Memorization of the Qur'An for Afra
CHAPTER 19: DEAL!

This morning Afra as usual, busy struggling with cooking tools. She made fried rice and beef-eye eggs for her morning breakfast and her Husband. Afra is not an expert in cooking, but a little mute. Mbok Wu only works other than on Sundays and today he is on holiday. As he was frying the egg, he suddenly felt a hand slip and hug him from behind.

Definitely Ziran.

"Assalamualaikum, dear." Kissing Afra's right cheek. "What's cooking?" Ziran rests his chin on the wife's shoulder.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Don't you see what I'm cooking?" Afra replied there is no sweetness, even if only made up.

Ziran snorted softly at Afra's stomach, until she heard his wife's pleas for mercy and she stopped. Afra's laughter still recounted the pangs in her stomach.

"Handling, Husband. It's me again making fried rice and beef-eye eggs, you like it, right?" Next to her hand stroked Ziran's head and got docked into the embrace.

"I love everything you cook. Even though it is available only water will feel good as long as you and your smile." Ziran seduces his wife.

Afra giggled at the sweet words she often heard from halal and non-halal couples in general. "Your dragon!" Pinched her husband's arm slowly.

"It's serious, honey."

"OK, okay, I believe. Then breakfast this morning is just plain water while looking at my smile, Deal?" Challenge Afra got Ziran's little smile.

"Fried rice and cow's eye eggs so Mubazir dong, honey." Ziran was scratching her cheek.

"Haha .., I was just kidding. Don't like to hide!" Ziran's ears in the jewel laughing, Afra.

Ziran thumped lips put on a teraniya look. "Yes, my wife is a baffle! I'm gonna pretend to sulk, ah."

"Don't start, deh." Afra shook her head to look at Ziran's childish behavior. "My husband, you better wait at the dinner table, yeah."

Ziran nodded like a child, when she wanted to leave she kissed Afra's cheek. "Don't be long, my wife!" He said before disappearing from behind the kitchen wall.

Afra's smile expands to see Ziran has returned like the first time he knew her, not like Afra yesterday was talking to a statue. This is all thanks to his brother-in-law Zanira. Because yesterday's plan was able to make Ziran bend the knee promised to be more mature in dealing with household problems. Ah, it was just a matter of yesterday, now everything is back to normal.

Currently, it looks like a couple halal lovers are eating breakfast in the morning at the dining table. Only the twangs of spoons and forks adorn the silence. No one has opened their voice.

"You're bored at home anyway?" Until Ziran's first sound broke the silence.

Afra raised a gaze staring at Ziran, "Bored. But if you tell me not to go out of the house what can I do?" His shoulders relaxed.

"We haven't been to the parlor in a long time, have we?" A spoonful of fried rice went into Ziran's mouth.

"Very long. I miss my family there. Haha.., I still remember when we were working for two twin bosses while playing hide and seek." Afra laughs at the memories of before they were married with the orphanage.

Ziran laughed and saw Afra laughing happily. "You going there?" Bring Ziran.

Afra looked at the husband. Seriously? "You, will! You're not kidding, are you?"

"Two rius," Ziran put his spoon and fork on the plate, drinking out his half-living warm tea. "Quick finish your breakfast, after that we leave."

"Yes! Alhamdulillah .... " So happy Afra locat and hugged her husband's neck tightly. "Thank you, husband!" Anxious he pinched Ziran's cheek.

Ziran hugged "I love you." His whisper in the ear of the wife who got no answer.

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"What are we going to do?" Afra asked confusedly as the car had been parked in front of the supermarket heading to the home.

Ziran first turns off the car engine and then opens the sealbet and also Afra.

" Buy what they like, honey. You must know their favorite, right?"

Afra smiled haru. Her husband was really considerate, not only to her but to everyone. "Thank you." Highlight his eyes gratefully obtaining the figure of a Husband like Ziran.

"Don't keep thanking me. As long as you are happy I am happy." Gutting at Afra's face, "Come on!"

Ziran got off first and opened the car door for his wife. It has become his habit. His right hand went out before Afra. "Let's Princess."

Afra received with joy, getting out of the car with a beautiful radiant face. He took the opportunity to breathe the outside air after two days of continuing to be inside the house. Ah, she's very happy.

"Not far from me. I'm afraid you're disappearing." Said Ziran in response to his wife's small respect.

Quite a bit too. Afra is not a child anymore, it can't be lost. Whenever he disappears here, he knows his way home. Afra replied, "Ready boss!" In his little respect.

They joined in until they entered the supermarket. Ziran's hand tightly clutched his wife's small hand, fearing that her pearl would disappear from view as she took it off. Afra also did not want to be far from Ziran continue to be near him to make himself very comfortable.

Shopping time starts.

Ziran takes the Supermarket Trolley and brings it in front of Afra. Not yet had Afra strived to start his adventurer shopping, Ziran first carried him into the Trolley.

