My Ustadz My Husband
Part 93 - Extra Part (TAMAT)

7 months later...

Asthma wakes up when her daughter whines. With heavy eyes, he got up and checked what made his daughter wake up. Along with this, Bilal awoke.

"What's up, honey?" bilal asked, yawning and waking up to his wife.

"You change her diaper, it's full. Then Baby Maryam whines"

Asma opens her daughter's diaper and she pairs the new one after cleaning her daughter with a wet tisue, while Bilal gets up and throws her diaper into the trash.

After that, Asma began to breastfeed her daughter, Bilal sat behind Asthma, kissed Asthma's shoulders so affectionately, then stomped her shoulders.

Smiling Asthma receives Bilal's treatment, because every night, not only Asthma is awake when their daughter wakes up, but Bilal also wakes up, helping Asma as much as possible, massaging her, and also...

"Noe...." True, their son will be awake, Faraz easily disturbed his sleep, so when Bilal and Asma take care of Maryam it will certainly disrupt Faraz's sleep.

Don't blame them, Faraz himself did not want to separate from Ummi and his Abi and always wanted to sleep with them.

"Yes dear." replied Asma half whispered because Maryam was slowly closing her eyes.

"Unyil woke up again?" Asma nodded with a smile, what else heard Faraz just keep calling Maryam with Unyil.

"here, Son. Sleeping on Abi's lap" Bilal exclaimed at Faraz. Faraz put his head on his father's lap, and Bilal began patting Faraz's back slowly until Faraz returned to sleep. While Asma is still nursing her daughter.

"Darling.." call Asma to her husband "I'll sort of get up with Faraz if you wake up every night like this, your sleep gets disturbed"

"He himself did not want to part and always wanted to sleep with us, and Faraz also never complained, he felt comfortable here"

"Yes, too, I'm the only one who's kasian"

Asthma saw Maryam who had stopped breastfeeding, and now her daughter was back to sleep. Very slowly Asma put Maryam into her baby box, peeling her forehead lovingly.

Asma looked at Maryam's face as plain as a little angel who could always warm her heart and relieve her fatigue.

Bilal also put Faraz to sleep in the middle of the bed, covered him and kissed him.

Then he lay leaning against the head of the bed and reached out his hand to Asthma, Asthma greeted him and he immediately lay in Bilal's arms and placed his head on her husband's chest.

Bilal kisses the top of Asthma's head, clutches her more contained wife's body and makes her look adorable what's more her round cheeks.

Asthma draws her tired body closer to Bilal. Taking care of two children is not easy, Bilal wants to hire a Baby sitter but Astma refuses. She wants to babysit her own children, and she also has no other activities other than taking care of her children and husband.

Asthma also wants to make sure what her child is doing in her growth, what her children hear, see, and especially what they consume.

Asma wanted to make sure all that went well, what else Bilal wanted Sarfaraz and Maryam to be memorizers of the Quran, so they should not let his children hear and see bad things, so they could not let their children hear and see bad things, what else is consuming the thing that is shubhat, not clear halal haram and its sanctity.

"You must be so tired, honey?" ask Bilal while rubbing Asthma's back and occasionally give a gentle massage.

"Yes, but my tiredness was instantly gone when we saw our son smiling and laughing" Asma wrapped her arms around Bilal's waist.

"I feel guilty for Ummi. I had troubled her so much, made her worry about my stupid behavior, even though she took care of me with great difficulty. Whenever I feel tired, I think of Ummi, that must be how she feels while taking care of her children"

Bilal again kissed Asthma's head and said.

"Every mother is an angel to her child, and every child is a gift to her mother. It's hard to look after a child and that's what makes a child so valuable, because the more valuable we have, the harder it is to look after it"

"You're right, I want to go back to Ummi's house, how about we have Maryam's 7th monthly event there? Faraz's 7-month event was here"

"That's a good idea, Zahra. I'll arrange our return soon"

"Thank you, sweetheart. I love you" Asma said, peeping Bilal's cheek made Bilal smile.

