AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 175. CODE

Dwiana is still loyal to her silence even though Mama Rini keeps trying to persuade. Just met for the first time but somehow his heart was touched to see this girl.

"Mama's bribe, if Dwi hates Rayyan, look at Mama's effort yes, son," pinta Mama Rini softly.

Finally Dwi's defense broke down as well, he felt sorry for the figure of the woman beside him. A stark contrast to his mother.

"My throat hurts to swallow" tweeted Dwi embarrassed.

"Why don't you tell Dwi, let me see." Rayyan got up from her seat, she was upset.

"Stop Ray, call her doctor Dwi," prevent Mama from seeing Rayyan rise up to check on Dwiana again.

"Ok Ok Moms," Rayyan replied and went out to call the doctor.

"Open Dwi's mouth, it's too late and you have to take the medicine back immediately .. Nothing can make you stronger and improve quickly if there is no self-motivation ... if Dwi is reluctant, you can repay Mama's kindness by visiting when you return to the indo later, ok?" Mama Rini still persuaded Dwiana to eat.

Throttled. Dwiana followed the direction of Mama Rini, until half the food in the dish managed to move to her stomach.

"Thanks Ma" said Dwi as the doctor came to check on him.

"Irritation due to the body temperature rises and he only drinks, without eating properly, I will add drugs so that the inflammation quickly subsides," the doctor explained the cause of Dwiana's pain in her throat.

"Sleep, after taking Mama to the apartment, Rayyan will come back here," Mama Rini got off Dwi's bed and pulled Rayyan's arm out of the room.

"Go on, just rest Doctor, I'm used to being alone."

Somehow hearing Dwiana's words, Rayyan's heart could not bear. He looked at Dwiana nanar.

"Ma, come home now?"

"Yuk." Mama Rini grabbed her handbag and then kissed Dwiana's forehead.

"Some healthy darling."

After the departure of the two people who were still strangers to him. Dwiana fingered the forehead that had just been smeared by Mama Rini.

"That's fine .. why can anyone else have such a gentle mother, so different from my mother, my God, I'm jealous." Her cries sounded bitter this time, always in solitude.

Journey to the apartment.

"Ray, your relationship with Dwiana?"

"Buddy, I knew him in Jakarta at Aeyza's wedding two weeks ago if it wasn't wrong .. he was Arzu's and Aeyza's best friend, I thought his spicy mouth was a finger of self but the boy had a wound, broken home even though both parents are not separated," explained Rayyan to Mama.

"Pity, you don't have any intentions?"

"I understand what Mama means, I'm tired of dating Ma, not my time anymore .. If I find a girl, I will certainly ask her directly her awareness is serious with me...."

"Hopefully meet Ray, sometimes what looks just not seen .. even look everywhere eh realize if someone has seized," said Mama.

"To the point Moms," Rayyan's cutie doesn't like figuratively.

"Dwi, try to get to know her more closely ... Mama knows, you care not because of your profession but your heart, sensitive little Rayyan."

"Some," Rayyan replied, flicking her shoulders.

Before long they arrived, after making sure Mama Rini rested comfortably. Rayyan went to her room, took a shower and changed clothes, preparing to accompany Dwiana.

"Ma, I'm leaving again yeah." Rayyan kissed the forehead of the mother who had been sound in her room.

Midnight.

When Rayyan had just arrived, she did not find Dwiana on her bed. Rayyan's panicked.

"Dwi, Dwiana?"

"Here, please," said Dwiana from the toilet.

"Astaghfirullah, why Dwi? vomiting?" tanyanya seraya will memapah his slim body.

"Don't touch, not mahram said Aey, find a buffer for me."

"Eh, sorry." Rayyan was surprised, Dwiana said so?

"I wear a blanket, I don't touch it directly."

"Just like, you can't." Finally, Dwiana walked slowly, creeping on the wall with Rayyan following her short steps.

Rayyan tidied up the bed, lowering the height slightly so that Dwiana could ride it freely.

"I'm not comfortable, it's better this way, it's warm." Dwiana wears a long sweater as well as loose black pants.

"Who brought this?"

"My friend Anastasya, here when the doctor wasn't there last night, brought him his change of clothes. He knows from Sean."

"Sleep, I'm here .. no Dwi debate, until you're better."

Dwiana ignored Rayyan's statement, for her all that came out of Doctor Rayyan's mouth was purely because she was a medical professional. Not attention for him.

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The other hemisphere.

Aiswa is still persistent in persuading Amir that he be allowed to cook for her tomorrow, she misses the kitchen.

"Bii, come on, just once .. when all the Qolbi do, what reward am I? all were taken by Qolbi" he complained to the husband who was still sad while holding Aiswa's feet on the bed.

"Alhamdulillah, being paid dear .. can not, your duty is only two, pregnant and giving birth .. Even take care of baby, we also have to be both," said Amir still persevered with his wishes.

"I would have told Abah that," she protested again.

"Ngadu gih, Abah also went to Ummi ... Ummi if the cooking is to be seen with Abah, even all her children if they eat bribed with Abah or ummi until before puberty."

"Isn't it?" Aiswa.

Romantic pantesan, descended from his parents.

"Mas Panji was firmly with Naya, because it was requested by Abah. Likewise, if for such business .. no obligation, the wife does everything except for devotion to the husband ... Honey, I've been redho to you ever since you were mine, without you having to be like that. just serve me, and make this beautiful view of your husband when he sees his wife's face at all times, he said, I just asked that from you Rohi," he said softly.

"Bii, that's it."

"Funny husband is a variety of Aiswa, not just stomach affairs, for the sake that you are always by my side without feeling dizzy and tired with endless homework...."

"My money?"

"If I'm Redho ... profusely poured out on you dear ... have you ever read Al-Adab fid din ga Rohi?"

Aiswa nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Sixteen wives to her husband, majmu'ah rasail, silence when the husband is talking and keep the honor of the husband while he is away .. not to be faithful in guarding the husband's treasure."

" ... keep the body and mouth still smell good, dress clean .. qana’ah, compassionate attitude, and always decorate .. let alone yes, forget Bii," his great-granddaughter was embarrassed, she said, still lowering his face.

"Among them .. also glorify the relatives and family of the husband, see the husband with virtue and accept the work of the husband with gratitude ... showing love to her husband when he was near her and showing joy when seeing her husband," said Amir continued. He smiled seeing Aiswa feeling ashamed of his attitude just now.

He shifted his seat, grasped Aiswa's hand and pulled her in his arms.

"Here ... I don't want you to cape dear ... as long as others can do why not? for I want my wife to be happy and not to complain..If you are happy then I also contract your aura dear, my sustenance will also flow profusely because of you."

"But Bii,"

"If you want to do activities like a wife, sometimes it can be .. and I also want, every will take you out, no need to wait long for you to finish here or anything, that's it, your life is for me Aiswa fajri, so use it better in serving your husband," he said gently in Aiswa's ear, dipping it slowly there.

"Difficult? if it's too hard, tell me yes Rohi .. All that comes from my Aiswa is gold .. his voice, his attitude, his love ... My rohi was guarded like porcelain by the owner of Tazkiya, and I wanted to continue it but now it's just for me." Amir tightened his embrace.

"It's hard, my recovery to be Qolbi's wife."

Amir started showering his wife's head with a kiss.

"Now, if this is the case, when I want to ask ... but you are still busy with homework? it's not in the mood."

"Bii, ish habit."

"The risk of having a wife is always fragrant, dear...."

C-ups.

"Bikin mini porcelain yuk," he whispered.

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