Immaculacy
Swinging

Maarhaban.marhaban yaa nuurul 'aini rul 'aini marhaabaan marhaban ya ya ya yaumar habanan.. shollallahu 'ala muhammad shollallahu 'alaihi wasallam...

The sweet little black baby remained asleep in his mother's arms. Regardless of the chants of shalawat that I gave birth to the mother of the mother-in-law of Kak Husna's mother-in-law.

"Annisa Aulia, may be the coolest heart of both your parents and those around you." kiss Arpin as he holds his first grandchild.

"Udah is the opung opung bang! good to get old." Mai gently stroked her granddaughter's head then cut a little baby Annisa's hair.

Also followed by his grandmother, his handsome bones, his tiny bones, his,

"Where is your mom, mom? ask Husna?"

"Yes, I didn't see it!" Retno chimed in. He had not seen his sister-in-law.

"In the near future, he went to school. Wednesday will be the final test, he did not dare to miss school" Mai replied to her son-in-law.

"Yes, we continue to do'a. No need to wait!" arpin

"Take care. His mother didn't cut your hair, Nduk!" ms. Galuh talked to Baby Annisa in her cradle.

"It's okay, Ma'am! what's important for Annisa." said Mai to calm Galuh, the iron.

Zain took the micropone from Mc and gave it to Latif's buya.

"Zain please buya lead do'a." Zain thrust a microphone to a middle-aged man who looked very respected all the guests there. No exception to the large family Mila.

"Alright, " said buya Latif while taking the mic from the hand of his beloved santri.

walhamdulillahi robbil. Buya ended his prayer. The guests secured it.

"Thank you for coming, ma'am. It's an honor to come to my sister's birthday party." Zain approached Latif's mom who was sitting chatting with Arpin.

"It feels like just yesterday the father delivered Zain to Pesantren, I remember again he cried not to be abandoned! now he is an assistant. Alhamdulillah." latif's mom told me her eyes glazed to remember what she told me.

"Thank you for the guidance so far, ma'am. It's not wrong we gave it to the pesantren buya" said Arpin.

"This child is real, baek budi kali. smart, so happy to guide him.not because my pesantren." buya Latif hit the shoulder of Zain who from earlier silently listened to his parents tell a story.

"Zain, take your father with you to eat." whispered Mai slowly

"Yes, mom. Mom, I'll eat us first!"

"Dzaki. yok eat too, this is good food. Don't be lazy the time you eat!" take it to his son, Arif Mudzaki.

"Yes.. Come on, change a little lazy habit of eating you, let it look a little stupid you!" Zaki punched slowly Arif's chest.

"That's what he is, Ki. Want to be bribed maybe he, just wanted to eat! " answer, ummi smiled.

"Later on it. Come eat us." Arif walked ahead of them.

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"Wiih...it's ready! no waiting for you." Mila goes into Husna's room looking for baby Annisa. With a bent face, because the show is over, and he just arrived.

"Ssssttt.. don't be noisy (meaning noisy), Deck. Just fucked him". Husna put her index finger on her lips.

"Eleh.. hear the sound of kibot (entertainment tasyakuran) can not wake up! listen to me. I don't want that!" Mila kissed baby Annisa gemes.

Baby Annisa opened her eyes and smiled looking at Mila. Baby Annisa is 4 months old. It is said to have been great for the baby who was swinging.all because Husna did not want to hold his event before Zain made sure he could go home.

"Said mom, Mila's at school! so yes, we are not waiting! " say Husna

"Yes, sister..Tomorrow UAN so can no longer play games, do not dare he truant." replied Mila while playing with baby Annisa.

"There ahead, deck. Mama's friend with dad, help me too!" tell Husna to his sister, it is not good for girls in this way to just stay in the room, do not want to blend let alone do not want to help. It will be a story of neighbors, girls who are lazy.

"Who's the same bang Zain, brother?" Mila stopped her steps that were about to come out of the room.

"His eyes see a handsome guy!" Husna teases Mila.

"Yes, it's pretty. Alim again! Latif's son." replied Husna

"Buya Latif was the owner of our first pesantren?"

"Hm.. It's out there, noisier times!" expel Husna.

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"Murray!" Mila kissed Mai's hand.

"Eh... How long have you been home?"

"Dare you excuse me, Mom." replied Mila

"Oh yes, this is ummi Ana, Latif's mother's wife" said Mai introduced her son to the wife of the pesantren owner, their guest of honor. Mila kisses Ummi Ana's hand.

"Sweet of his son, Mamak Zain. What's his name, son?" greet ummi Ana friendly.

"Mila Ummi, Milatul Ulya."

A pair of eyes across there noticed Mila, Mai and Ummi Ana who were cool in telling stories and looked familiar.

"Beautiful! it is hijab now, Alhamdulillah." said the man in his heart. Keep looking at the girl who is not far from her seat.