Ustadz Nikah Yuk
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Morning at school

Aisyah who rush will cross the road will be hit by a car.

"Sorry-sorry!" said Aisyah from her veil balil, while running a little, because the gate will be closed soon.

"Wait paaaaaaaaaa! Don't be closed!" yell Aisyah.

"Sorry, you're late. Where did it end up?"

"Don't ask that first! Please open the gate!" Aisyah pleads.

Then a teacher whose car was about to hit Aisyah just now suddenly approached her.

"Why?"

"Alvin Ustadz?" Aisyah shocked.

"So you, Ice?" ask Alvin.

"I'm late, just want to get in the gate to be closed." Aisyah pouting.

"What reason?" Alvin asked, looking at the clock in his hand.

"So I took the angkot, but inside were other sick mothers. Then I have to come first nganterin his mothers to Puskesmas. Even I listed it, because the husbands of the mothers do not understand to register it." Describe Aisyah at length.

"Oh." Alvin got into his car. Aisyah just gawking.

"Sir, please open the gate!" alvin's Letters.

"Good sir!"

"Ustadz terimasiiih!" Aisyah.

"Who told you to come in?"

"Ustadz don't joke, the others have gathered in the field." Aisha passed away.

"So what do I have to go after him?"

"No need sir! The first hour of study is not learned, there will be a speech from Isaac's Ustad."

"Oh, panties. He's here, sir,"

"Good sir." Alvin drove into his car, and went inside.

In the field all the santri and santriyah had gathered. For sure they are not united, the santri in front, then behind him there is a hiiab/separator, and behind there is a line of santriyah.

Aisyah who was in a hurry, went straight up to the second floor to store the bag. Accidentally, he bumped into someone who was also about to descend from the second floor. They were walking in the middle of the stairs.

Brucks

They collided, Aisyah's legs dropped one down which caused her to lose balance. And finally his body, leaning against the support of the ladder, with the hand that held the support tightly, in a sitting position fell.

"Astagfirullah? Aw," Aisyah grimaced.

While someone who hit him, he who will fall immediately balances the body. Then he hurriedly looked down. He was surprised to see Aisyah who had fallen.

"Subhanallah," Adrian hurriedly approached Aisyah down. At that time Aisyah who felt still dizzy, tried to stand up. But his right leg seemed to have been sprained.

"Let's wake up! Hold my hand," Adrian handed me his wrist.

Aisyah while standing holding Adrian's hand, just staring at Adrian's appearance from the bottom up. The short, neat black hair with its short bangs pointed back, made the good looks of his face very radiant. Really pleasing to the eye.

The striped shirt he wore, combined with black pants, and black shoes and socks, made him look more cool.

"Afwan ana's hand, ukhty!" he said while pulling his hand.

"Oh yes. Afwan was in a hurry." Duck.

"Who is this? Very handsome, "inner Aisyah.

"Priest. Anty just came?"

"Priest. It was an angkot that was riding, stopping by the puskesmas, sick nganterin."

Adrian stared at the name tag Aisyah wore.

"Naam." Adrian passed to get down.

"Wait!" Shouted Aisyah, Adrian stopped his steps without turning his head.

"Maa ismuka, aki?"

"Am I wearing a uniform?"

"Afwan. New ustadz, huh?" Aisyah was still curious.

"God willing. Afwan, ana can't help Anty. Afraid of being slandered." Then Adrian passed.

Hearing the boisterous sounds of people from the speakers. Aisyah hurriedly kept her bag to class, even though her legs were very painful.

Meanwhile, Adrian was greeted by several teachers. No exception, Alvin and Riza.

"Massya Allah, the young ustadz again at this gathering" said Malik, who had just come and greeted them.

"Massya Allah" said everyone.

Malik is one of the ustadz who became a student wakasek. He's about 35 years old.

"Ustadz Adrian, how old is he now?"

"God willing, next month 28 Ustadz."

"That means there's three young unmarried ustadz here, eh but we're gonna have to be Riza all in a minute?"

"Naam, insha Allah ustadz" said Riza smiling, and holding in shame, as she passed towards the field following Malik.

Meanwhile, Adrian and Alvin stared at each other.

"Afwan ana has just come, what are the sons of Ustadz Isaac?"

"Naam, ustadz. Hello to you." Adrian said hello to Alvin.

"Ana Alvin Wijaya, Ustadz?"

"Wait on! His son Mr Ali Wijaya?"

"Naam ustadz, how do you know?" Alvin smiles.

"Did you like stories about him? Let's go to the field!" take Adrian with you while embracing Alvin.