"I'm grateful, my wife. Thank you for making my life perfect, thank you for giving me a handsome prince and a beautiful princess, and I love you too, love you so much" hearing her husband's praise Asma again blushed, whereas Bilal had often praised her like that, in the past she would say Bilal lebay and modus but now she felt flattered, flattered, I feel loved so perfectly.

"Now go to sleep" Bilal gave a kiss his good night

Then he increasingly clenched his wife's body, making his wife feel very comfortable and slowly drowsiness he could not stand.

The dream world immediately welcomed him.

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Bilal soon arranges his return, looking once Faraz is much happier than Asma when Bilal says they are going home.

Traveling with two children is certainly very troublesome and there are many items that must be brought. But with pleasure Bilal set it so as not to make Asthma hassles.

Even Bilal did not mind when he had to bring a bag containing diapers for his daughter or snacks for his son. Lucky because he did not have to bring milk because Asthma just wants his child to drink his ASI.

"Honey, if tired of sleeping. Let me take care of Maryam" Bilal said while helping Asma install her seatbelt because the plane was about to take off.

"What the hell, you must also be tired right, every night also take care of me and Maryam" replied Asma then Bilal alternately put up a seatbelt Faraz who sat by the window and said

"I never feel tired when I have to take care of you, instead I am very happy and happy" Bilal assures that it makes Asma can not help his happy smile because Bilal does look very happy.

And yes, Asthma is really tired actually. While Maryam was asleep in her arms, she rested her head on her husband's shoulder. Bilal kissed his head, wrapped his hands on his wife's shoulders.

"Sleep" said Bilal gently while patting his shoulders softly Asthma.

Just a few minutes into Asma's sleep, Maryam opened her eyes and felt her hands palpate as if looking for something, and Faraz quickly picked up her toy and gave it to Mary before Maryam cried and disturbed her mother's sleep.

Bilal also helped by playing with Maryam to make her daughter smile and laugh adorable.

But Maryam's hand that continues to move eventually exposed Asthma cheeks and make her mother was immediately awakened.

And the first sight she saw was very pleasant, her husband and son were playing with Maryam and made Maryam giggle funny. Even he laughed as his brother teased him, making Asma laugh with pleasure.

"When we have tried to make Maryam cry and disturb your sleep, eh she is even a nabokin your cheek" said Bilal while mebcium gnash his daughter "Princess Abi even disturb sleep Ummi, yep. Hem Kasian Ummi" he said as he continued to smell the anxiety all over Maryam's face and neck made Maryam laugh more amusedly.

"I would regret that I didn't wake up because I couldn't see how adorable my husband and children were" Asma said, then she kissed Faraz and Maryam alternately "Why did Faraz not wake up Ummi so we could play together?"

"Faz kasian, Ummi tired. Sleepy for sure" replied Faz who made Asma increasingly anxious on him.

"He was very understanding, but still a child" continued Bilal who felt proud of his son.

"Because you educated her so well, honey"

"We" Bilal answered quickly, "We educate him well. But what Faraz and Maryam will be like, it's thanks to you. Because really, the mother's influence is far greater than the father's" Asma confirmed what Bilal said. That's why she tries her best to be a good mother so that her children will grow up to be a very good person.

A child is a reflection of his mother, not always. But most, because the mother is the teacher and the first school of her child.

At the airport, the Asma family was waiting for Asma and her small family, they welcomed Faraz and Maryam with great happiness.

Faraz also looks very happy, because Faraz likes to live in a village that he said adem, and Faraz likes when Adil brings him to Fatimah's house, which he likes, where there he could see cows plowing the ground, children playing on the grass, chasing kites and others.

Asma feels now her life is perfect, having a husband who loves her like crazy and she loves like crazy too, and also a very adorable child. And he thanked Khadijah, where the life he had now was thanks to him.

And he also wanted to apologize, for hurting Khadija with his words that night, even accusing her of being selfish and arrogant.

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Bilal wriggled as he felt a touch on his cheek, and as he opened his eyes his daughter's face greeted him.

"Let's get up, Bi. Today is Maryam's 7th monthly event. Maryam would stomp on the ground and then learn to walk" Asma said in a small voice representing Maryam as she slapped Maryam's small hand against Bilal's face. Bilal catches Mary's hand, kissing and biting her with anxiety makes Mary giggle.

