Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Two sons?
After finishing his meal, Nino immediately returned to the bathroom to pick up Wudhu.
The Musholla is very close, just five houses away from home.
"Come Ars ....!"
Nino immediately held Arsyi as the voice of iqomah reverberated. He ran a little to get there quickly.
"Ahhhhh until!" he muttered while lowering Arsyi right in front of the mushola stairs. There are only three stairs there.
Mushola was only five times seven meters, only enough to congregate one RT only.
"Take off your sandals!" said Nino while helping Arsyi take off his tiny sandal with Spiderman's picture.
Nino immediately took her into the mosque, they did not need to sit down because the priest had asked her to straighten the shof. Fortunately, they are in the middle row.
When the priest was in the middle of reading alphatiah, a makmum came with a little run, he was in the last row and followed the movement of the priest.
After the priest said his greetings, Arsyi suddenly pulled Nino's clothes.
"Dad ...., dad ....!"
"What the hell is Arsyi?" nino said softly because the priest was reciting a prayer together after prayer.
"Arshi wants to pee!" he said as his hand held his pants.
"Istttt, don't wet the bed, uncle can be embarrassed, we go home!"
Nino immediately stood up and guided Arsyi's hand, he passed several worshippers behind him.
"Excuse me!"
"Excuse me!"
"Excuse me!"
Nino said several times every time he passed the shof, until they were in the last row, there were only two people, Nino accidentally observed someone who had become the master of the masbuk, the man looked down at his prayer.
"Let's go, Ars can't stand it!" rengek Arsyi when his uncle chose to stop, he was already holding his pants.
"Yes ...!"
Nino also lifted Arsyi's body in his carrier, without asking him to go down and put on his sandals again. He chose to bring the slippers and hold Arsyi back to run.
The man who had looked down earlier turned to the man who had just brought the little boy away.
The man was Alex, whose temporary home was five houses away from the mosque, opposite to Nino's.
The child ...., it seems that his face is not so foreign, is young but already has a child, his mind and then he refocused on following the prayer led by the priest.
Nino finally arrived at home, he immediately dropped Arsyi, and Arsyi immediately ran to the bathroom.
Nino who was exhausted from running immediately sat on the wooden chair in the living room while leaning her head, looking up, her breathing heaving.
"Drink!"
Aisyah brought a glass of water to Nino, though her sister had only one kidney.
"Thank you mbak!" Nino immediately gulped down the white water. Aisyah sat in front of Nino, watching her sister's tired face.
"Why run?"
"Ars wants to wet her stomach, if not run she must wet her bed in musholla!"
"Kan musholla has a bathroom!"
Nino was dumbfounded, she lamented her stupidity. "Yes, why didn't I think!"
"Eat him, what is it do not grusa grusu ..., bother yourself will be!"
Nino also recalled the man who twice he met in different places, the same but different. Both are in musholla, but the musholla are different.
"Sir, Kia's five years old what's four years to mbak?" tanya Nino suddenly made Aisyah frown her forehead.
"Why is it like that?"
"Four years, why?"
"Actually it's been twice before, Nino met a man who looks exactly like Alex!"
Deg
Hearing the name back in the name, made Aisyah's heart come back like a beat. He was curious, but also did not want to be too hopeful.
"You're just thinking that you're Nino, so go everywhere!"
"Maybe it's mbak!"
"But the same promise mbak, do not ever discuss this in front of Kia or Arsyi yes, do not want them to be curious about the figure of his father!"
"But why mbak? They have the right to see his face like that!"
"Let them guess themselves! I don't want them to be so curious about her papa!"
"All right!"
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This morning Nino is not so busy, she offers to take Kia to school. He was so excited when he had to drive or pick up Kian because at that time he could meet with Kinan's teacher.
"Kia's helmet man!"
"Yes!"
Kia did as her uncle asked.
"Just go first, Grandma!"
"Dear, don't be naughty at school, don't bother the teacher!"
"Yes ma, assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Kia continued to wave her hand until the motorcycle came out of the fence of her house.
"Handle, don't hold on!"
"Yes Dad!"
"Now you can call me, but if you have a teacher, Kinan can't call me that!"
Their motorcars crossed the musholla and then the other houses,
In front of one of the houses was prepared a man complete with a neat suit ya want to get into the car. But hearing the noise of someone who was on top of the car by walking slowly made Alex delay to get into the car.
He chose to wait for who would pass, who was so noisy that his voice sounded even though the distance was still far away.
"That kid again!" he muttered when he recognized the man who just passed by with a girl who looked very chatty because the girl continued to talk.
"Wasn't yesterday a boy, why is she a girl? Or is it two kids?"
Alex did not pay much attention to the young man's face, but at first glance he was the same person.
After the motorcycle passed, Alex immediately entered the car. He deliberately set off early in the morning to be around looking for the whereabouts of Aisyah.
He has two hours to find his wife.
Seriate
...Perhaps He wants us to meet in such a beautiful state that we will never forget this encounter...
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