Married Berondong Saleh
Chapter 125

"What's Papyang?" lontar Delmira and immediately Zaidan's legs stopped, even with the position of the legs that still lift one.

Zaidan shook his head softly while grimacing.

"What do you think is going on!" delmira.

"Papyang, want to take a shower first," said Zaidan terbatan, nervous though the initial intention to ask about the pregnancy test.

"Yes, she had taken a bath, why was her face so pale," Delmira retorted from the bathroom doorway to let her husband change his way in, then walked to the dresser.

Dressing up and wearing a negligee is the most comfortable appearance at home according to Delmira. He then stepped out of the room towards the twins room.

Tok to tok.

"Kaffah, Kahfi," call Delmira.

"Mommy, I haven't had a bath yet!" exclaimed Kaffah, his body rushed into the bathroom in the room.

"If mommy asks, just say, the water was jammed so I took a long bath," said Kaffah, his body had entered the bathroom, his head looked up at the doorway.

"Kaffah, Kahfi," the voice re-echoed.

Kahfi saw that her twin brother had already entered the bathroom, his feet immediately walked over to the door for him to open.

"Well, what's going on, dear?" lontar Delmira once the door opens.

His body went straight into the room past Kahfi's body.

"What time is it, darling?"

"It wasn't long, about an hour ago," replied Kahfi.

"Well, is Kaffah still in the shower?" tanya Delmira did not see the whereabouts of the other child.

Kahfi nodded.

"Kahfi will be involved in what kind of exkul Nak?" ask Delmira.

"PMR and Scout Mom."

"Congenitalized not in martial arts?

Kahfi.

"Remember loh, after exkul directly home, magribnya there najai with ustadz Hasbi."

Kahfi nodded.

"Anyway, Momyang target, within one year must khatam 2 times."

Kahfi smiled in response to Delmira's request.

Delmira's butt was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes twisting on the room that looked neat.

"Which tidied up your room Kahfi?" lontar Delmira saw the room neatly arranged, clean, and fragrant.

And again, only a small smile was shown Kahfi.

"This child, indeed, cannot put on an expressive face. Yes, just smile, nod, or if you want to open your voice, yes, short enough, yes or no!" korek Delmira's.

Kahfi responded with a smile.

Delmira also threw a smile.

"A long time ago? She must have just entered the bathroom when Mom was knocking on the door!" lontar and Delmira.

Kahfi chose silence.

"Emmm, do you know anyone?"

"We know a lot about Mom. Don't worry, these two mommy kids are right past the threshold. So enough lyrics, immediately they know us," interrupted Kaffah who suddenly appeared from the bathroom.

Delmira turned to the source of the voice.

"Issst! This one kid, from small to big, likes to be proud!" delmira Protest.

"That's one form of gratitude to God Mommy. Try Mommy to respond, praise the creation of Allah is the thing that is recommended by Islam, then it is not wrong for Kaffah to praise the creation of Allah through the perfect good looks that Allah revealed on this face," explained Kaffah.

"By your side, Kaffah!" delmira.

"Yes Mommy is waiting for you below to get ready for the mosque, baby," said Delmira his body down from the edge of the bed and was about to leave the room.

"Wait Mom!" kaffah Cekat.

"Otherwise?"

Kaffah clucked, his eyes could not be separated from Delmira's face.

"Subhanallah, it turns out that Kaffah had been wrong."

"Misunderstanding why Kaffah?" telisik Delmira was curious.

"Misunderstood, totally misjudged," Kaffah repeated.

"To the point only!" delmira's edict, because her curiosity had reached the top of the Himalayas.

"It turns out Kaffah was wrong all along,"

"Issst boy just talking about why use a round and round talk!" pissed Delmira.

"Kaffah is wrong, because Kaffah only praises what is attached to Kaffah. Just look, Mommy is also very pretty as any Middle Eastern artist knows!" kaffah.

Kaffah chuckled.

"That's it ah, you guys get ready!" exclaimed Delmira his legs were put back out of the room.

But, after turning the doorknob, instead of going out, it turned its body.

"Oya Kaffah, what are you doing?"

"Pramuka," replied Kaffah.

"Snake Scouts?" wonder Delmira.

"It's mandatory to have just one Mom, so yes I'll just go with the Scouts."

"But that Kahfi also joined PMR, you don't want to come?"

"Different people, different choices Mom," said Kaffah.

"Yes, yes Mommy is not pushy. But..."

"But what's Mom?!" lontar Kaffah's.

"Don't want to join martial arts?" connect Delmira with a weakened voice.

"That's what Mommy wants, so you can fight for power!"

Delmira grimaces, "Follow yes, yes," seduced Delmira by twitching her eyes.

"Relieve it!" break Kaffah.

"You're not cool!" his great-grandson, passed from inside the room, and his lips pursed.

"Mommy who often makes my mood not cool!" yell Kaffah.

"Review if you ask for extra pocket money!" threatening Delmira who heard the cry of her son until she recanted the intention to continue the path instead preferred to raise her head in the doorway and threaten her child.

Then after issuing the threat immediately take a thousand steps towards his room to take the mukena.

"Astaghfirullah haladhim, how come there's a mother model cake for him," complained Kaffah stroking his chest.

Kahfi smiled watching the feud of the two humans. There are materials that make them quarrel. From the small to the exaggerated.

"Where is Kahfi going?!" kaffah Megat.

Kahfi only showed me the prayer rug he was carrying. As a sign that he was going to the mosque.

"Wait for azan first" said Kaffah.

"I wait below," said Kahfi prefer to wait below while looking at the flowers on the plants.

"Hmmm," Kaffah's drone approved of his twin brother's speech.

After the magrib prayer congregated in the complex mosque, Kaffah and Kahfi teach the Qur'an guided directly by an ustadz. Then continued prayer isya congregate with the ustadz, all the parents of the twins also joined the congregation. Not to miss the residents of the house, the driver and ART also joined the congregation.

Only then did they learn.

Kaffah glanced at Kahfi who was reading a book.

"Aren't you tired of Kahfi reading books?" rhetorical Kaffah.

Without even asking his brother, Kahfi continued to read the book he was holding.

"Well, you remember no, the girl who shot you two days ago?"

Kahfi remained silent, focusing on the book he was holding.

"Hey, I'm asking you!" irked Kaffah grabbed the book Kahfi read.

"I don't remember that" Kahfi said later.

His hand moved to pick up the book that was still in his brother's hands.

"Issst! If it's about girls, you must have forgotten!"

Kahfi returned to reading after successfully retrieving his book.

"Learn, do not let mommy be called to school because your grades are under the criteria of minimum completion" Kahfi said, reminding.

"Don't happen!" sahut Kaffah with pride.

"You're actually smart, just a slacker."

"Why added only. Just tell me I'm smart, quite like that" protested Kaffah.

"Smart if not sharpened is free."

"Yes, yes, but tomorrow I'll start studying. Go to sleep. Drowsiness is heavy," replied at once Kaffah report.

Kahfi only shook his head with a small smile.

For a long time, sleepiness began to whack. Kahfi put his book on the study shelf.

His eyes stopped staring at the book that had been borrowed from the library this afternoon. His hands moved to take the book.

His smile widened, and the book was wiped.

"Woe! Just a book why is it that happy smile?!" seloroh Kaffah, because he has not really slept.

Kahfi was surprised, suddenly dropped his book until the book hit the foot. The thickness of the book can be said to be quite thick.