My Imam, Surgaku
(49). Husayn's efforts persuaded Azalea.

Azalea stared in disbelief at a pick up carrying a lot of flowers on the back of her car. She said the flowers were all ordered by her husband for her

"Where do you want to be, ma'am?" Ask the florist who delivered the flower order that Husain ordered.

"Half of it is located there, Mas. I will ask my husband first. You will not fit if the location is all there," replied Azalea while pointing towards the corner of the front garden of the house.

The florist in front of him immediately rushed to his pick up driver to ask for help lowering the flowers that were behind the pick up and placed in the place that Azalea pointed earlier.

While Azalea immediately contacted her husband's number to ask for clarity about the delivery of flowers that are like to open a flower shop.

Without waiting for a long time, Azalea's telephone connection was immediately answered by Husain.

"Hello, assalamu'alaikum, Abang's angel." Husain immediately greeted Azalea in a soft and happy voice when their phone connection was connected.

"Wa'alaikumussalam,"

"Why the phone, brother? Do you miss your brother?" Husayn said with his pedal.

"So. Aza just wants her,"

"You want what unfortunately Brother hmm?"

"This is Brother actually ordering this much flowers for Aza?" Ask Azalea to the point.

"Yes, honey. As an apology from my brother. Accepted yes, dear,"

"Receive area. But the problem is that you send the flowers mostly. It doesn't fit in everything's house,"

"How do you think dong?" Ask Husain over there. Hearing her husband who seemed to have no solution, Azalea immediately turned her brain and thought how to make the half flower that had not been revealed was not redundant.

"Oh Aza knows. Half of Aza's flowers send it to Abang's office. And you have to give flowers to the tombs in the public cemetery. Do not forget to give thanks to the tomb of papa Abang and also Aza's mother. Aza also wants to request flowers that are loved in the tomb of the mother in manyin. Continue to love red roses near the tomb so that mother's tomb more beautiful,"

"Yes, he will come home from his office to stop by TPU to give flowers to each tomb as well as the tomb of papa and also mother,"

"OKAY. If so Aza wants to send the flower delivery mas to deliver half the flowers to the office of Abang,"

"Yes, baby,"

"The spirit of his work. Soon we'll have to buy paraphernalia for dedek,"

"Prepare to do it, my consort,"

"Yes, Aza hung up the phone. Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumussalam,"

After the phone connection of the brand was cut off, Azalea immediately approached the mas delivery mas flowers.

"Mas, the other half in between my husband's office huh,"

"Oh okay, Ma'am. If so, we immediately say goodbye. The flowers are also neatly arranged,"

Azalea turned briefly to the direction where the flower delivery mas put the flowers. And sure enough, half of the flowers in the pick-up car are neatly arranged beside her flower garden.

"Please, Mas. But before that I want to say thank you very much because the flowers have been arranged neatly,"

"Together, Mother. That is also our job. Then we say yes, ma'am,"

"Yes, please,"

After the flower delivery, Azalea immediately closed the fence back. Only then did he turn his body around and walk into the house. But just a few steps he walked, the bell in front of the gate suddenly rang. Azalea took a deep breath to regulate her emotions.

"Sorry who, huh?" Azalea asked politely at the female courier who was currently in front of her while carrying something in her hands.

"Yes right,"

"Alhamdulillah. Then I will deliver the food package on behalf of Mr. Azzam Gibran Al-Husain." Said the female courier in front of her while thrusting a paperbag at her.

"Oh yes, thank you, yes,"

"Together, Mother. Then I say goodbye, assalamu'alaikum,"

"Wa'alaikumussalam,"

After the courier left, Azalea went back inside and did not forget to lock the gate. Only after that he walked into the house and immediately sat straight away in the middle room.

Shortly after Azalea sat on a fur rug leaning against the sofa, her phone suddenly rang indicating an incoming message was coming from her husband.

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From: Habibi is a ''1

Honey, you're sending food to you. Said the courier who nganter cake, cakeya you already received. Don't forget to eat yes, dear😉. Sama Abang also had to tell the cake shop to make notes. So don't forget to read it. I love you five thousand, dear😘.

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Azalea snorted amusedly reading the message from her husband. It seems that her husband really did a lot of effort so that he would forgive her husband. She was not angry at her husband.

After replying to her husband's message, Azalea opened a paper bag that she said contained the cake.

"Aaaa is so funny." Azalea stared at the full twinkle towards the box containing cookies of cute characters.

Not to forget, Azalea also read the letter that was inserted in her cookie box as her husband requested.

The corners of Azalea's lips are curved. He felt wrong and happy to get a letter of persuasion that Husain wrote for him.

"Such sweet, Aza's husband. So miss," said Azalea with a smile sumringah.

...-Husain and Azalea-...

On a clear afternoon, Husain was standing in front of a public cemetery looking satisfied at every cemetery that already looked beautiful with the flowers he placed there in command of his wife.

"MasyaAllah, the grave became beautiful because of the flowers that Mas Husain brought," said the father of the cemetery guard.

Husain who heard the words of the father of his grave guard then immediately turned his head. He gave a smile when he saw the father of the cemetery guard smiling at him.

"Thank you, Mas, because of the flowers that Mas Husain brought the graves of those who have died and very rarely visited relatives so it looks beautiful. Thank you also for the alms that Mas Husain loves for the cleanliness of the TPU here," said the father of his grave keeper to Husain.

"Together, Sir. Oh yeah, can I ask you a favor?"

"What do you ask for, Mom?"

"It just so happened that my father and my mother-in-law were eaten here. So I want to ask you to help me once a week in cleaning the tomb of my father and mother-in-law. My wife is about to give birth. Therefore maybe my wife or I will rarely visit to eat alm. father and almh. our mother. Can, Sir? You take it easy, later I will give rewards for the sincerity of the Father to care for and clean the tomb of my father and my mother-in-law," Pinta Husain little hope.

"By, Mas Husain. Later once a week I will clean and take care of the grave of the father and his mother-in-law, Mas Husain,"

Hearing that, Husain smiled happily. He took the grave guard's right hand and copied it as an expression of his gratitude.

"Thank you very much, sir,"

"Together, Husayn."

- to be continued