Hap.

"Your job is just to sit here and point out whatever you want. Understood?" Ziran is full of creations, likes to create a sudden romantic atmosphere. Just look, when you first enter the supermarket has got a look of adoration almost from all the girls who are there. But seeing the man's treatment of his woman left all the girls heartbroken for a moment.

Someone already has.

"Down me Ziran, I'm ashamed to see so many people." Afra is ashamed to be the center of attention of many people.

In between the time they shop always interspersed with laughter jokes of the two, did not feel they almost spent an hour there. In the sense that everything was complete, the two went back to the cashier to pay for it.

In the car to the home.

Ziran pulls out Afra's nose plan, "Pairing a seal is important for safety, remember yes, dear." He said while putting a sealbet on his wife.

Afra grinned at forgetting, "God will always be remembered, Mr. Boss." Sahut Afra raised two thumbs in front of her face.

The car stopped again, this time it had arrived at its main destination 'Yayasan Peduli Kasih' Orphanage house'. The lovers walked together towards the door of the Panti, and together also knocked on the door. It wasn't on purpose.

"Assalamualaik." Again they say hello.

They throw each other a smile and look into the eyes of their partners. For quite a while, until unconscious the door has been wide open revealing the residents of the home and staring at two people in front of him did not blink.

"camp .... " The voice of Deheman shifted Afra and Ziran's attention to Dinda and all the children of the orphanage in front of her.

Afra was wrong. "Assalamualaikum," he waved softly at his family.

The children of the orphanage immediately woke up and the flocks ran to hug Afra. "Waalaikumsalam, Brother Afa!" The one to the hugging part must give in.

"So old sister Afa really came here again," Riza grumbled frown.

And Riski's brother went in fierce limbo. "Dad, Brother Afa has forgotten us yes, surely because of this high brother." While pointing at Ziran with sharp eyes.

"Cock me, anyway?" Whisper Ziran into the air. His hands scratched his head that was not itchy.

"Eh, can't macem. You guys don't judge bang Ziran. Back off a little, the macem can't breathe Afra tuh." Dinda breaks up the riots that have just been created between Rizki and Ziran who are accused of taking her beloved sister.

Ziran must take the hearts of the orphanage children in order for him to also become like Afra, the beloved older brother. Ahah! Ziran knows how.

"Little boss, how about we be friends?" Pinta Ziran who was rewarded with one eyebrow from Rizki.

"No way!" Reject Rizki rawly cast a sideways glance.

Ziran took a small breath. Patience Ziran. "Judah come here!" Without asking for permission, he pulls Rizki's hand towards the car.

Afra shook his head at the strange hostility, so he was struggling. He accompanied the orphanage children to the car as well as Dinda.

Ziran opened the trunk of the car and took out all the bags of her groceries in front of Rizki who stood arrogantly folding her hands on her chest.

"You like chocolate, right? It's the chocolate." Ziran puts the chocolate in Rizki's hand.

"Brown makes my teeth hurt, I'm not a girl!" The little boy looked at Sangar at Ziran.

Well, this kid is hard to conquer. Inner Ziran was about to give up.

"Yes, you can choose all the food here, take as you like. So we can be friends, right?" Ziran also almost gave up facing the stubbornness of the boy. That was the last offer he had.

"No way!" Rizki's hand shook beside her face. His eyes glanced at the luxurious car in front of him. Ziran took a glance in which direction Rizki's eyes were.

Oh, don't tell me he wants my car? Oh my goodness, this rancid boy!

Ziran's ears were almost smoky, but before the speech the boy stopped his anger.

"Okay we're friends," all of those who were there published smiles.

Finally ....

"But the condition is take us all out in this car, after that we are friends. How's it?" Rizki's eyebrows go up and down asking for answers.

Afra hid a small ruckus covering it with the back of her hand. "Syling boy!" Afra's whisper to Dinda.

"Betullah, he learned from the experts." Dinda proudly points at herself. He's Rizki's teacher so cunning like that.

Afra laughed, again seeing the action debate in front of him.

"Good idea. Where are you guys going?" Ziran agrees to Rizki's request to make all the children cheerfully cheered home will be taken to the streets in a car. This is the first time for them.

"What if we camp on the beach? Looks like it's gonna be fun there." Afra made a sound proposal. Camping on the beach he's never done. How about trying something new?

"Well, yeah. Beach, beach, beach! Come camp on the beach!" Risa screamed happily after her other friend.

Ziran doesn't have to think anymore. Afra happy, she happy. He shook Rizki's right hand and said,

"okay, Deal. Tomorrow you guys get ready to camp on the beach!"

Everyone there jumped in joy. The children of the orphanage, not least Rizki, the cunning boy, joined Ziran and hugged him.

"Thank You High Brother!"

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