Lecturer & Rector
Aqiqaan.

This morning we had some activities ahead of the event. Since three in the morning, the atmosphere has been crowded. Anisa has since woken up to help Farhan prepare his needs in picking up Husna and Faiz. At first Anisa insists on joining, but Farhan forbids her.

Anisa takes Farhan to the front of the house. Even today the dawn is not yet reverberating. Farhan left right now. Farhan did not bring much, only brought his hands to Abah Kyai.

“Let's pray alone first huh? If in mushola there are worshipers, pray in mushola aja,” said Farhan.

“Iya Mas, but Adek pray in the room? Shame, in the kitchen many neighbors..” Answer Anisa.

“Iya, yes have already left first,” Pamit Farhan.

Anisa kissed Farhan's hand.

The cup! One kiss landed on Anisa's forehead.

“Habis sowan directly say yes,” Pinta Anisa.

“Each Boss! Assalamu’alaikum,”

“Wa’alaikumussalam,” Anisa replied.

Anisa even waits in front of the house until Farhan's car is completely lost from sight. It still shows at half-four, deliberately Farhan set off early in the morning. So that the streets do not get stuck he said. According to his calculations earlier, he will reach the pesantren at dawn. After dawn he will immediately ask Abah Kyai for permission to bring his sisters home.Thus, he will arrive home just before the event starts.

“Cuma dititnggal three hours aja kalut bener,” Sindir Kak Ical who suddenly nongol.

“Busy!” Answer Anisa.

Anisa decided to go to her sister's room. What else if not debay.

Cklek!

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Sapa Anisa.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, deck! Replace brother keep baby dong, sister sleepy,” Said Aisy.

Anisa approached Aisy's sister who was carrying while fondling her baby.

“Bby deh,” Anisa replied.

The little baby was put into his hands. It's obvious fatigue on Aisy's face. Anisa started to hold the baby.

“Sleeping snappy yes dek?” Lirih Aisy's.

“Iya Kak, oh yes, Kak Ical where?” Ask Anisa.

“Again ready for the event later. Still in Umi's room, forgot to bring it here,” replied Aisy.

Anisa mangosteen. Aisy's sister lay on her bed. It didn't take long, he was asleep.

He saw the baby in his cradle still open his eyes occasionally. Why did you write Baby anyway? Why not call it his name?

Her name is still kept secret gaess, so be patient! Later if the time of the event is leaked. Hehe.

Anisa chanted sholawat, who knows the beautiful baby wants to bob again.

Cklek!

Faisal went into his room. Not the wife found. Except the sister.

“Where's Aisy's sister?” Ask Brother Ical.

“Shyuuut, slowly speaking. Aisy's sister is booby. Poor tired like that,” Anisa replied.

Brother Ical put his couple shirt on the hanger of his room. He approached the brother who was carrying his son.

“Not sleeping at all indeed, just two hours of sleep after dinner,” Said Ical.

“So you haven't slept yet? Sana sleeps, let me take care of her grandpa,” Anisa replied. Of course he feels pity, is it possible that he will also be like that later when he has children?

Brother Ical approached the wife and sat by her side. On the hair of Aisy. Of course, to make his sleep better. Anisa just keeps focusing on holding the baby in her hands to quickly sleep. If you see his two brothers will make him more confused with the husband gap.

Anisa tries to put in the baby box, but instead cries. Not wanting to wake up sister's bun, Anisa kept petting him.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Anisa who heard the knocking of the door opened it immediately. It turns out that Mother Umi.

“Kok you here Neng?” Ask Umi.

“Yes, help keep dedek. Poor sister Aisy has not slept,” Anisa replied.

Umi goes into the room to see Faisal and Aisyah falling asleep.

“Let's dawn Brother Ical builtin ya?” Umi Pinta.

“Iya Mi,” Anisa Reply.

Umi leaves Anisa. Anisa herself is awake. Wasn't it! He was with the baby. Not long after, the baby in Anisa's arms seemed to have fallen asleep. Anisa puts the baby's grandpa in a box next to her Mama Papa's bed.

Pas once adzan dawn reverberate. Anisa wakes up her sister to perform dawn prayers. Anisa woke up without a sound. He just shook Kak Ical's arm slowly. Afraid that Aisy's sister will wake up.

“Why?” Ask Brother Ical.

“Udah dawn, pray first. Oh yes, the grandpa is asleep, Anisa to the room first huh?” Anisa replied at once. Farhan just nodded.

“Still yes deck,” Said Kak Ical before Anisa completely out of the room. Anisa smiled and passed to her room.

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Thankfully it didn't last long. Mbah Uti called Anisa to accompany him to the back garden. The sky is still dark. But in the garden it was filled with beautiful lights to the eye. It has been a long time since he spoke four eyes with Mbah Uti. They are sitting in a pendopo.

“Eneng not ready to make an event?” Ask Mbah Uti.

“Nunggu Mas Faridz returned Mbah Uti, the show is also still a long time,” Anisa replied.

