Ustadz Heart Conditioning
Uncomfortable Feelings (one)

Ustad Sidiq got into the car looking at his wife's disheveled face like never before.

"Sir,,"

Ustad Sidiq said, but the one called still turned his face outward.

"Why adek? How can you just shut up? That's also his face why is it tangled like that?"

Said Ustad Sidiq after turning on his car AC so that Dira did not overheat.

"Grandfather Mas"

Said Dira still turning her face away.

"Adek jealous did you see Mas talking with Ustadzah Aisyah earlier?"

Ustad Sidiq stared at Dira's face.

"Sir, who is jealous. Who the hell was that girl?"

A smile on the lips of Ustad Sidiq also appeared when he heard Dira's question just now.

"He's one of the Ustadzahs at the Deck Pesantren"

Said Ustad Sidiq, who started running his vehicle, leaving the mosque area.

"Owhh teacher too, kiraen ex-mas"

"Yes Dek he also teaches there. Astagfirullahal adzim, Mas has never dated before Deck"

"Hmm yeah, she's beautiful, is she wearing so different from Dira?"

Ustad Sidiq stared at Dira's increasingly disheveled face.

"For Adek it is the most beautiful"

A smile rose on Dira's lips but she quickly covered them back up.

"Elehh, the most dreadful"

"Right Deck, Mas doesn't lie Adek is the most beautiful"

Ustad Sidiq stared at Dira's face with a sweet smile.

"Let's just focus on the road"

Said Dira again who immediately turned her face staring out the car window with a smile on her lips.

But Ustad Sidiq can see Dira's smile from behind the reflection of his car glass.

Arriving at the house Ustad Sidiq as usual close the door and lock the door and make sure no windows are open then overtake the wife who has entered the room.

Cclack,,, ikk,,

Ustad Sidiq entered the room along with Dira who had just finished cleaning herself in the bathroom and had changed her nightgown.

Tonight Dira wears a knee-length pajama dress. What a performance like Dira that Ustad Sidiq can not turn away from him.

But a glint on Dira's neck resuscitated him. As he remembered this morning Dira had not used a necklace.

"The Adek's necklace is so pretty"

Ustad Sidiq said he began removing his Kokonya shirt leaving a white inner shirt.

"Hmm,, "

Dira was a little confused to speak. There was no way he would say that this was a gift from Mas Galih.

"This is Dira Mas's old necklace, but just got Dira wearing it again"

Said Dira with a little holding the necklace.

"Owhh so yeah"

"Yes Mas, Dira sleepy ni, Dira sleep luan ya Mas"

Dira quickly covered herself with a blanket and closed her eyes. Ustad Sidiq went to the bathroom to clean her body.

'Allah forgive Dira for lying. May Mas Sidiq believe amin'

"Dec is asleep?"

Ustad Sidiq said after getting into bed.

But Dira still remained silent by closing her eyes tightly. Ustad Sidiq smiled at the wife's apparent pretend behavior.

Slowly Ustad Sidiq brought Dira's head to his side making his arm a sleeping pad for Dira the same thing he did every night.

Dira still closed her eyes with her back to her husband.

But Dira can feel a gentle rubbing on his head from the hands of Ustad Sidiq.

"Sir, Mas will always be patient waiting for you to open your heart to Mas"

Ustad Sidiq said while gently rubbing Dira's head and occasionally giving her a kiss.

"I'm sorry Mas who can not be happy Adek yes, Mas it's a pity at all Adek"

Deg.

'Oh my God, how is this?? I could even feel his heart beating so fast'

"Mas also will not force you to always serve Mas. But if Mas can ask Adek to receive an inner living from Mas, because Mas is afraid of sin because it does not give the rights of Adek"

Continue by still rubbing Dira's head slowly.

'Is God damning me? But I'm not ready, God, I'm still scared'

Even now the pounding on Dira's chest is almost as strong as that of Ustad Sidiq.

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The air this morning was very cool after the rain fell last night leaving water droplets in the leaves.

Dira looks neat with her brackets. Today he will come back with his husband to Pesantren.

"Is the deck ready?"

Said Ustad Sidiq who came to Dira in front of the mirror.

"It's already"

Dira replied, turning to look at her husband with a sweet smile.

"Masyaallah is the beauty of Mas's wife"

Ustad Sidiq looked at Dira with a smile.

"What the hell Mas, let's walk later Mas late teaching him"

Dira's words quickly passed hiding a tinge of red on her face.

Arriving at Pesantren Ustad Sidiq drove Dira to the residence of Umma and went straight to his class.

"Son, join Umma yok to attend the study"

Umma said after Ustad Sidiq left them in the living room.

"Where is Umma's study?"

Said Dira smilingly looking at Umma.

"Near the princess' cottage, this is exclusively for women only"

"Oowh.. Yes Umma Dira wants to"

"Yes, come on, kid, uh wait a minute"

Said Umma immediately taking his bag in the room.

After telling mbak (household assistant) who was in the residence of Pak Kiai, Umma and Dira immediately went to the princess cottage.

Dira looked at the large enough Hall with awe that was clearly visible in his eyes. This is the first time it has followed the so-called study in which there have been many santri wati and also the Ustadzah who also attended the study today.

"Let's sit here, it'll start soon"

Said Umma who began to resuscitate Dira back.

Immediately Dira sat next to Umma joined the Ustadzah who sat at the front and santri wati at the back.

Dira was slightly fixated to see Ustadzah who was giving tausiyah in front there.

Yes, it was Ustadzah Aisyah who yesterday met her and her husband.

Dira felt inferior to himself who was still far from the word subha as the contents of the lecture of Ustadzah Aisyah just now. A hint of gratitude appeared in her heart considering that her husband was a religious-savvy Ustad.

But worry also arises when he juxtaposes himself with the husband. Dira who only knows A ba ta while the husband memorized thirty juz. Dira who used to dress openly even had a date but different from the husband who always obeyed worship.

A very different comparison.

But Dira quickly dispelled the discomfort when Umma invited him back home.

"Amma Assalamualaikum"

Said Ustadzah Aisyah in front of the Hall stopping the steps of Umma and Dira.

"Waalaikumsalam nak Ayesha"

Umma answered while receiving a helping hand from Ustadzah Aisyah to kiss Umma's hand.

"Umma how are you?"

His words were friendly with a very beautiful smile at the sight of the eyes.

"Alhamdulillah Umma healthy son. You how are you? It's been a long time since Shafa went to Cairo"

Umma said while rubbing the shoulder of Ustadzah Aisyah.

"Alhamdulillah, the good news is also Umma.

Yes Umma, I was busy teaching and filling out a little study Umma, anyways if there is no Shafa I am afraid to cause slander when visiting Umma often"

Ustadzah Aisyah said with her head bowed.

"Masyaallah the son of Soleha Umma, Oiyah introduce this Dira his wife Mas Sidiq"

Umma again looked at Dira for a while and then turned to look at Ustadzah Aisyah.

"Yes Umma, we met yesterday. Assalamualaikum mbak"

Ustadzah said Aisyah smiled kindly looking at Dira.

"Yes Waalaikumsalam"

Dira replied presumptuously because he himself was also confused as to what to say.

"Then I'm sorry Umma wants to continue the task"

"Owh yeah son, uh wait a minute next week Shafa comes home from Cairo, play around to the house, son"

Said Umma with a warm smile.

"Yes Umma Insyaallah I will visit Umma's house, then I'm sorry Umma Assalamualaikum"

Pamit Ustadzah Aisyah again and began to leave Umma and Dira who walked towards his residence.