Aisyah's
Cravings

After returning home from his home Umi Salamah. Everyone seems to be walking. The goddess continued to frown as Zahira deliberately fluttered the 100,000 and 5,000 bills into her presence.

" No need to show off" grumbled the Goddess. Zahira laughed.

" Le, you see the behavior of your heritage" said Aisyah when she saw her sister-in-law deliberately teasing Dewi by fluttering money.

" Iraaaaa what are you doing?" ask Riziq. Instantly Zahira immediately put the money into his pocket.

" Not what are you doing" Zahira replied a little scared. Ustad Rashid just walked behind them.

" Ira, do you want to go straight to the dormitory to play at Aisyah's house?" ask Aisyah.

" I want to go home with Rashid, I want to see Anum" Zahira replied.

" There don't be trouble" threatened Riziq.

" Hmmm"

Zahira approached Aisha and whispered to her.

" You look at your aunt and your mama, like Romeo and Juliet"

Because curious, Aisyah also looked at her mother and aunt, it was seen Mang Ilham was in a friendly gang by bi Ratna.

" Let it go, their hearts are turbulent in the 2nd puberty" Aisyah replied in a whisper. Aisyah and Zahira laughed.

" Ha ha ha"

" You two are possessed?" riziq asked as he looked at his wife and sister. Aisyah and Zahira immediately pouted. When at the crossroads, Riziq and Aisyah turned the direction.

" Mang, bi, I go first. Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

" Daaah Adam and Eve" Zahira waved her hand at her nephew. Aisyah and Riziq walked towards her house, while Zahira went home with the Rashid Ustad.

Arriving home, Zahira knocked on the door.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" replied Syakir as he opened the door. When Syakir saw Zahira at the door.

" I'm sorry I didn't accept the donation" Syakir said, closing the door. Zahira's mouth immediately gaped at the words of his nephew.

" Kaaa, your son's behavior, when I was told to ask for a donation" Zahira sulked at Ustad Rashid. Ustad Rashid knocked on the door because the door was locked from the inside.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum, Syakir this is abi" said Ustad Rashid.

Chequek.

The door is open. Syakir seemed to smile embarrassed because he had dared to prank his aunt. Instantly Zahira immediately growled while staring at Syakir.

"My niece who was rese aware yes" Zahira grumbled in her heart as she ruffled her waist.

" Bi I want to be swallowed by aunty Ira" Syakir complained.

" We've come in" pinta ustad Rashid. They also enter, in the face of Anum is in his general carrier. Ustadzah Yasmin smiled when she saw her husband coming, not forgetting that she kissed him on the hands of Rashid.

" So, what happened until Usman called the mas and told him to come to his house?" ask ustadzah Yasmin.

Ustad Rashid only gave an answer by glancing his eyes at Zahira. Yasmin's understanding Ustadzah immediately smiled and approached her sister-in-law. While Ustad Rashid was busy carrying Anum.

" Ira, why were all your brothers told to come to Usman's house?" ask ustadzah Yasmin.

" Ka Yasmin, said ka Riziq, the person who was going to be gray in his hair will grow suddenly" Zahira replied until Yasmin's body immediately scrunched her forehead.

" Yasmin just wants to know"

" It took a long time to tell, and it seems like it took 3 days and 3 nights to finish" Zahira said as she sat in front of her sister-in-law. Until Yasmin's ustadzah again gnashed his forehead, then looked at Rashid's ustad. Her husband just smiled as if telling her to let the little girl babble as he pleased.

" Why face ka Yasmin expression like that, surely ka Yasmin is thinking and asking the crazy real question is me or ka Yasmin. That's what's on his mind right now you're Yasmin" Zahira said. Ustadzah Yasmin immediately smiled in shame because that was what was on her mind.

" Have you eaten Ira?" ask ustadzah Yasmin.

" It's been you"

Someone knocked on the door and said hello in front of the house.

Tok tok tok tok

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" replied Ustad Rashid, the ustadzah of Yasmin and Zahira.

" It looks like there's a guest, you open the door to Ira" said Yasmin.

" Syakir, open the door handsome" Zahira pinta praised Syakir so that the boy would open the door.

" Hey, if told not to tell me again" Ustad Rashid told Zahira.

