo as he was performing prostration in the last rakaat of the dzuhur prayer even his body seemed to tremble violently powerless to hold back the tears that were buried by his own emotions.
Along with Ustadz Alfi who was already on the doorstep, Dian was seen to side with her and her woman's shoulders shook violently. And he believes he is crying. He was silent without interrupting his wife's complaint to God. It is true that God is the right place to pour out a troubled heart because of him.
Dian finished her prayer and managed to finish it well. His face was indeed more relaxed than before but his eyes always flowed a stream that glided endlessly seeping into his cheeks. For a moment, his cry became more and more so and chose to embrace himself still using the mukena.
"hiks hyks, this heartache is God"
His voice sounded very clear, hoarse and heartbreaking. Ustadz Alfi felt more and more guilty because of that even his heart ached to see tears from Dian that he had never seen so hard due to him. He could not stand his silence anymore. Immediately he approached and hugged Dian quickly.
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The feeling that has made the heart tight because it is full with emotion will now continue to decrease less and accompanied by tears that flow continuously wet the face. Suddenly there was a hand that gave a warm embrace from someone. For a moment, it felt very comfortable and soothing and with his posture leaning his head on the shoulder of the hugger. Before long, Dian showed her eyes seeing who was hugging her.
"dad, are you still angry?"ask Ustadz Alfi heart.
"mas didn't do what was on the photo deck. I just went there to take my order and accidentally passed him and then I left. I was late for helping out in the farm."
"can you believe in that deck?"ustadz Alfi was honest. But still Dian did not want to turn his body facing him. It also made him feel sick again.
"dek, I'm sorry. Strike me if it is necessary and not like this." Ustadz Alfi. He hoped Dian would be ready and take it back.
Niente. Dian wouldn't even look a little. Ustadz Alfi sighed heavily because his persuasion was unsuccessful. Then he got up from his seat and gave him some more time. Honestly, his body was very tired all day of activities and arrived home to find his wife was angry. However, he had to wait patiently for Dian to forgive him.
While Dian who heard footsteps away from him just turned his head. Then he reached out to his mukenya subordinates and immediately ran after Ustadz Alfi who just wanted to grab the door handle. He hugged his brother from behind.
"you're evil"grim Dian. Ustadz Alfi seemed still surprised by this sudden embrace and chose to quietly listen.
"i don't want to see you as he is. You're mine."since Dian is still in the same position. Ustadz Alfi turned to look at Dian who had been released from her hand by force because she was facing this woman.
"indeed only yours.don't be angry anymore yes" said Ustadz Alfi who still persuaded patiently.
"i'm not angry. just. I'm jealous. I can't see you and other people like that. whereas I've kept my heart all along. I've been consistent and I want to.... you are also committed to my selfish nature on this one."sendu Dian who displays her glassy eyes.
The subtle smile of Ustadz Alfi just rose and slowly the land was led Dian to the bed until the woman sat down. While he knelt on the floor and grabbed both hands Dian occasionally stroked her gently.
"thank you" said Ustadz Alfi who made Dian surprised.
"for what? you're upset I was angry like that"bear Dian.
"that's not it. I say thank you because you are jealous and that's a sign you still love me deck" replied Ustadz Alfi.
The two are silent about their activities. Ustadz Alfi was busy with his pants pocket. He tried hard to bring out something he said he had ordered. While Dian was only silent with his mind that was still asking questions because of the activities of this man.
"it's open" said Ustadz Alfi as he extended his hand with the ring box to Dian.
"this gold.." said Dian who received the speech and stared in disbelief at what he saw. Then he opened the box and was overwhelmed with its contents.
"dad, don't you like it? em sorry mas only have enough salary money just can buy it. ring to replace the dowry ring that was broken. kl did not like, kl, mas promise you will buy what you want" said Ustadz Alfi who was discouraged.
"no dislike. I'm just too happy. Look at the mas, this model is very beautiful" said Dian who looks happy with a ring crowned with a small blue diamond.
Ustadz Alfi was also happy if the choice was favored by Dian. Suddenly he remembered the words of Gus the Great several years ago. That it was fortunate that he got a woman like this wife. Happy with simple things. He also put a ring in his old hand empty will be a switch sign in his love then followed by Dian who also pairs the other ring on his finger.
Ustadz Alfi kissed Dian's forehead long ago and then closed his eyes. Not feeling his tears just escaped considering how devastated he would have been if Dian had not been in this world and the current opportunity did not exist. The atmosphere of haru enveloped the two of them until the one who watched in the active cctv felt it.
"loh kok mas Alfi nangis" asked Dian with glassy eyes by removing a clear circle that fell from the cheeks of her man.
"eh, how come you cry on the deck" said Ustadz Alfi who saw Dian also shed his tears but pressed him to keep smiling but still even more swift and sobbing sobs.
"you cengeng mas" said Dian rasak and still nosy berated Ustadz Alfi with tears that still down one by one.
"you also deck. hiks...hiks..your nose is red hehe"a happy cry Ustadz Alfi who saw Dian is very funny and adorable in his eyes at this time.
"ah. mas alfi gituu" said Dian who held back not to cry. He is very embarrassed if only his nose looks bright red that is still sensitive to anything.
Dian hid his face by choosing to hug Ustadz Alfi who had laughed crisply because of his face that held back his crying. Then before long, the two of them had laughed together as a result of his cry earlier.
"i love you mas" Dian exclaimed
"i'm also deck" replied Ustadz Alfi landing his hand stroking the strong shoulder of the woman he had this.
"i love you more mas"a gaze in Dian which is of course a sign that she loves her husband more than anything. Even life is at stake.
"i love you more deeply, so deeply that I can't change my heart from you deck" replied Ustadz Alfi the same return exuding a loving gaze with a soothing smile. He loved his woman so deeply as the sea trough that it was very difficult for him to appear on the surface of the sea.
My God, how beautiful Halal Love is 😍
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