Trapped in a Sacred Prison
CHAPTER 44

"Ulfi, there is something I want to ask" Ammar said with a serious face.

"A-what's ustadz?" tanya Ulfi still did not dare to look at her husband's face.

"Is the pesantren already on holiday?" ask Ammar gently.

"Su-has been ustadz," answered Uldi nervously because Ammar always looked at him so closely.

"Oh good then, yuk pray dawn first," invited Ammar directly to stand without lowering Ulli.

"Jeez ustadz, come down to me first, I am not a child who should be carried by a lot of ustadz," protested Uldi, making Ammar immediately put the girl down while laughing softly.

"Yes, I entered first, after the morning prayer we need to talk," said Ammar then went into the bathroom.

Ulfi stroked her chest that was still pounding, "astaghfirullah, calm down," her monologue in a soft voice.

Some time has now passed, Ulufi and Ammar have completed their morning prayers in congregation, and continued by teaching together. Sometimes Ammar stopped reading to hear his wife teaching.

Ammar smiled when he realized that Ulfi was now more fluent in reciting the holy verse of the Qur'an, although some of its tajwid still had to be repaired.

The atmosphere of dawn was very soothing to the heart and ears of Ammar and Uldi, he did not expect the girl was desperate to come to him in Cairo just to show her feelings to Ammar.

Ammar certainly felt very happy, because indirectly, Ulli who is his wife has shown that how special Ammar in his heart.

Now they sit facing each other on their own prayer mats.

"Come here." Ammar patted the spot before him for Ulli to get closer to him.

"Although feeling awkward, Uelfi ventured to follow Ammar's orders, their distance further eroded by approaching Ulli before him.

"How are you, baby?" ammar asked gently, making Ulli more wrong behavior called affection.

"Ba-good ustadz," he replied as he bowed.

"Why still call me ustadz? Change well, it's also in the pesantren already know, so there's nothing more to hide" said Ammar.

"So, what should I call you?" tanya Ulfi was still in the same position.

"If you're talking to your husband, look into his eyes" said Ammar.

Uldi slowly raised his face and looked at the beautiful eyes with thick eyebrows belonging to the husband. "So what should I call you?"

"As far as you are concerned, obviously when you call me, I feel very happy with that call."

Ulfi was silent for a moment, he seemed to think, what kind of call did Ammar mean? Definitely not brother, mas, brother let alone om.

"Hubby?' Ullif.

"What is hubby?" ask Ammar plain.

"Song to Habiby, how?"

"What does habiby mean?" Ammar this time pretended to be innocent.

"Well, the time of habiby doesn't know? You must pretend you don't know, right?" dumel Ulli is getting upset.

"Hahaha yes, now try to call me with that" he asked.

"Hubby,"

"What?"

"Hubby,"

"What?"

"Astaghfirullah Hubby," the girl growled, making Ammar laugh.

"So?"

"So what?"

"Our marriage relationship, can it be carried out normally? I mean, our relationship used to have a lot of boundaries because it had to be kept secret, can it now be removed?"

"Border?" asked Ulfi and Ammar nodded.

"Alright, starting from here," Ammar now eroded their distance and landed a kiss on Ulfi's brow so gently, then down to his pointed cheeks and nose.

Do not ask how the condition of the heart of both, it is definitely racing and heard in each ear.

Until the moment Ammar almost reached the ranum, the sound of the doorbell rang. Making Ammar and Ulli look at each other with a blushing face and smile embarrassedly.

"Who came so early?" tanya Ulfi and Ammar just spread his shoulders and went out of the room and opened the door.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, sorry to interrupt your morning sir, we are security officers here" said a man of great stature who came with his friend complete with his special uniform, they speak Arabic.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, yes, can I help you?" tanya Ammar also uses Arabic.

"Look, we just received a report that last midnight a young girl came to your unit, may we know about your relationship? Given all this time the master only stayed alone," asked one of the men.

"Oh, she's my wife, she lives in Indonesia and last night she came to visit me" Ammar replied.

"Can we see the evidence? Sorry, not disbelief, we just want to confirm the truth, because there have been many such incidents, they claim to be married and live together, but after being examined, it turns out they are not married," obviously that guy again.

"Well, wait a minute" Ammar now took his phone to show them their wedding video.

To be honest, Ammar felt a little worried because he and Ulli did not have a marriage book. As a rule, marriage registration under the age of 19 years will get a rejection letter from the office of religious affairs, but in the end it can still be handled if first take care of the dispensation permit in the religious court, but in the end it can still be handled if you first take care of the dispensation permit in the religious court, and that's what Ammar hasn't done until now.

In his heart, he always prayed, may his business today be facilitated by God.

...اَللّهُمَّ يَسِّرْ وَ لَا تُعَسِّر, بَشِّرُوْوَلَا تُنَفِّرُو...

...Allahumma yassir walaa tu'assir, basyiruu walaa tunaffiru...

...Meaning:...

...“Make it easy, do not be complicated, give good news, do not be afraid.”...

The two men are now focused on watching the video, occasionally he looks at Ammar's face, to match his face.

"Your wife can we see? Just to match the face," the man said.

Ammar now calls Ulli who is still wearing a face, and they also match his face, although in the video the position of Uldi is a bit far from Ammar, but his face is still caught by the camera.

The two men looked at each other and nodded.

"Alright, sir has proven the truth, then we excuse yourself and apologize for the inconvenience" the two men said and left.

Ammar quickly closed the door and leaned against it with a relieved look.

"Alhamdulillah, congratulations" he said, wiping his chest that was beating with worry. His gaze now led to Uldi looking at him confused.

"Why baby?" ask Ammar.

"What were you talking about again?" ulfi asked, immediately Ammar realized that he had been using Arabic since then when speaking.

"Oh, they think we're not married, so I call you so they can match your face to the one in our wedding aqad video" explained Ammar.

"Ooo," Uldi rounded ber oh ria's lips.

Ammar drew closer to Uldi and gently pulled his hand. "You must be hungry, yuk, I made you breakfast."

"really? Wow I happen to be really hungry ustadz ehh means Hubby." Uldi walked with enthusiasm following Ammar towards the kitchen.

The man deftly began to prepare all the ingredients that he would use to make an Indonesian breakfast menu.

"Ustadz, what can I do for you?" lutefism

"Ustadz?" Ammar stared intently at Ulli.

"I mean Hubby, heheh." Ulli only got a sharp look from her husband.

Ammar gave some spices to Ulli to work on, while he cooked rice and prepared the ingredients.

Now the atmosphere looked silent, only the sound of running water and the sound of knives clashing with the cutting board.

"Hiks." Ammar immediately turned towards the source of the sound when he heard the sobbing sound of Uldi.

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