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Eps 273 - BonChap MUMH's
"Honey, where are you going?" asked Bilal who saw his wife put on her hijab. Though the clock has shown at half 10 pm and his wife never sleeps wearing a hijab.
"I miss Abi, Bi. So tonight I slept with Ummi ya" said Asma who made her husband sigh long but then he nodded permitting.
"Yes, Ummi also definitely still need friends" he said.
"Yes, Abi was sleeping" Asma said before disappearing behind the door.
Asthma went to her parents' room, the room that was always the same and would never be changed since her parents were married.
Asthma is knocking on the door "Ummi, this is Asthma." said Asma.
"Come in, not in the key" the mother's voice ruffled from within. Asthma went inside and she found her mother who was putting the Qur'an on the table.
"Ummi just finished njai?" asma said while closing the door slowly.
"Yes, Ummi was sad, thought Abi. So Ummi najai, just calm down" replied the mother who made Asma smile "Oh yeah, you why the night here? What's the need, Asthma?"
"Asma kangen Abi.." lirih Asma "So, tonight Asma slept with Ummi ya" pinta his.
"There is only you, the old cook is still sleeping with Ummi" he said when in fact he felt happy, after some sleep alone without the husband, he said, it will treat longing if there is a baby who accompanies.
"The name is also kangen, Ummi" replied Asma.
Both of them went to bed and slept on the side of the bed.
"There is still the aroma of Abi ya, Ummi" shrewd Asma then with a choked voice.
"Yes, Son. At any time Ummi can also smell the scent of Abi" said the Ummi then he tilted his body and looked at Asthma "Asma, Ummi wanted to apologize yes..." his omission made Asma surprised and he immediately looked at his Ummi.
"I'm sorry for what, Ummi?" ask Asma confused.
"Ummi and Abi want to apologize for hurting you, son. We hurt you so much and didn't even appreciate you when we decided who would be your priest. During this time, Abi and Ummi still continue to feel guilty even though we know you and Bilal are happy. But we can't forget your tears, your disappointment and your anger just yet. Abi often said that Abi felt very guilty and wanted to apologize but Abi was ashamed, son" Asma was filled to hear his Ummi's words
"Ummi.." cried Asma then sat down, he pulled his Ummi hand and grasped his "Asma was very grateful for the choice of Imam Abi and Ummi. Asthma gets a very good husband and in-law, and even a good child. Asma knew, Ummi and Abi chose Bilal for the future of Asthma. Not out of sheer desire, please don't apologize, Ummi. Asthma so embarrassed" said Asma then he kissed his hands Ummi who began to wrinkle it.
"Of course, Ummi. If Asthma is unhappy, where there may be Faz equal Unyil" Asma replied while chuckling.
"Alhamdulillah, that's all Abi and Ummi expected, son" said Ummi with a smile of relief.
...
While in another room, Amar and Maryam were also chatting casually before going to bed. If they usually talk about the future of their children and their relationships, now they actually talk about Jibril who they think has the most different character among their other family children.
"But it's not really that weird, Dad. His father is a Mafia descendant, usually is the type of person who is cold, brave, not afraid of anything and always able to look calm in all situations" said Maryam.
"Yes, too, and thank God he's in the right environment. Because environmental factors for a person's character are much greater influence than genetic factors" said Amar.
...... ...
In the other room, Faraz and Afsana were chatting casually. What they are talking about right now is their son who insists on staying there mumpung long vacation.
"We'll allow it time yes, Bi" said Afsana.
"Later we think again, because al sometimes like to be ignorant" said Faraz.
"She's looking at Jibril"
"Where did he get it? Jibril was taunted by the same trial of his Daddu Mommy" Faraz said.
"kok Abi know?"
"Told you the same Ezra"
"Yes, his name is also a child. Rarely are they long holidays here, pity also Grandma. When we go home, he's lonely. So we go home in turns" Afsana suggested.
"Yes, that's a good idea" Faraz replied, then he kissed his wife's cheek.
"Pinter is right my wife is" she said anxiously while Afsana just chuckled