Ukhti Bar - Bar
Chapter 53# Two Gus, Don't Tense Yes!

Preparation for the preparation for the big event is almost complete.

Both at the residence of Kyai Faisal and the residence of Angkasa.

The Darussalam boarding school seemed frenetic, as senior santriwati and teachers partly helped Ning Khumaira to arrange a parcel of gifts that would be brought during the event tomorrow.

Later in the night, there will also be a prayer night for the bride and groom.

Therefore, in the pesantren public kitchen there is a hustle more than usual.

Mbok Minah comes a lot of extra energy. Where, Ning Khumaira took it from the village next door.

Because Kyai prepares one buffalo to cook and enjoy together later in the night.

Gus Amar and his sister also busied themselves. They do not stay silent in preparing for the second big day tomorrow.

"Don't be too tired, remember keep your stamina," Ning Khumaira's message said.

The woman did not allow her two sons to stay up.

"Yes, Ummi," the two answered in unison.

In the end, both only help clear up the rest of the study and also eat earlier.

After that, they went back to the pendopo and gave everything to the builders and volunteers to clear everything up.

Two different age groups entered their rooms.

Their eyes went to the back of the room door. Where depends on a wedding dress that they will wear tomorrow morning.

The ivory-white robe shone in the light of the lamp. A copy with carvings and Payet on all sides is now in their hands.

Smiles of both are also drawn.

Happiness burst forth from within the hearts of these two handsome Gus. Where the two of them will soon end their bachelor.

Then take their wives to the boarding school.

"O Allah, this is all a dream. The day that I could only dream of, will soon come true" murmured Gus Amar.

The man all this time can only dream of hoping that his soul mate comes to fill his lonely life at the age that is ripe for marriage.

But what can be done, destiny says something else. God always gave him a way in scavenging religious knowledge.

Also a way of various kinds of business.

This time, he came home. God sends a soul mate that he never thought he would. The little girl who bar.

The girl who has a past and traumatized with disappointments and wounds unseen by the eyes.

A mission for Amar to guide him into a strong person and qona'ah.

It's time for Amar to implement the science he's been looking for to the end of the world.

Different with the sister.

Gus Moses at this moment, was seen pacing in front of his bed.

He looked repeatedly at the dark screen of his phone. With the intention to contact the future wife, however, her feelings are always resisting. While his brain was pushing to make a phone call.

Gus Moses dropped his ass on the bed. Massaging his temples slowly. Weighing again what he should do.

His feelings are worried, his heart dag-dig-dug is not careless.

I want him to call a contact name on the screen. However, his courage seemed to be swallowed up by the earth.

The sacred event that is the end of the determination of its status is only to wait for tomorrow. But, somehow heading for that time seems like a long time if in the future with a longing that rolls itself like this.

In fact, he had been begging the ummi. When the woman visited him in the room.

"Um, please ...!" woo her with an expression of puppy eyes.

"Darling! Once not still not! Don't woo Ummi in any way!" ning Khumaira. Refusing the request of his second son who wanted to call, Aira his future wife.

"Better, you have recited his jab qobulan. A thisau you sleep there, what is the stretch there flower bath if necessary," suggested the ummi who nyeleneh. Where it made him snort.

"Yes let it smell, let Aira stick to you later," kekeh ummi teased him.

"Ah, Ummi right. Kaan .. I'm traveling again. All the talk is tacky," grumbled, Gus Musa whose brains have been breaking everywhere.

"Ck, it's you who's the one who's mumbling!" a woman dressed in shar'i gomas dress, while pinching her son's arm.

"Well, ummi started first!" elak Gus Musa, he could not accept if he was said to be by his mother.

"Yes, be patient, hold it, diem. Mending you wudhu there let your heart calm and not restless. Let the syaitonnirrojim go from your head" suggested Ning Khumaira this time.

Gus Musa again could only swallow his saliva when he saw the stern expression of the woman who had given birth to him these two.

"Patience will be beautiful in the end. Once you are valid later, you will be free to spill all your hidden longings and desires. It will be a blessing and a blessing. Let all that longing spill over and even explode. Origin at the right time. Why the hell in installments, if you can directly pay cash! I'll stay tomorrow too, be patient!" ning Khumaira.

Even this time the woman spoke firmly and with great emphasis.

Counseling people who are drunk because of romance is indeed draining energy and mind.

In fact, the true son already understood and understood. Only, the seduction and whispers of the devil will continue to tempt whoever he is.

Making the level of human faith that tides, up and down into gamang and in lema.

"Yes, um ... Moses wudhu ala." rose up and passed away. Trying to drive away her excitement and desire.

Trying to resist all the turbulent desires in his soul. By cooling the skin, the head is also the heart.

Wudhu, it is not just watering or washing your skin with water.

But, ablution also has the power and benefits in holding back and even suppressing all emotions in you.

Wudhu can also cool your brain and also your chest that is pounding incoherently. Especially if it is continued with the prayer of two raka'at and open a great mushaf.

All advice from the ummi is effective. Now the tall white body with a beautiful face has been peaceful in his mind.

On a thick prayer mat, while holding the holy book of the Qur'an. Complete with koko turkish gamis and also scabbard.

The handsome twenty-four-year-old man had now fallen asleep with a charming smile etched from his sensual lips.

A figure that is so charming, that it can break the heart of women in congregation.

Yes, of course his admirers.

Apparently, some of them were shocked at once disappointed. When news of Gus Moses' marriage.

Of course, the most mentally affected is Ustadjah Ainun.

One of the teachers until meriang two days and two nights.

"You're outrageous Gus. Can't you see me here!" Ustadjah Ainun was seen clutching a blanket that covered part of his body.

"God willing! Lucky for whoever that girl is."

"So, does he like kids?"

"Where would Gus Moses have married a child?"

"Less what the hell I am, try ...!"

"Hopefully, he's happy. If it's her soul mate, what do you say?"

Various comments and responses appeared again on various sides. Some are from the santriwati and young teachers.

No one will comment on Gus Amar. Because his figure is too far with the students and teachers. They respect Gus Amar as Kyai Faisal.

Everyone is sure that Gus Amar's soul mate must be from among Kyai's children as well.

If only they knew.

Will they all grow their eyes?

Seriate