
At 3pm, Stefanie woke up from her sleep.
"Ahhhh can finally rest in peace". Stefanie sat down to see Surya busy with his laptop.
"hey Surya". Stefanie called Surya.
"why Miss". replied Surya who focused on her laptop.
"if you talk to someone, look him in the face.
" What's up Miss Stefanie".Solar looked at Stefanie's face.
deg! stefanie's heart is beating fast.
"Surya, is your face unable to smile? Maybe you're better looking if you smile". Stefanie smiled at Surya.
"Miss if you're done taking a break, you can go back to the kitchen". Surya spoke without seeing Stefanie and focused on her laptop again.
Stefanie stood up to walk towards Surya. Stefanie looked down and kissed Surya on the cheek. "Thank you for giving me your room to rest in. Maybe I'll come here a lot for a break". Stefanie smiled and left Surya's room.
Surya was stunned by what Stefanie was doing. He touched the cheek that Stefanie kissed.
Stefanie arrives at the kitchen.
"Ah Chef thankfully you came. There's a tenderloin steak order this visitor wants his Senior Chef to make". Said the Servant
"alright. How many servings?". Ask Stefanie.
"One Chef". Answer the Waiter
"OKs". Stefanie answered cheerfully.
Stefanie made the order. 30 minutes passed, Stefanie was ready with her dish.
"Perfecto". Stefanie smiled.
As He walked to give to the servant, he suddenly collided with someone.
"Ah shit! Hey stupid are you walking around not looking around? Thankfully the steak didn't fall off". Grouse Stefanie.
"Hey lady, who are you ? How dare you say stupid to me?". Niall Gerrick.
"Hey man, you don't know me? I was Stefanie. Senior chef just got this hotel". Stefanie.
"Oh so you're the replacement for chef Arga. I never thought a young woman. Are you sure it's better than chef Arga?". Niall smiled disdainfully at Stefanie and went to the pastry room.
"Fucking wow! Nia, who is he?". Stefanie asked her cook helper.
"Oh that's Chef Niall. Senior Chef Pastry section". Nia.
"Oh so he's Niall. The arrogant Englishman!". Stefanie's grouse went to give her steak to the waiter.
"Ah I think a cool, handsome and kind Niall knows his cih arrogant guy despite being a little handsome". Stefanie's really upset.
"i'd rather cook again than think of the Englishman.
in the room Pastry Niall was the same grumbling.
"Who tried to recommend him as Senior Chef? from the form he has absolutely no great cooking skills. The outstanding Chef Arga was replaced by the arrogant French woman.
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"Jeez Eriska is getting more and more spoiled. But like this she looks so sweet". Said Dito stroking Eriska curl's hair.
"Hmmmmmm baby don't be noisy". Eriska is half conscious.
"Ok I'm going out". Bisik Dito's.
Suddenly Eriska woke up. "Where are you going?". Ask Eriska.
"You go to the bathroom and pray and pray". Dito.
"Why not wake me up?". Ask Eriska.
"I'll wake you up later after taking ablution. Yasudah because you've woken up let's pray". Take Dito.
They both walked to the bathroom for ablution and then took the prayer equipment.
"It seems like we have to make a special place for ablution". Dito.
"no need. We can make mushollah in one of the rooms here. Later the bathroom is replaced with a place of ablution. It's not good to pray in a room like this". Eriska.
"My wife is amazing. Thank you, my dear, you have changed a lot. Not only for worship you also have never been to the night club and drink again". Said Dito smiling.
"I've got you to calm down I don't need that drink anymore". Eriska.
" yasudah let's pray".
Eriska and Dito prayed together. As her stomach began to expand, Eriska was a little overwhelmed during prayers. After the prayer, Eriska kissed Dito's hand and Dito kissed Eriska's forehead.
"Because my stomach is quite enlarged, I'm a little stuffy during prayer". Eriska.
"Honey, if you can't pray standing up, you can sit down". Said Dito smiling.
"Can you?". Ask Eriska.
"Honey, prayer is an obligation that we must do under any circumstances. But God made it easy. When we are unable to stand, we can sit. If we cannot pray sitting, we can lie down. If our body can do nothing even we can pray by winking. As long as we are conscious, we are obliged to pray. If you can't stand up, you can sit down".
"Oh so, baby". Eriska said, hearing Dito's explanation.
"Yes dear. Therefore, as long as we are conscious as possible, we should pray. Consider it a proof of our love for God who created us. Who loves us more than anything". Dito.
Eriska hugged Dito. "I don't know what good I did until God sent you to be my husband". Eriska is happy.
"Parent's prayers dear. Our parents love us so much that they continue to pray that our children will be happy. This is also an example for us as prospective parents. You know, the prayer that God best worships is the prayer of a parent let alone a mother. Therefore, parents must keep their words to their children because the words of parents, especially a mother, are prayer". Dito.
"Darling, I wish you could hijab. Not for me, but for you. Just like prayer, hijab is also an obligation for women. Can't be tolerated anymore. I don't want to force you, but I always have to remind you. You are my responsibility. God will hold me accountable for all the things you did while you were my wife. Hijab included. I always pray that God can guide you to hijab. Ye know? I really hope it's not just in our world together. But in heaven I want you to be my Queen". Dito. "I love you so much Eriska. I don't want to part with you in the afterlife. Because our eternal life in the Hereafter is not in the world". Dito hugged Eriska. "Dear, take me to the heavens of God".
There was a sense of sadness in Eriska's heart when Dito said that. He is still not ready with Dito's wishes.
O Allah, give me guidance. Eriska hugged her husband tightly.
"honey, you can guide me slowly, right?". Eriska let go of her embrace then looked at her Husband.
"In Shaa Allah dear.not only Me, But You must also Try".Dito kissed Eriska's forehead.
"it's a pity I'll do my best". replied Eriska smiling.
" Thank God". Dito hugged his wife again.