AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 160. MARSHA AND THE BEAR

At the same time.

Ahmad tried to ventured to contact Dewiq after yesterday Mama Rosalie gave her contact number to Ahmad.

Forward backwards, write delete messages he has done many times. Wanting to follow his heart but he really did not have the courage until a message notification entered his phone.

Ting.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mama asked me to send a message to Brother, what is it?"

Deghs. Deghs. Deghs.

He had just read a message from someone he was waiting for, his heart was like an earthquake, rocking almost with irregular cracks.

The one who had so far disturbed his fingers and thoughts, the girl who had managed to steal his unholy, untainted eyes instead sent him a message.

Instead of replying to Dewiq's message, Ahmad actually made a group containing the three of them. Dewiq was immediately confused but Ahmad immediately typed a message after the contact Mama he entered.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mama, permission to make Mama as our security guard yes .. if Umma who I came here was afraid to turn into a female warden," he wrote with a laugh emotion.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Dewiq.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, my God Mama think there is anything Mas, yes have a chat you guys ... Mama listen," said Rosalie later.

"Bismillah, Dek, I want to send something there, ask for an address? hopefully in the next month, we have a decision to continue or vice versa...."

"Later Mama who sent yes Brother, my lecture is still long, even if we continue our intention, we can not live one place .. earlier this year I CoAss, then serve first."

"Why Mama? just to send a doank address, can you?"

"Kan Mama let there be work anyway Ma, security guard right?"

"OK, Miss security guards carry out the task ... Mas, here's the address, what do you want to send?"

"There is Ma."

"Daddy, how long is it going to be? halal used to be able to yes .. I did not disturb your profession because I am also still like this, Buya's business is normal all .. sorry your prospective husband is still deflated," Ahmad insecure.

"Tazkiya Temple means? who had this, that," replied Dewiq later.

"Mumya's got the Deck, not me."

"Yes Kak, have Buya ... want to send what the hell?"

"Queenny, Qiswa limited series before launching .. I want you to have the collection first."

"Aren't you asking me to wear a hijab? embarrassed if I were like this?"

"Not so, try climbing the above message .. read it again slowly, right I said you want to have a collection of the latest series of designs my sister ... collecting the game no harm is not it?... when do you want to wear it how do you want to touch the clothes with your heart when? I don't mean it. .. I didn't tell you, God told you, not me."

Silent.

"Ma, can I send you a photo?"

"The word Umma can, a second and then remove again." Rosalie replied to Dewiq's writing.

"Sir and Mas, sorry that the Admin is only Mama, so all the images can not go directly into the gallery because Mama is setting yes, deal?" Rosalie wrote back.

"Deal, Ma."

"Ok, Ma, deal."

"Sister, please."

Dewiq send pictures. Ahmad was preparing to take a screenshot.

Silent. Ahmad stunned.

Uh yes.

"Remove Sis" Mama ordered again.

"Done's."

"Since when, Dek?"

"Since I came back here, I have not let go again Brother .. hmm, doain me yes Bear, let istiqomah."

"Bear?"

"Son't like a bear to me, I don't look too small if by my sister's side .. like Marsha and the Bear, Brother can be my protector later."

God, does he have a special call for me? although it means bear but its meaning .. melted I Deck...

"Dewiq used to be naughty, Mas .. please guide ya, as he said, he was like Marsha."

"Ok Marsha, My Sha ... My Marsha, I hope Istiqomah ya Sha, I've already, I'll tell you later if the package has rolled yes."

"Where are you going, Mas? work again?"

"Shukron Bear."

"Afwan Sha's. Ma."

Deghs. Deghs. Deghs.

The hearts of both leave traces left in the chat column even from different places. Still looking at each other whatsapp group that just left. Both pairs of eyes were staring fixedly at their respective devices.

...***...

The newlyweds arrive in Tazkiya ahead of Ashar. Amir was still getting his wife down slowly from the car and stepped inside the house.

Buya, who had just arrived, was worried to see Aiswa being treated as such by her husband, thinking her daughter was sick.

"Mir, Aish why? sick again?"

"Engga, Buya soy sauce .. yesterday came home almost midnight and this afternoon saw his son Hasbi, Reezi's sling stood up continuously so cape," explained Amir so that his in-laws were not anxious.

"Buya guess why? Aish, here there is still Umma loh, if in Java you do not obey your husband and then sick who bother your husband also .. Nurut Nduk," said Buya advising while following their steps into the house.

"Yes Buya, Aish denger...."

"Your rest ... don't go anywhere first, will you go home tomorrow so?"

"Lusa Buya in shay'ah, wait Aish really fit .. there is still business with Ahmad also tomorrow," replied Amir when he would enter his room.

"Mir, don't be long.we chat," Ahmad poked from his bedroom door when Amir just opened their room's door handle.

"Just sleep with her first...."

"Heh, this afternoon," said Ahmad.

"Yes aki Ahmad Hariri, please his brain do not travel .. nidurin not that, ck, severe anyway I should be married this," quoted Amir annoyed.

Ahmad chuckling. Laughing until rebuked Umma.

"Sir, habit!"

"You're a big brother, perverted," upset Aiswa her brother is always nosy.

"Yes do not use ambiguous language donk, put the cake do not sleep ... Umma, I'm not wrong, am I?" he asked for umma's defense.

"You are, Umma reported Buya loh ya .. ready your dowry Kak if it is already unable to hold," said Umma with a firm look.

Glug.

"I'm not following .. Come on, baby, get some rest." Amir caught Aiswa in and prepared all his needs.

Umma and Ahmad followed their room when Amir released all the attributes attached to Aiswa's body.

"Eh, sister-in-law out first ... Aish wants to change clothes, want to take off the hijab, sana gih," he drove to Ahmad.

"Yee, he's my guy" Ahmad sat on the couch in their room next to Umma.

"Tetep a man, Kak .. there first, kepo ajaan anyway...."

"And want to learn with Amir, Umma, how to manage the wife anyway," he said again.

"Mrs, Mommy." Umma stepped out but pulled Ahmad.

"Yes, Mir, don't be too late, it's important." Sung out of the room.

After Ahmad left, Umma asked about the condition of Hasbi's son.

"Aish had a blood transfusion for Reezi Umma, but we didn't tell him....His son is healthy just less what is it? maybe his mother is nervous so Reezi is not calm too," said Aiswa while removing her hijab.

"Pake this baby, here." Amir painstakingly takes care of Aiswa starting to change clothes to prepare food and supplements.

Umma who saw this was a little embarrassed but she was also happy to see her daughter treated in such a way by her daughter-in-law.

"Sleep first while waiting for Ashar to pause again, I'm going to Ahmad, baby."

"Tomorrow umma nengokin there, what room is Mir?"

"VVIP fifth floor room 02 ... Habrizi, his son's name."

"Yes already .. tomorrow Umma want to prepare for the proposal Ahmad all, the child asked immediately to apply .. Umma dizzy," said Umma got up from the sofa and went out of the room.

"Appa?" Both calling.

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