HIJAIYAH LOVE
Aulia accident

" Dear we're looking for a gift for Delisa yuk !!" take Azzam hugging the body of the wife from behind, who was watering flowers in the back garden, which was deliberately made at the request of Annisa.

" No need for a strange gift mas, how about we give them a honeymoon ticket, however they are very meritorious, have helped papa a lot at that time." annisa said she was still focused on the water hose in her hand.

Azzam's hand took over the hose from his wife's hand, while his other hand grabbed Nisa's hip. As if not far from the woman who is two-bodied.

" Azzam since Nisa's pregnant getting more like the same glue stamps yes, nempel keep he he he." kekeh Annisa tease.

" The glue is very fast, so the stamps are attracted to a magnetic kayak." chirped the polar lecturer who is still watering the plants.

The two walked together to see the flowers around the garden that had begun to bloom. Nisa was happy and intended to pluck it, was about to reach the flower stalk, suddenly her legs slipped, saw the wife was about to fall, Azzam swiftly jumped and caught the body of the pregnant woman in front of him.

For a moment Azzam felt like a heart gymnastics, when he saw the wife almost fell, his shadow was already staring into the bad thing, so he did not want it to happen something bad to his wife.

Bulek Rohimah who saw from the kitchen window, also shouted, when Nisa almost fell, and this middle-aged woman immediately approached him, carrying a glass of water in her hand.

" It's a drink first ayu !" bulek Rohimah thrust a glass of water to Annisa, and Nisa immediately downed him, because she was also shocked.

" Well, if the road is careful, fortunately there is Zam who is alert, try if no one how to try." the voice of the bullek Rohimah advised while leading Nisa to sit.

" Yes, Nisa is not careful, thank you mas" said Nisa smilingly looking at her husband.

Azzam walked up to pick the flower the wife wanted, and a freshly picked white rose was given to Annisa by squatting down and rubbing Nisa's distended belly.

" Next time be careful, baby, for the sake of you and our children, if you can ask help to people around dear, ask for their help, do not harm yourself, understand !!" azzam's voice advised Nisa's nod of the head.

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After performing Dhuha prayers, Azzam and Nisa changed clothes. To meet the beloved father who has not met for a long time.

" Soy sure you don't want to buy clothes or something to wear during the Delisa event?" tanya Azzam who has changed Hem short sleeves, combined with jeans.

" Males ah mas, besides Nisa's clothes are many new ones, Mubadzir." said Nisa, while installing the niqab.

" Is it still fit?" Azzam.

Nisa paused for a moment while thinking and thinking, "yes, yes, my body is now becoming more and more Endut."

His hands also turned to open the closet and saw one by one the collection of Syar'i clothes he had. He also began to try.

" Mum, it doesn't fit" Nisa said while trying on the clothes. Azzam who saw it also chuckled.

" I'm guessing ha ha ha." seduced by Azzam.

" Ihhh I know my body is getting wider, getting swollen, why laugh?? funny huh??" nisa's grumbling, waving her lips.

Azzam approached and seduced the sulking wife. He rubbed his wife's head.

" Dear listen yes, would love more fat cake, and fat like anything, mas will still be dear. Are not you like this because it contains the fruit of our love, so no need to frown, and not more beautiful." sedu Azzam.

The lips that had been so sweet turned into a smile, while hugging the body of a man in front of him.

" Right mas?, mas still love me, even though Nisa will be more endowed than now?" Azzam nodded and kissed Annisa's forehead.

And both of them came out of the room, saying goodbye to the boulevard of Rohimah.

" Bulek want to come along, look for clothes for Delisa's party this weekend?" the couple asked Rohimah.

" No need to Zam, said Han and his wife, soon will also come here, he said he was delivering clothes for bouleks." replied Rohimah.

" Yes, we have said yes, bulek, Assalamu'alaikum" said Azzam and Nisa simultaneously.

" Wa'alaikumussalam" replied the bullek, taking his nephew and wife to the door.

*****

Lovingly, Azzam opened the car door for his beloved wife, leading her cautiously to walk into the boutique.

A boutique clerk greeted Azzam and Nisa politely.

" Morning, how can I help you?" ask the boutique staff.

Nisa chooses the clothes hanging there, while Azzam also helps the wife choose clothes.

Both of them seemed to be busy choosing some clothes, while outside there was a loud clashing sound, and the sound of screaming was heard. Suddenly everyone around was approaching.

Apparently there had just been a hit-and-run victim, between a car and a biker, a woman who was carrying a small child in the front seat.

" What sound is mas, why are they crowding there?" tanya Nisa stared out at the glass boutique.

" I don't know who, at most also an accident, honey just choose the clothes, let me see for a moment the victim. You see why it's just a spectacle, not in please." lamented Azzam also staring outwards. Written by Annisa.

Azzam approached the crowd who saw the victims of the accident. How shocked the eyes of Azzam, when he found out who the victim of the accident. And the little boy who was crying near the victim who was lying.

" Aulia." cried Azzam.

All the citizens turned to Azzam who stood among the crowd.

" Why are you guys quiet, this isn't a spectacle, fast call ambulance !!" yell Azzam again.

Hearing the husband's shrill voice, Nisa approached him.

" Why is it?" ask Nisa worried.

" Dear, quickly take this little boy into the boutique, I'll take Aulia to the hospital, wait there, or take a taxi home, sorry I went to the hospital first !" pamit Azzam, carrying Aulia's body into his car.

Annisa nodded and saw the departure of her husband with the victim of the accident covered in blood. Some of the people who were crowding started to leave. There was only a five-year-old little boy left, crying as he pleased.

Nisa held the boy in her arms.

" So quiet baby, come on, come on in there !" take Nisa with her soft voice, rubbing the boy's tears.

The boy nodded and still sobbed, getting up and following Nisa into the boutique.

" My mom's man" asked the cute boy in her lisp voice.

" Om taking your mother to the hospital, to be treated immediately and quickly recover, you are here with your sister?" Nisa rubbed the little boy's head.

Boutique staff gave Nisa drinks and tissues. Near Annisa the boy was silent from crying. And drink the drinks brought by the boutique staff.

" I'm sorry, the clothes that were before, just wrap it up, God willing when to stop by again." Nisa told the boutique clerk.

" Good sister." the employee immediately packed the clothes chosen by Nisa and Azzam some time ago.

" What's the name of what?" nisa asked the poor boy in front of her.

" My call is Ham, my name is Hamzah" replied the cute boy with the embossed cheek.

Nisa smiled nodding, "oh her name is kaka Hamzah ya, know the name Kaka Annisa."

the two smiled back at each other and stared, Nisa rubbed Hamzah's hair randomly. And after the clothes were wrapped and paid for, a taxi arrived. Nisa takes Hamzah to her parents' house.

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SERIATE.....