" It was me who opened it"

Zahira relented and opened the door. Suddenly he was silent and a sweet smile escaped when he saw Joseph standing before him.

" Ira Asalamualaikum" Yusuf said hello again.

" Greetings waalaikum ka" Zahira replied with a smile.

" Have Yusuf come to look for me?" inner Zahira.

" The Rashid Ustad exists?" ask Yusuf. At once Zahira immediately pursed her lips after finding out that Joseph had come to look for her brother, not to look for him.

" Ira, is your brother here?" and asked Joseph back. Zahira nodded. Suddenly Ustad Rashid shouted from inside.

" Who's the guest Ira?" ask ustad Rashid.

" My future imam ka" Zahira replied as she shouted. Joseph immediately lowered his face, there was a sweet smile on his face. But when Zahira realized with his words, he immediately closed his own mouth.

" Oops, I'm sorry Yusuf is flabbergasted" said Zahira. Joseph just nodded with a smile.

"Why do I always pound near Joseph!!!" inner Zahira.

Then Rashid came out and approached them.

" Eh Yusuf, what's wrong?" ask ustad Rashid.

" He wants to propose to me" Zahira guessed inwardly.

" This is justad, abi left the textbook that was ordered yesterday" Yusuf replied while giving the book to Ustad Rashid. Ustad Rashid accepted it with a smile.

" Thank you Suf"

Joseph smiled too.

" I'm sorry to go home first ustad, asalamualaikum" said Yusuf.

" Greetings waalaikum"

Joseph looked at Zahira, the little lady still looking at him with a sweet smile.

" Ira Asalamualaikum"

" Waalaikum salam ka"

Joseph went from his house, Ustad Rashid. Zahira was still smiling as she stared at Joseph's departure.

" I'm sorry, God, I want to improve myself, but my heart is hard to compromise. My eyes are hard to turn away from the figure of Joseph who always fills my heart" Zahira's mind while holding his chest.

Ustad Rashid immediately closed Zahira's eyes, because from that day his sister did not blink when she looked at Joseph.

" There are many Istighfar Ira" said Ustad Rashid.

" Athaghfirullah alazim 1000x. A lot of ka?" zahira.

" Sakarepmu" said Ustad Rashid as he entered the house. Zahira entered, but before entering Zahira also stared at Joseph's departure.

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While with Nisa who was confused by the treatment of her husband who suddenly gave extraordinary attention to her. Ever since he heard his wife was pregnant, Usman seemed happy and happy. Fadil, his 8-year-old first son, preferred to live in a dormitory rather than in his home, Umi Salamah.

" What do you want to eat?" ask ustad Usman. Nisa just shook her head.

" Just tell me what you want?, I'll give you whatever you want" Usman said. Nisa immediately smiled widely.

" Really?"

" Hmmm"

" I want a sack of rice and a piece of diamond" Nisa replied with a smile until Usman frowned when he heard her request.

" You don't look like Nis, you think I'm a toyib bang" grumbled Usman. Nisa is laughing.

" Yes later I meet the WALI band, I will tell them to sing a sack of rice and a piece of diamond" said Ustad Usman. Nisa just frowned while stroking her stomach.

" Said Zahira if met ustad Usman should say mit amit not less than 7 x, that's what Zahira said on the endadzah Yasmin, when the endadzah Yasmin was pregnant. What that applies to me too yes" inner Nisa.

" Gold, I want young mangoes" said Nisa.

" Young mango???"

" Hmmm"

" Ok, now also I glide to his house Ustad Azam, easily malukan mango tree is fruiting"

" But it's already night" Nisa reminded.

" It's okay, I'll bring a flashlight. I'm going first, Nis, asalamualaikum"

" dude wait"

Nisa stopped her husband's steps.

" Why Nis?" ask ustad Usman.

" Take the mangoes do not ask permission first yes" pinta Nisa. As Usman immediately frowned, there was a sense of disbelief in his wife's words.

" What do you mean Nis?" tanya ustad Usman.

" I don't want to ask permission to take the mango"

" You can't go crazy like Aisyah. It's enough he's made me a thief, and you don't" asserted Usman.

" It's not me who wants it but the baby" Nisa replied.

