Ustadz Nikah Yuk

Ustadz Nikah Yuk
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A few minutes later


"Cock can ana's book be in ustadz?"


"could. Never mind, Anna will be responsible. You don't read the diary, it doesn't matter either."


"In what way will ustadz be responsible?"


"Anterin anty came home, I told you that."


"Owh. Alright. But geratis, right? Ana has no money to pay. Ana tote bag ditaro in front of the bike ukhty Amina, forgot to bring it. Anna ran away."


"Bawls. Who told you Anty paid who?" Adrian passed. Aisyah just looked at Ashraf question markingly.


"Ustad? Ustadz is SBY, right?"


"Priest. Why?"


"Ustadz used to have acquaintances in Jatim as well, but not in his Sby." The two of them chatted, Adrian just being a listener.


"Where to?"


"In Malang ustadz, but ana has never met him."


"Hem. Who?"


"Ustadz Ahmad Tito, do you know ustadz?"


"Ep. Why is it the same?"


"She was the guide ana in WA study group. Very firm, if you answer the question, ana immediately understand."


"Oh yeah? Massya Allah."


"Yes ustadz. Ana is interested in him."


"How interested?"


"You want to marry him, even the same father's permission. But I said you can't."


"Why?"


"Because ana is still a school, continue west Java to east Java is far away."


"Hem."


"But?"


"Why?"


"But ana wants to be in ta'adud (polygamy)"


"Huh?" Ashraf and Adrian stopped their steps in shock.


Crick


Crick


"Can't you do it?"


"Because ana dsri SD really want Pesantren, but never get permission. Well, if marriage to ustadz is minimal ana can be taught religion directly the same ustadznya hehe."


"So because of his knowledge?"


"Of course it's ustadz, so ana's interested."


"Pantes, same ustadz Adrian also interested." Ledek Ashraf glanced at Adrian.


"It's not funny they're making jokes." Adrian batin.


"Not anymore, ma'am ustadz. You're kidding about that, can't you? Ana's sorry about ustadz Adrian."


"Naam." replied Adrian simple. Ashraf himself just smiled.


"Oh yeah? Can I have an anty number!" Hp thrusting.


"By ustadz." Receiving hp Ashraf.


"Syukron."


"Wa iyyaki ustadz."


"Ustad? Shouldn't gathering with a mahram book be okay? It's not mahram, what?"


"Unintentionally, we're three too. Be mahram again." Ashraf smile.


"Who's ustadz?"


Ashraf simply smiled, and glanced at Adrian while raising an eyebrow.


Didn't feel they've been to the parking lot, there looks a black luxury car. The car looks very clean, like a car that has been purchased but rarely made.


"Ustadz here's the key!" Ashraf handed me the car keys.


"Anything that drives, ana will go down first in the mimimarket for a while."


"All right." Ashraf also parked the car.


"Let's ride!"


"Where is she sitting?"


"Behind."


"Where's utazz?"


"Ana in front of ustadz Ashraf."


"It doesn't want ustadz." Saying Aisha like fear.


"Ana's afraid there's someone behind."


"What the hell does that mean." Pissed Adrian.


"Ustadz behind me!"


"Whatever. What matters is that we are not alone. Ana had a dream of ustadz, ana near the cemetery on the road to Ana's house. There was a girl in the jengki tree, staring at ana rich cynic, her legs were wiggled forward to the back. Ana's afraid of ustadz."


Thiid


"Hurry in!" adrian's word! As for him, contact someone.


Aisyah got into the car at the back.


"Ustadz afwan!"


"why?" Ashraf looked at Aisyah from the rearview mirror, while his hand was still holding the wheel.


"The gaze melts, astagfirullah O Allah." Aisha looked down.


"Ehm. Why?"


"Ustadz?"


"Udah yet?" Adrian called someone.


"....."


"Alhamdulillah. Syukron when he came in. Assalamualaikum."


"Why?" Ashraf is still curious.


"May Ayesha be in front with ustadz Ashraf." Adrian's mind.


"Ustadz ana no,"


Chequelek


Adrian unlocks the back of the car, and goes straight in. Ashraf who saw from the rearview mirror was confused. They both just stared at each other.


"Why isn't Anty in front?"


Tiiiiiids


Ashraf deliberately drove his car directly, so that Aisyah did not move forward.


"Oh my God, how is this? Why anyway? If this continues to be a danger." Inner Ayesha.


"Shukron ustadz!" Aisyah.


"O Allah, the magrib-magrib gini will be tested. Good thing with the car." Batin Aisha.


"What syukron?"


"There is no fear, for ustadz is sitting here."


"Don't go to PDan, you think Anty is sitting in front."


"Ana is self-conscious ustadz, if ana is not dreamy serem. Ana is sitting alone is okay." she replied casually.


Adrian looked straight ahead without answering Aisyah's words, while Aisyah herself just stared out the car glass.


"Kasiah ukhty Ais." Inner Ashraf.


"Ustadz so to minimarket?"


"Oh, I'm afraid there's not as much of it." Adrian batin.


"It's not ustadz, it's raining heavily. Just hurry home. Then go straight to the mosque. Adhan as well."


"Naam-naam ustadz." Ashraf nodded.


"Duh, already handsome, cool, use perfume again huh. Mabok halu this is mah." Batin Aisha.


At home, Dija who has been wearing mukena, looks very agitated. Ahmad himself, decided to go to the mosque.


"Aisha where is this? Where rain. What's nginep in Dormitory times." Inner Dija, sambip continues to stare at the screen hpnya.


A few minutes later


"That means anty dream here dong?" ask Ashraf suddenly.


"Eh sut ustadz, this is magrib loh. Afraid of ustadz."


The deg de deg


Aisha glanced to the right and to the left


"It's not just a dream. Actually there are two roads to be able to go to the highway, one road that can only be passed by the same motorbike and footpath doang. Because those who carry a motorcycle do not all dare to go through that road. Well, both of these roads can enter the car.


So, the dream event that ana alamai earlier. That was exactly when ana was still smp. Really real ustadz, there is no nesting mythical story tuh." said Aisyah trying to explain, when it was past from the funeral.


"Hem. You should often read the ruqyah verses independently if so ukhty. Everywhere should pray first" said Ashraf, stopping his car. Adrian himself, engrossed in his cell phone.


"Anty dare to go down by herself?" Ashraf stared from the word spy.


"No ustadz. Afraid someone might follow."


"Roof. Not going to be, ana not good at night anterin anty. Ana is not here. Later if you meet people must be on nanyain." Ashraf.


"But ana is afraid of ustadaz, does usatdz not bring a mask?" Aisyah looked out, where the condition of the village was really very quiet and dark. There is only a light lamp, from the homes of residents who are not too dense.


"Ana the anter come on!" Adrian out.


"Rain-rain?"


"Laa. Anty wear a jacket! It's just a little rain, accelerated the way." Ashraf took off his jacket.


"Shukron ustadz."


"Priest. Anty careful!"


"Naam ustadz's. Assalamualaikum" While hurrying out.


"Come on!" Take Aisyah, see Adrian who is still playing hp. And try to turn on the flashlight.


"Pantes this kid is a coward, really a lonely place." Adrian batin.