“When do you want to play to Jogja? Mbah Kakung mu has prepared a room for you to nginep with your husband, you know,” said Mbah Uti.

“Iya?” Anisa asked not to think.

“Yes, it's been a long time. Even when returning home from your wedding event Mbah Kakung has ordered some items for your room equipment,” Sahut Mbah Kakung who is near them. Now Anisa is sitting in the middle of her Mbah.

“Insyaallah some time to come Anisa and Mas Faridz will go pilgrimage guardian Mbah. He said he wanted to stop by Malioboro. Who knows Mas Faridz wants to stop by Mbah's house,” Anisa replied with great hope.

“Must want. Later if you do not want to tell Mbah Kakung. Let Mbah who spoke with Eneng's husband,” replied Mbah Kakung.

“The other Grandson of Mbah has not come to nduk?” Ask Mbah Uti.

“Still picked up Mbah... Emmm, how about we just Video Call?” Ask Anisa.

“Do not, later disturb. How else did you drive? Dangerous,” Mbah Uti replied.

“No papa Mbah, later the answer faiz,” said Anisa. He immediately dialed Farhan's phone number and connected his phone.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Yes yaank? What's up?” Ask someone across the phone.

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Mas Faridz still in pesantren?” Ask Anisa.

“Ndak Iang, Mas is already on this road. Soon to the house of God. About half an hour an laah,” replied Farhan.

“Emm, hpnya love to Fais first Mas, Mbah Uti want VC-an same Faiz,” said Anisa.

“Oalah, yes-yes. A minute,”

“Dek! Mbah Uti wants to talk to you,” Farhan told Faiz. Faiz immediately accepted it. Undeniably. He was also very upset with his father.

Anisa turns the call into a VC. Mbah Uti chatting with Faiz. Mbah Kakung just menontton it feels happy. They will meet soon too. Haha.

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Anisa has just finished her bathing ritual. An hour ago Farhan had reached Jombang again. She saw her husband leaning on the head of his bed. Not alone. Husna also went to their room. Of course it starts with a fight between the two brothers. Husna was watching television while Farhan was reading a book. Not a word came out of the two. It still seems to be both sulking. Haha.

Because Husna was in this room Farhan could not bathe together with his wife. Farhan himself was astonished. Why is the wife more defending her sister-in-law than her own husband.

“Udah ah rambeknya! Shower first there Mas,” Said Anisa approached Farhan by drying her hair using a towel.

“Na! Shower first there!” Farhan's orders to the humans who are slow to face the tv.

“Kak Farhan was there,” He replied. Anisa shook her head to look at the two people. It was not easy to persuade the husband some time ago to allow Husna to go to their room. Now it should be treated to a small squabble again.

“Come! Husna, shower first. Brother Ica would like to show sister's clothes for you to wear later,” Persuade Anisa.

“Husna's stomach is covered in clothes again?” Ask Husna.

“Eh! Oh, mock you! Brother wants to give you who just found out. This is not yet used by my sister. At first you want to wear a sister, but Ica and your sister have been given to Umi again. It will be this one for you,” explained Anisa.

“OK! Husna shower,” Husna instantly excited. Hurry to the bathroom, don't forget to tease Farhan first. Farhan's nose was squeezed hard and then ran to the bathroom.

“Start brave yes you are the same Brother!” Shouted Farhan.

Back Anisa stroked Farhan's arm to calm down.

“Gak papa Mas, let's add more mancung,” Canda Anisa and replied with a snort by Farhan.

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The event is divided into two times. The first morning at noon then the evening for the marhaban. This morning is used for traditional events. Abi who is a descendant of thick Javanese follow the advice of Mbah Kakung to preserve customs.

In the afternoon, brokohan or slametan will be held as well as aqiqahan. Brokohan is an event to pray together so that the baby is given blessings and safety. This time, it was attended by neighbors. There is also a special event. Namely an event of some sort with brocade, but attended by people with a wider scope as well. Those people will also congratulate the new family. In this case the organizer will give a banquet to his guests.

In the evening continued with the recitation of sholawat-sholawat to the Prophet Muhammad SAW. It is also accompanied by the cutting of the baby's hair.

Anisa was able to witness a very soothing sight this time. The husband was assigned to become a Qoriah on the occasion this time. Farhan's voice was so soft that the sound of his voice could hypnotize anyone listening.

While Faiz, this time assigned as the vocalist sholawat from morning until night. Hahaha, what a pity. Go home tired immediately. Fortunately, Anisa and Farhan occasionally replace or just accompany Faiz as a vocalist. Their families did not rent entertainment stages such as orgen orkes. They prefer to hire a sholawat banjari group. It was more afdhol according to Abi and of course Mbah Kakung.

Oh yea! The baby's name is beautifully displayed. His name is Afifah Hilya

Nafissah.

Seriate....

Wuuiy! According to lhu-lhu it's buaaagus name anyway! It Means Precious Women and High Glory. Sorry if I was wrong. If it is truly wrong it is purely of the Lhu-Lhu error.