MU'ADZ
FIFTY-FIVE

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The night is getting late. A man with a puppet-patterned glove, who was about to change into a father status, walked towards his room, stretched out his hand to slowly open the door of the room so that his wife would not be disturbed.

His schedule that filled the books in the son's cottage until late at night had just finished. Actually he did not have the heart to leave his wife to sleep. Because since pregnancy, his wife turned into a woman who was very spoiled for him. It was still early days, his wife was still waiting for him to come home, until sometimes he fell asleep on the sofa in the living room. For a long time he did not have the heart, telling his wife to sleep first.

But tonight he was astonished, his wife had not yet fallen asleep. "Assalamualaikum, how come nduk tilem e?" He approached his wife and she immediately responded to kiss the back of his hand. The book he had brought, he stamped in the drawer.

"Sampun yah menten kok dereng tilem, mikirne nopo Nduk e?" ask her while sitting on the side of the bed. His hand stretched out stroking the long hair of his wife.

"Mboten saget tilem Mase," whined Ameera while shuffling around her waist making her chuckle with anxiety. Mu'adz is not surprised if Ameera spoiled like this, maybe the hormones of pregnant women.

"Hmm, ambu-ambune koyok pingin nopo ngunu," his god on Ameera, then got a small pinch on her waist made her hiss. Because, his wife began to like pinching since this pregnancy, where the little pinch again.

"Ish, Mase niki!" frown Ameera, then sit up. This spoiled attitude of his wife made him anxious himself. He also laughed when he saw his wife's lips come forward.

His hand opened the peci, then put it on top of the drawer. Then the bed approached his wife. His right hand removed a pinch of hair blocking his wife's face behind her ear. If viewed continuously, his wife is increasingly removing his father's face. Coupled with a stomach that bulges like this. So anxious themselves.

"Tasek Nduk Shahla's mind?" guess it. His wife looked at him and nodded. "Well, how about you?" tanyanya.

Instead of answering, his wife laughed. "Cool maem masue Shahla Mase" chirped Ameera.

He was made to listen to his wife's request. At first glance he glanced at the wall clock that already showed almost midnight. "Sak niki Nduk e?" the question was carefully accompanied by softening.

Seeing the look of his wife's face dimmed, making himself embrace a body that he thought still looks tiny even though there is a fetus conceived. "Nduk e wau dereng maem?"

"Sampun Mase, but moro-moro puengen noodle damelane Shahla," his wife who then let go of his embrace.

 "Mase damelne ngggeh? mesakne shakah Nduk Shahla" he said. If it is Mother, you can still try. But what about Nduk Shahla? Because just now they made up, still a little awkward, let alone have Nduk Shahla make noodles.

Ameera shook her head violently. "Pingine noodles damelane Shahla Mase. Shahla lek cook noodles ne niku benten," frown Ameera.

"Ngggeh Mase in uruk i carane, kersane Mase seng damelaken ngggeh Nduk!" He tried to understand his wife. But it doesn't seem to work.

Finally he breathed. "Nggeh sampun, let's go to Nduk Shahla riyen ngggeh. Engken lek Nduk Shahla mboten purun, pardon in pekso nggeh?" His wife's roar instantly turned bright, nodding vigorously.

With a quick movement his wife grabbed the instant veil, then walked towards the door of the room. "Come on!" take his wife with enthusiasm. He just shook his head, chuckling with anxiety at his wife's attitude.

With the dark state of the room, only lighting outside the house, made his wife hold tightly to his arm. Walk to the room Nduk Khafa occupied by Nduk Shahla. Yes, indeed since the incident this morning, Mother told Nduk Shahla to stay overnight.

His hand knocked on the door. "Sir, Nduk Shahla!" There is no truth from within.

"Nduk Shahla tilem lo Nduk e, benjeng mawon ngggeh? nopo Mase wasp zinc damelne?" tanyanya negotiate.

Ameera shook her head violently, then replaced her position. "Shahla, La," called his wife to the tap of a hand.

"La, Shahla," call again his wife does not give up.

"La, Shahla" called his wife without saying anything. Again, there is no answer from within. "Gggeh sampun Mase, Nduk e drowsy," said his wife lethargic then turned around.

But the sound of the door opening made his wife turn around with sparkling eyes. "Mahla,"

"Hmm, opo Mer," replied Nduk Shahla with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

"I want La noodles!" Enthusiastic wife.

He just shakes funny looking at the behavior of these two women. One of his lives was still half, the other was whining like a child asking his mother for something.

"Gawekne iyo La, I adore you,"

"Sek, s. Sukmoku did not get together" said Nduk Shahla, stopping his wife's hand that would reach Nduk Shahla. Again he was chuckled.

There was no long sound of breath from Nduk Shahla. "Jam piro seh? Ngidammu yah mene terribly. Emang by maem noodles, opo meneh pedes," cerocos Nduk Shahla while pulling his wife's hand towards the kitchen. While he was just left behind.

"Kan mek iki tok I maem noodles, ojo pedes lombok siji ae yo La?" He still heard the faint voice of his wife who had turned towards the kitchen. He prefers to sit in the living room while waiting for them to finish.

I don't know how long he slept. His head was a little dizzy, because he realized that he was waiting for his wife and Nduk Shahla. With a slight massaging of the head, he walked towards the kitchen collar. Right around, he stopped his steps. Because he heard their conversation.

For a moment his heart was beating fast. His muscles seemed to relax. Both of his eyes began to heat up. He repeatedly shook his head.

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Assalamualaikum! Healthy healthy pripun nggeh!!

Enten who can guess, why did Mas Mu'adz get so far?

What kind of conversation did Shahla and Ameera have to make Mu'adz like that?