Ustadz Nikah Yuk
Ana Likes the same ustadz

When Riza was still in front of the UKS room, suddenly Aisyah shouted, while walking with a limp.

"Ustad? Ustadz Riza?"

"Dear of? Why your feet?" Massaging towards Aisyah's feet.

"It doesn't matter ifadz, what's Raina doing?"

"What's the answer?" riza firmly, out of curiosity.

"Afwan. Ana fell on the ladder."

"Can't you?"

"Rush ustadz."

"But go to the field?"

"No ustadz, I wanted to. But alvin ustadz told him not to come, because of the state of ana's feet that hurt."

"Alvin Ustadz?"

"Na'am ustadz," while glancing inward.

"Ukhty?"

"Why ustadz?"

"It looks like Ustadz Alvin put a taste."

"Taste? Whom?"

"Anty" he said as he passed.

"Emang yes? The ustadz? Ah ustadz jokingly." cried Aisyah pouting.

Riza did not comment on Aisyah's response. However, suddenly Adrian and Alvin are about to teach past the UKS space.

"Afwan! It's best to anty as a santriyah, not yell at an ustadz." Stare sharply.

"But ustadz Riza said that Ustadz Alvin," Aisyah lowered her head and did not continue her words.

"Why?" Alvin approached Aisyah, of course with a distance of 2 meters. Adrian who saw it immediately left them. Aisyah just glanced at him for a moment.

"Afwan ustadz, you better forget it. Ustadz Riza does like to make curious, as when telling the history of Islam."

"Go to class first! Oh yeah, anty's leg?"

"Udah cured ustadz." Pretend to stand up straight.

"Why are you still here?"

"Raina fainted."

"Who's inside?"

"Any."

"When there's someone, Anty comes in! Ustadz Adrian first time teaching."

"Astagfirullah, so right ustadz Adrian want to teach Qurdis?"

Aisyah's hard question was heard by Adrian who was still behind the wall on the edge of the Uks, had answered the phone.

"Why indeed?" Alvin's curious.

"There are people who say he's fierce, if memorization should be fast."

Adrian who heard it felt challenged by Aisyah's words, he hurried to go to his class.

"He hasn't been taught yet, don't su'uzan just yet. Excuse me!"

"Wait on! Ustadz in what class?"

"XI 1 iP." Alvin was delighted, when Aisyah asked him.

"Then together with ustadz, do not go to uks really." While walking limp.

"Have he hurt his leg?"

"It didn't hurt, it hurt his leg." Hearing those words, Alvin smiled.

"Why?"

"Don't go together! Afraid of being slandered! Please go through here! Let ana turn around." she said.

"But? Oh jude! I have to hurry." Aisha walked quickly.

As Aisyah walked, she saw Adrian who was about to enter her class.

"Ustad? Well, looks like I'm gonna be late."

"Ust?" When he screamed, he,

"Ah, free to enter the class. I'm ready to get punished." While walking.

Classed

"Wa'alaikumsalam ustadz," Santriah began to whisper.

Dreeet dreeet

Ashraf called

However, as Adrian naru sat down. He only looked at it for a while, then kept his phone on the table.

"Na'am, akhwaty! Ismi Adrian Isaac."

"Na'am ustadz Adrian." said all santriyah.

"Ana memghandle ustadz Malik, who God willing, he is preparing material for his S2 trial."

"Where's ustadz?" ask one of the santri.

"Disebrang, precisely Indonesian Muslim University. Does anyone know where?"

"In Makasar ustadz." Some santriyah answered.

"Rubber. Before you start your lesson, will anyone still want to ask?" Adrian while passing and carrying his book.

"Afwan ustadz, ustadz what graduate?" one of the santriyah asked, standing up.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam," all of them glanced at Aisyah.

"Masmuki, ukhty?" adrian asked me a moment to Aisyah, but she already knew her name.

"Ismi Aisyah Al Hakim, yaa (goddess) ustadz."

"What does ustadz Malik do, if there is a late santriyah?" Glancing at the santriyah.

"Afwan ustadz, no one is late." replied simultaneously.

"Afwan ustadz" interrupted Aisyah.

"Ana hasn't allowed Anty to talk." jutek. Aisyah just looked down.

"Yeah Akhwaty! Who's the three empty seats?" Staring at the empty kusri, who already had his bag.

"Izin answered ustadz," one of the santriyah stood up.

"Tafadhol!"

"Three seats, belonging to the Aisyah ukhty, Aminah ukhty, and Raina Ukhty. Qodarullah, Raina's ukhty fainted, and now again in the ukhty Aminah accompanied, at the request of Uthadz Riza."

"Priest. Syukron ukhty! Please!" Santriyah sat back down.

"Anty can come in, but can't sit down yet!"

"Alhamdulillah, shukron ustadz!" Aisyah came in and stood in front of the class.

"For that question, which graduate. Alhamdulillah, S1 ana studied at one of the special Higher Education Sciences of Islam in South Jakarta and S2 in Madinah. Anything else?"

"Massya Allah," The Santriyah were amazed.

"Ustadz how old is he?"

"Road to 28."

"Afwan ustadz, you can ask." said Aisyah.

"Tafadhol!"

"Wouldn't Uatadz marry Ana?" plain saying.

"Ukhtyyyyyyyyyyyy!" Cheers of santriyah.

"Sit ukhty! Ana loves tolerance because the first time you enter the class, after that if someone is late in, ana does not allow me to sit." Adrian tidsk wrote Aisyah's question, he opened the book.

"Wouldn't you think Anty could be as brave as that to ask?" whispered a friend of his seat.

"Of course, because ana has an obsession to have it." said fasting.

"Massha Allah, that fast. What about ustadz Alvin?" Tempta santriyah.

"Always be hearted." Aisyah smiled. Without them noticing, ustadz and the other santriyah stared at them.

"Anty greedy, let ustadz Alvin make ana."

"Bak bolllllleh!" answer and bring out the book. Aisha looked at Adrian.

"What are you talking about?" Adrian ngegas's.

"Ustadz don't be angry, why." Aisyah sneered and whipped.

"Java!"

"Ana likes the same ustadz." answered Aisyah plainly.

"Cieeeeeeeee." Cheers of the Santriyah.

"Don't joke! Now focus on the material." Adrian wrote one of the verses of the Qur'an.