LOVE IN TASBIH DETAILS
CHAPTER 91. JUST PASS BY

The door of the room was opened by Bram, Atifa's face looked anxious plastered before her eyes.

"Oh, what's up, ma'am?" Bram asked trying to calm down perhaps while tightening his sheath tightly.

Her top clothes were worn carelessly.

"What was that? Like someone fell or collapsed?" Ask Atifa.

"Oh, nothing, ma'am. Just Aisha's closet fell..." Bram answered wrongly, looking for the reason. She couldn't have said Aisyah's tiny cot collapsed from overzealous over-excitement at the bride's m@l@m.

"Can't you?"

Although never sane but can not be lied to raw. The eyebrows were tangled suspiciously mixed with worry.

"Mmmm..associated Bram sheath, ma'am..."

Mother Aisyah's eyes immediately rounded now completely astonished. Anyone doesn't believe in such a miraculous reason, it's just that Bram doesn't know what to say.

"But..." Atifa tried to look inside, through the door opening which was only opened as wide as Bram's body.

"That's okay, ma'am." Bram now while scratching his non-itchy head.

"Where is it?"

"Aisha...Aisha is asleep."

"It's so fast."

"Maybe he's tired, ma'am."

"Oh..." Atifa nodded but her face was still anxious.

Bram pulled the corner of his lips trying to smile.

"Aisha is fine, ma'am!" Aisyah's voice from inside the room immediately made Bram close his eyes, Aisyah could not be invited to cooperate to lie once for the sake of world security.

"He.he..he probably woke up because the closet fell." Bram sighed but did not dare to open the room door.

"That's no way Retno's coming..."

"Well! why did Retno come here?" Bram glared, unable to hide his crimson face from embarrassment.

"Yes, Bram from earlier I was here." Retno's voice sounded loudly from the direction of the kitchen not far from where Bram.

The house is too small even people just chatting will be heard from another room.

"I came here to pick up a thermos mpok Mumun where to store rice all alone to Bram mas with Aisyah, bring Atifa's mother to stay at my house, pity Tito sleep alone there, pity Tito, he's used to sleeping with Ayesha." Retno's mother appeared with a large rice thermos in her hand.

"Akh, ma'am Retno." Bram was really embarrassed, he thought he could lie to his mother-in-law but Retno, he was not as genuine as his mother-in-law.

"Please drop Aisyah's message, I'll catch Retno's place, yeah." Atifa's anxious face was still plastered for real. Then turn to the next room to pick up something before leaving with Retno's mom.

"Oh, yes please tell Ayesha too..."

"What?"

"If the husband puts on a shirt, be afraid of his shirt going back." Retno could not help but laugh before leaving in front of Bram.

Bram stared resignedly at his upturned clothes, front to back, back to front, because so hurried.

"Don't forget the door of the house in the lock, yes...Assalammualaikum, mas Bram..." The sound of laughter mbak Retno still left behind in the wind, after the sound of the front door closed. The atmosphere was quiet, remaining Bram who was limp all over his body, walked towards the front door to lock it while opening his upturned clothes. For a while he will not dare to argue with Retno's mother.

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By midnight, Bram was struggling to fix the Aisyah cots, he was embarrassed that tomorrow morning everyone knew that the Aisyah cots had collapsed at the first m@l@m.

Bram became an impromptu handyman in the middle of the night.

Aisyah was forced to roll out the carpet on the floor, waiting for her husband to join the floor board with the rest of the board from behind the kitchen.

And past midnight Bram finally completed the work he never did it for life, capitalized to see tutorials on youtube. Fortunately, the tools of a simple handyman Abah Syarif still exist.

"Darling..." Bram poked Aisyah who fell asleep curled up on the floor with a carpet. His breath sounded smooth.

Even when Bram touched his warm cheek Aisyah did not budge, his wife was sound asleep.

Bram laid his body next to Aisyah, sighing loudly.

"This is my first night. Full of trials and obstacles..." Des@hnya while staring at the face of the wife who was innocent without burden.

His back hurts, he never sleeps on a carpet.

"Hopefully I don't catch a cold, poke pegelinu because of this." Closed eyes. Soon the voice of the Adhan may be heard, his first m@l@m will soon pass.

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