"Princess Abi fragrant, already shower yes dear"

"Already" replied Asma again representing her daughter who is still giggling it.

"Where is Faraz, honey?"

"Again with Rafa and Afsana. Shower gih. The event is about to start" Asma said as she put baby oil on Maryam's body and then put her clothes on.

"Hubab same Lita has come?"

"Yes, from earlier"

"Well, I took a short shower" Bilal answered, kissing his wife's temple before rushing to the bathroom.

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Umm Kulsum carried Maryam, then made her step on the mat and the tiny baby kicked her foot as if she wanted to get down from the grandmother's sling, making everyone so anxious to see her, no exception Bilal who continued to smile widely noticed his daughter who was like the unicil.

When finished, now Maryam in the stand and in front of her there are some items prepared in the tray, people say it to see what or what his hobby will be. From books, pencils, prayer beads, amma juice, combs, even put a piece of paper money and others as his. And the first thing Maryam took was a book, then she took a prayer bead and played the bead that made her laugh herself, what else when she hit the prayer beads on the dial and made a sound, made Mary giggle, but then Maryam threw it and now he took a piece of paper money.

"Oh, don't let my daughter be a double eye" Asthma chirped at seeing Maryam hold the money long enough. Bilal who heard his wife's curse also chuckled softly.

"Buy chocolate... Browner... Chocolate" her exclaims invite laughter all that's there.

"Faraz darling, don't take it, it belongs to your sister" Aisyah said to her nephew. Then Faraz returned the money to Maryam, and adorablely wiped away Maryam's tears.

"So don't take it, Unyil has money. Don't cry yes" he said and made everyone laugh even couldn't help but pinch Faraz's chubby cheeks.

After a series of events that even Asma herself did not really understand, finally Maryam will be down to step on the ground.

"Don't, dirty" cried Faraz when he saw his abi would make his sister step on the ground.

"What the hell, honey. Later you can wash your feet, so Faraz's sister can also walk quickly. So you can run with Faraz later, right?"

"Oooo" Faraz rounded his lips while nodding his head many times.

Bilal also now makes Maryam step on the ground.

"Hopefully walk quickly, son. Kasian Ummi continues to carry" Bilal raised Maryam again. Then they prayed for Bilal's daughter.

After all, Asma took Mary to her room because she believed Maryam must be hungry.

Asma put Mary to sleep in bed then followed by her who collapsed in a sideways position, when she was about to breastfeed her daughter, suddenly heard an open door, when Asma turned her head, when she was about to breastfeed her daughter, she found her husband walking towards her with a smile.

Since Faraz's pregnancy, Asthma has always been able to see the happiness that radiates in her husband's eyes, and during Maryam's pregnancy, the radiance of happiness is more perfect.

"Is he hungry?" bilal asked and pinched his daughter's wrath.

"Surely" replied Asma then began breastfeeding Maryam.

While Bilal, he continued to stare at Asam intensely, making Asma misbehaved and pura did not know that Bilal was staring at him.

"Darling.." call Bilal friendly.

"Hem?" asma's view remained focused on Maryam.

"You're getting more and more beautiful" and as soon as Asthma's laughter breaks out.

"Relatedly? I've been up 10 kilos since Maryam's pregnant"

"In fact, the more beautiful, make a gemes" Bilal pinched Asthma's cheek with a frenzy that once again made Asma laugh and wonder at the behavior of her husband.

"You why the hell? I think there's a want for it"

"Hehe. I miss it" he said spoiled and Asma had guessed what the brain of her husband was "Tonight yes, tipped Faraz with Ummi. Tell Faraz to sleep with his grandparents"

"You are, really...."

Asthma's speech stopped when Faraz's voice cried outside.

"Let me see Faraz, you sleep with Mary" Asma nodded and Bilal left him immediately.

Outside, Faraz cried loudly while holding the hand of Afsana who was carried by Lita.

"What's up, Ta?" ask her

"Faraz cried because Rafa kissed Afsana" Lita replied with a small laugh.

