Love of Ordinary Girls
Awal

Bismillahrushmanirrahim..

Assalamualaikum Wr W.

This is my first work. Hopefully a few words from what I wrote, can be taken his lesson.

Maybe a little bit of a dizzy readership. But I will try my best, God willing.

In a village, there is a family that is harmonious and happy despite material shortcomings, but they are still grateful for the income of a small shop and from Mr. Ahmad who as ustadz guru najai.

Nasir Ahmad and Meisya who have two children, intan Humaira Ahmad aged 6 years and their second child Aina Zulaikha Ahmad who was 1 year old.

"Darling, I want to harvest coffee behind your house to watch the stall, my dear" Ahmad said to the baby who was 6 years old.

"Yes yeah, diamond forward nemenin mom."

"Dear on, daddy's back first or daddy's with you first, come on baby."

Mr. Ahmad immediately drove the child to his wife in front of their house.

"Mom, is this diamond the same as you? I want to harvest coffee behind a lot, good."

"Yes, be careful."

"Yes ma'am, dah assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

After dropping off his son and saying goodbye to his wife, Mr. Ahmad immediately went and immediately started the coffee harvest.

some time after getting a full bucket, Mr. Ahmad was having trouble taking the coffee harvested as a result of the celurit in the wood fell on the neck of Mr. Ahmad.

"Awww astaghfirullah, ma'am."

'Like Meisya's inner father's voice

"Mom.."

"Oh my goodness, baby are you taking care of me? be willing to go to dad first," said the mother.

"Yes ma'am."

Meisya's mother while running to the back of the house, it turns out that the husband is filled with blood on the neck of the torn shirt and the back of his body has been flowing profusely.

"Oh my goodness, astaghfirullah hiks hyks."

"Darling, I'm not strong. Please mas! it's sick."

"Let's go to the house slowly, yeah, I call people to help you to the clinic."

"Let's go deck, it's already starting to lemes."

After arriving at the clinic Mr. Ahmad was immediately called by Mr. mantri, people also came to see his injured ustadz torn in his neck and fainted.

"Sir, please my husband sir torch him his neck is torn and now fainted."

"Yes patient, I'll try."

"Please get out first, make room for Mr. Ahmad."

The people there were waiting outside, so that Mr. mantri quickly handle Mr. Ahmad.

"Yes mom, thank you."

"Oh yeah, where's mom's son?"

"Astaghfirullah, mother how my son is still in the stall, I forgot to come straight here."

"Yes, mommy's here waiting for her husband, I'm the one who's there them there."

"Yes ma'am thank you, I will go home for a while so that my children bring it here to see the papa."

"Yes, ma'am, I go home first, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

After the departure of Riska's mother a few moments later Mr. mantri came out.

"How sir, is my husband?"

"So Mr. Ahmad was short of a lot of blood and stitched 17 but-stitches

haven't had time to finish his speech, Ms. Meisya immediately cut her off

"Oh my God, Mr. Mantri, I don't have much money for my husband, I have to find where his blood is sir."

"Sorry buk, it was indeed a lack of blood but Alhamdulillah is now finished waiting for him to realize."

"Thank God, thank you sir, can I see my husband?"

"Mom please, excuse me if that's assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

Hurry, Meisya went in to see her husband who was still lying weak

"Hiks mas do not sleep long well as children."

In the evening Meisya went to the clinic again to see her husband because he was conscious.

"Darling, when can I go home?"

"Mas do not move much first yes, let the splinter heal, the stitches also let it dry quickly."

"Yes dear."

"Dad, why can't my baby carrier get sick?"

"Dear, let me rest first yes we go home, tomorrow here again."

Already a week in the clinic, now is the time for Ahmad to return home with his wife and child even though he has not fully recovered, but Ahmad wanted to be treated at home because he watched his wife go back and forth the clinic while bringing his two children.....

Hiiiiii friend author all, this is the author's first novel so if a lot of his typo and there is language or placement of words that are not appropriate apologize, please, because the author only spends free time at home because isoman (self-isolation) author's office friends are exposed to eakkk sun...

hehehe exposed covid 19 means it has been a week more so hopefully this can entertain the heartbreak at home please for you loyal readers do not judge until author down well

annyeong ....

btw author k-popers hihi ngasi tau doang even though no one wants to know yahhhh