" Hadeuuuh, this is how my fate is always unlucky when it comes to cravings for pregnant women" grumbled Usman.

" Maaas" call Nisa back.

" Yes yes, I will not permit it first on Azam's ustad, asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" answered Nisa while staring at her husband's departure.

Before going to Azam's house, Ustad Usman went to his house iftad Soleh first.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" replied Ustad Soleh as he opened the door.

" What's the matter with you the other night out here, man?" ask ustad Soleh.

" Take me to Azam's house"

" What?"

" Nisa cravings for young mangoes" replied Ustad Soleh.

" You're there, just go alone"

pinta ustad Soleh's.

" I'm afraid of the dark"

" Shameful"

Want to not want to let Soleh also go to his house Ustad Azam. Arriving there.

Ustad Usman immediately looked for the young mango with a flashlight placed on his head. Ustad Usman smiled after seeing a young mango nearby.

" Thank God, the mango is not too high, so I don't have to go up" Usman said. When Ustad Usman wanted to pluck the mango, arrived Ustad Soleh immediately brushed off his sister's hand.

" You want your hands cut in the afterlife later, permission used to be the same for Azam" said Ustad Soleh.

" But Nisa asked me not to ask permission before Azam"

Ustad Soleh immediately frowned.

" So you sent me here just to accompany you to steal?" ask ustad Soleh a little in disbelief.

" My baby wants to"

" You are the same quality as Aisyah" said Ustad Soleh. Ustad Usman immediately pursed his lips.

" I want to go home, I don't want to accompany you to steal" said Ustad Soleh.

" But I'm afraid of the dark. Don't leave me here, I'll be in incare wewe gombel"

Ustad Soleh was already upset by his sister's request.

" I wait at the end there, I'm sore standing still" said Ustad Soleh as he passed slightly away.

" But don't leave me"

" Hmmm"

Ustad Usman picked one of the young mangoes.

" Pardon me God has stolen, but please do not cut off my hand in the afterlife" Ustad said.

When Azam's ustad came out of his house, he was amazed because the branches of his mango tree swayed indistinctly.

" Something's gonna steal a mango tonight" murmured ustad Azam. Slowly he took the sandals and threw them towards the mango tree.

" Aaawwww" screams ustad Usman whose head was hit by slippers. Ustad Azam was surprised when someone screamed, as well as the rest of Soleh. Until they get close to the direction of the sound.

" Athaghfirullah ustad Usman" said Ustad Azam. Ustad Usman smiled shyly.

" Oh well caught" inner ustad Usman.

" Ustad What are you doing here?" ask ustad Azam.

" I'm sorry iftad, I've stolen his mango"

Ustad Usman also told that Nisa was cravings young mango and told her to take it on the Azam tree without permission first. Ustad Azam smiled and nodded, he understood his circumstances.

" It's okay if, you can take the young mango" said Ustad Azam.

" Thank you, but you don't tell Nisa that I'm taking her mango for your permission" Ustad said. Ustad Azam nodded. After getting his young mango, ustad Usman and ustad Soleh also paid back home.

Arriving at home.

" Man I'm straight home. Asalamualaikum"

pamit ustad Soleh's.

" Greetings waalaikum, thank you"

After his brother left, Usman then immediately met Nisa while carrying 2 young mangoes.

" Nice Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" answered Nisa and Umi Salamah. Put the young mango in front of him Nisa. Nisa is smiling.

" Well, dapet mas yes young mango"

Nisa also peeled and cut the mango chop and put it on the plate. Nisa immediately thrust one plate of mango into front of her husband.

" What is Nis?" tanya ustad Usman doesn't understand.

" God ate ya" pinta Nisa. Ustad Usman immediately frowned.

" What do you mean, Nis?, you don't want young mangoes"

" I do want a young mango, but I want a mas that eats it. The baby asked for it"

Deg

Deg

Deg.

" The crazy thing is I'm what my wife is" Usman's inner self.

Want to not want Usman ustad ate the mango that feels cool in his mouth, he was eager to vomit it.

"Delayed yes mas" pinta Nisa returns.

Deg

Deg

Deg

" Athaghfirullah alazim, indeed my fate is always ill-fated and ngenes when it comes to pregnant women"