"Lho why? Afsana is also Rafa's younger sister, darling"

"Enda wants to, Faz's sister. Hua..."

"Uh son of Abi hgga may be so" Bilal lifted Faraz's body and carried her "Faraz would have had Maryam"

"Mau Ana's... Hiks hyks" Faraz replied, rubbing his eyes with the free back of his hand, while his other hand was still reluctant to let go of Afsana's hand

"Yes, if that is Unyil love Rafa" continued Lita while trying to release Afsana's hand from Faraz's hand, because her daughter was also going to cry.

"Enda... Faz's sister all"

"Oh Allah, greedy as well" said Lita, who immediately made Bilal chuckle.

"Faraz was crying" continued Rafa "Faraz, Ana and Unyil the same brother Rafa, already yes"

"That's listening, honey. Brother Rafa loves you all" Bilal said and thankfully Faraz nodded and immediately stopped his cries, Faraz put his head on Bilal's shoulders and wrapped his hands around Bilal's neck.

"You're booby" he said later, making Lita laugh.

"Bakal kayak mother neh son. Drama" muttered Lita while laughing amusedly.

Bilal took Faraz to his room, and saw Asma who had put Mary to sleep.

"What's wrong? Why is he crying so loudly" asked Asma while covering Mary's body.

"He was angry that Rafa kissed Afsana" Bilal replied and also put Faraz to sleep next to Maryam.

"Yes Allah. I was a kid too, jealous. Exactly his father" Bilal immediately laughed because it was true what his wife said.

"His mother was also a time, possessive again"

"It's because you're my husband" Asma replied then he patted Faraz's back and slowly his son closed his eyes until a soft snoring sounded indicating he was asleep.

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"Repin..."

"Hem" Bilal replied as he peeked at his wife's finger, which was currently swaying spoiled in his arms.

"How did it feel when you fell in love with me? And how do you know that it is love?" asked Asma and pressed her body against Bilal's body.

A quiet and cold night, of course this will be a very pleasant time for him and his husband to combine love.

"Well, all I know is that I can't forget you, when I close my eyes, your reflection always comes to my mind, making me sleepless, my heart pounding every time I remember you, or close to you" Asma put on a smile and reflected back when she first knew her husband whom she considered her private tutor.

"And what about you, honey? How did it feel when you fell in love with me? And how do you know that it's love?"

"I've been asking the same question all along, and I've been asking questions since when I actually fell in love with you"

"So since when?" Bilal asked enthusiastically.

"If the hallmark you said was love, then..." Asma looked up, and Bilal looked down so that his second gaze met "I've been in love for a long time, since I don't know our relationship" Asma said softly. And Bilal is now staring at her full of question marks.

"You mean?"

"When you were close to me to help me learn, actually at that time my heart was also pounding, but I thought maybe because I was drinking coffee, I even asked that to Brother Adil. I was also thinking maybe I was nervous waiting for graduation" Bilal chuckled with his wife's innocence, making Asma blush in embarrassment.

"Then?"

"Then.. I also often think of you, even when closing my eyes to memorize, even your face that appears in my brain. I'm so not focused on memorizing" Astma replied shyly embarrassed and recalled the first time she felt her heart pounding because of Bilal. He really doesn't know if it's love.

"So?"

"So what?"

"You've loved me ever since?"

"Where do I know. All I know is that's how I felt before"

"Well, Honey. Look you love me shut up. And why are you telling me now? "

"Let's see, it's just that I remember our past as students and teachers"

"I'm sorry, I used to hurt you a lot, always fight and make you cry" Bilal said very seriously, then he kissed his wife and responded with a friendly kiss.

"It's my fault, that I can't open my eyes, but yeah, it used to hurt, if there's any jealousy that's hard to bear"

"And now I'm only yours, Zahra. Yours and that of our son's" Asma smelled a smile and kissed Bilal's jaw, which still left a scar.

"And we are yours too, only yours. I Love you, Bilal. My Husband"

"I love you more, Zahra. My lovely wife"

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...T A M A T'S...

But true love never ends...

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