HIJAIYAH LOVE
Joking Together in the Kitchen

" Thank you sister Nisa." said Karen after changing clothes after bathing and praying Dzuhur.

" If you may know, the gestational age of Nisa how many months ?" asked Karen, rubbing Annisa's stomach which began to look distended.

" It's been eighteen weeks." replied Annisa smilingly replying to Karen.

The two also walked back out, while others were performing Dzuhur prayer together in the pesantren mosque. Annisa and Karen.

Nisa invites Karen to the dining room, helping the santriwati who is cooking in the kitchen.

" Assalamu'alaikum ustadzah Nisa." greet santriwati while bowing half her body, greet Annisa.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, do not be so formal mbak Nur, just call Nisa like the first Nisa here first, he he he he." said Annisa smiled to the senior Santriwati.

" Where can it be like that ustadzah, that's the name is not polite." said Nur back and this time his eyes were fixed on Karen.

" Greetings to know Ms. Han, he he he" said Nur greeting Karen.

Karen reached out her hand to Nur, "Call Karen anyway, don't be too formal." Karen replied.

Nur even scratched his nape that was not itchy,

" The two of you are the wives of ustadz Azzam and ustadz Hanafi, it is appropriate that we call bu ustadzah." timpal Nur explained.

The three also chuckled and started chatting with each other, although Karen was a single princess and had always been filled with all her needs by the waiter, but this girl was smart in terms of cooking, because since childhood, she was very smart, she always goes to the kitchen and practices what she sees.

" Well, there are good guys from me, it seems I have to learn to cef Karen, ups Miss Han ha ha ha." seduced Annisa while tasting the cuisine made by Karen.

" Mr Nisa will also be able if it is common, will not mbak Nur?" said Karen blending in chatting there.

" Ustadzah Nisa mah do not need to cook, it's ustadz Azzam is good at everything, including cooking." timpal Nur this time to tease Nisa.

Azzam, who had just returned from the mosque, immediately looked for the whereabouts of the wife, when she was not found Annisa in the room.

" Dear...., where are you? honey.." cried Azzam.

" Tuh lengthened ustadz Azzam, new also in the talk has appeared." said Nur while teasing Nisa again.

Hearing the sound in the kitchen, Azzam immediately approached him.

" Darling why take Karen to the kitchen, ntar the Han angry loh." said Azzam approached his wife.

" Who said I was angry, let them know each other, we're a family, aren't we, baby?" suddenly a voice that was none other than Hanafi, sounded and appeared from behind, making Karen blush in embarrassment.

" Eh uh uh dear cieeeee, it turns out uncle Han can also say yes dear." tease Azzam patted his cousin's shoulder.

The two men who were like brothers chuckled at each other, Karen just smiled faintly looking at the two men in front of her who were joking and joking in the kitchen, as well as Annisa and Nur.

Before long the kitchen turned bustling and boisterous full of laughter between Hanafi and Azzam. When the atmosphere was busy, suddenly Hanafi's phone rang.

Han grabbed the phone in the pocket of his coco shirt, apparently seeing Safa's number listed. Hanafi enthusiastically received a video call from Safa.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, who was married that is not tidings to his sister. Brother Han had forgotten about Safa." sahut Safa looked at Hanafi while putting on a sullen look.

Seeing the expression of his cousin's sister who was frenzied, Han turned the camera screen, towards Karen. Making Safa that had been crashing, immediately turned into excitement.

" Aaaaaaaaaa. Hello sister-in-law." said Safa bellowed, waving her hand from the mobile phone screen towards Karen.

Karen who stood beside Han also returned Safa's hand, and the two chatted and became acquainted with each other. Seeing the excitement of the conversation between Karen and her sister-in-law, a voice shocked their conversation.

" Safa isn't the same as his nephew?" this time it was Annisa who looked cranky.

Karen smiled at Annisa's reaction which suddenly turned spoiled.

" Kar Karen gave my dear sister a cell phone for a minute !!" safa said to Karen, replying to a nod by Karen.

Now changed Annisa who spoke via video call with Safa, followed by Azzam who came to talk.

" Aunty when to go home ? if you go home do not forget to bring special souvenirs there yes to the niece-to-be." chirped Azzam.

" Well lie Sa, where there I crave soan, there is your brother who from when the day always discuss special food there." said Annisa rent Azzam's ear.

" Auw auw.

" Yes yes, the brother who wanted Sa, so when did you come home?? not that the test is over you, the tumben you feel at home there now, usually also a little whining to be allowed to go home." added Azzam stared fixedly at the face of his only brother.

Safa felt wronged when the brother who was like an interrogation officer stared intently at her from the cellphone screen.

" No, no that's also bang, Sa just go home later after all the campus assignments are completed. At least another month Sa came home." replied Sa grinning the horse a little lie to the brother.

" You're not a talent for lying Sa, you know you're there again with someone. You think your brother is a new person there, who watches you there is a lot, basic wear would lie." this time Azzam a little serious talking to the sister.

" He he he, yes Sa did not get it wrong, but it could be Sa deket same him." whine Safa cuckolded.

" Well, why, yes, Sa is not dear." Annisa stuck her chin to Azzam's shoulder, staring at the phone screen.

" Horeeeeee, sister Nisa the best emang." replied Safa.

" La la la la, who says it may be, just before souvenirs are in sight, the lights are still red." said Azzam waving his hand in front of the screen, indicating that he had not agreed to the request of his sister.

A few minutes later, the brothers argued, and the phone ended because Safa had to go to college.

The entire Kyai Waffiq family gathers in front of the dining table, having lunch together for the first time with Karen.

After lunch, Karen helped Hanafi pack some important clothes, and some of his clothes were still left there, so that when staying later there would not have to bother bringing a change.

The whole family escorted Hanafi and Karen to the gate of the pesantren. Seen a happy aura of this newlywed couple, as they left the pesantren page.

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