Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!

Om That Possessive, MY HUSBAND!
HIM, MY WIFE!- 12. Happy Birthday, Ma


Manda blinked slowly, fumbling at the mattress next to her. Empty, with a little laziness he opened his eyes. Manda blushed as she saw Zidan looking at her.


Manda glanced towards the wall clock. The clock has shown at half-four in the morning. Zidan had actually just woken up as well, but he was still reluctant to go to the bathroom. Looking at the face of Manda who fell asleep more attractive, and can eliminate drowsiness.


"Wake up, come dawn!"


"Kiss me, please!"


Kissing a lot on Zidan's face, Manda smiled with satisfaction after getting what he wanted.


Manda clung to Zidan's body from behind, walking lazily towards the bathroom. "You coming in?!"


Zidan shook his body. But still I, Manda clung, still reluctant to take off hugs. Zidan's body was too comfortable to hold.


"Darling, the dawn rush!"


"Yes-yes!"


The bathroom door is closed. Manda walked over to the drawer, picked up the phone. Today is his 19th birthday. I don't think time goes so fast. Her legal marriage and Zidan had also entered the third month. Day after day they pass with great joy.


Manda immediately closed the drawer, replacing Zidan who had just come out of the bathroom. Slowly Zidan opened the closet, took the clothes and also the sheath. Do not forget to prepare mukena and prayer mats for Manda.


The silent atmosphere of the night, with the light of the light of the makeshift sleeping lights accompanied the long prostration of the two. The calmness of the night has become opium, it feels there is less if left alone for a day.


"Barakallah fi umrik, honey!" Zidan did not forget, only that he chose to give a gift first before saying happy birthday. The first special gift was given in the form of a do'a. Another gift later.


"Your hope is your hope, Brother is limited, you are also limited, there are some hopes that you can not realize, but your prayer will always accompany, accompanying every process to realize that hope!"


Zidan embraced Manda, as an ordinary human he also had limitations. Zidan could not give Manda what he wanted, but at least he tried, the result was up to God. Does God predestine Manda's hope to come true or not?


"Thank you for being here, thank you for trying to be a great wife and mother."


From then on Manda just kept quiet, crying in Zidan's arms. His lips felt so stiff, his brain could not string words to reply to the words and treatment of the Husband.


"Happy Birthday, Mama!" Ahkam kissed Manda's cheek, then handed her a large photo album. A special gift from Ahkam, assisted by Zidan.


The album contains photos from the beginning of Manda's meeting with Ahkam at the Panti, Zidan and Manda's wedding photos, photos of holidays to the beach, playground, photos of when Manda first drove Ahkam school, and a photo of the time she was at school, photos of when they drove Arina to the airport, and many more photos. Full of precious memories.


"Thank you Mama!" Manda looked down to kiss Ahkam's forehead and cheeks, the more the day went on, the more his affection for this boy grew.


Zidan opened the message he just entered on his HP. "Mama On The Way to the House."


The man smiled, he told Mama that doing it was more than enough for Manda. But Mama still insist and keep buying flight tickets, after all she has missed the heavy on Son and Son-in-law. What is wrong if you want to visit them?


As a child, Zidan also felt guilty, he should have come to visit Mama. But because time and opportunity have not allowed, be this way, always Mama who visits them.


"Mama??" Manda screamed in excitement as soon as Mama Melinda came, she ran to hug Mama. Missing, all this time they only see each other from the virtual world. But now?


Ah, it feels like Manda is so happy. Until tears unceasingly flowed down the cheeks.


"Akhams? How are you, honey?" Mama Melinda rubbed Ahkam's head gently, there was no awkward distance between them. Because almost every day Zidan sends photos of Ahkam to the mother. Build closeness between them.


"Good Ahkam news, Oma. How's Oma doing?"


"Alhamdulillah Oma is good too, want to see the gift that Oma did not bring?" Ahkam enthusiastically opened the pile of boxes in front of his room. Seeing Mama Melinda who loved it on Ahkam made Manda again wipe the water. His one hope began to slowly materialize.


Various foods have been served, ready to be enjoyed. The invited guests began to touch the food, after they had prayed together. There is a simple birthday celebration at Manda's house. It was visited only by some of Manda's neighbors and friends.


"Happy birthday, Mama Manda. It's a gift from Cila!" Cila participated in giving a gift, which was actually from the Mother. But that's okay, take it from Cila.


"Thank you Cila, Mama Manda also has a gift for Cila!" Manda steals a small piece of birthday cake for Cila.


"Never play here again!"


"Okay, Mama Manda!" Cila passed after getting a call from Ahkam. The two little boys were swinging in the front garden.


"Cieee, someone's getting older!"


Qonita approached Manda. Put the gift he held on the table.


"Thank you for coming!"


Given Qonita's busy shooting schedule, Manda was moved because her best friend still had time to come to see her.


"That's nothing to Manda!"


All who come in turns to say congratulations, the pile of gifts on the table is increasingly becoming. Though the people come not too much, but why can the cards stack up this much?


Not to mention gifts from Zidan's friends who have been moved to the room. Because it does not fit if it must be placed on the table.


"The deposit from Vanessa!" Manda held onto the pink box with the light blue ribbon. He smiled as he read the small letter tucked in there.


...My Beloved Happy Birthday....


...Sorry I can't go back to Indo, but at least my prayers always accompany your steps. Happy is always the darling of all people, it's good to have met and known you....


...Vanessa's....


Manda and Vanessa's relationship is still well established until now, even Manda often listen to Vanessa's story about her future husband. They are engaged and are getting married in a few months.


Vanessa has found the right man in her life. The man who loves him unconditionally, without coercion from the family, without involving business, is truly sincere, as Vanessa had hoped.


"Good then!" That's how Zidan responds when Manda tells about Vanessa's love story. Zidan seems to not care, wants Vanessa fiancee, married and have children too. That's not his business anymore! Zidan's business is nothing about Manda and Ahkam.


"But by the way, what kind of gift is it from your brother?" Manda reached out her hand, everyone had given Zidan a living gift.


"Are there more special gifts than Brother?"


Manda. Yes, there is no prize but Zidan. Zidan was still by his side it was already very valuable and made him happy. If Manda had been told to choose a mountain of gifts or Zidan? So Manda will still choose Zidan.


A mountain of gifts could not replace Zidan. But Zidan, can give millions of mountains of happiness in Manda's life.


"I'm kidding, sorry I could only give you this ticket!"


Three Umrah tickets fell in Manda's hands. The girl's bead, teary. Zidan said he could only give you this? Justjust?


"Thank you, sweetheart.... This is awesome!" Manda's body trembled, unable to resist the feeling of happiness, tears kept flowing. Manda is happy, very happy!


"Oma, Mama why cry? Papa's mad at Mama?"


"No, Honey. Mama's crying because she's happy!" Mama Melinda took Ahkam into her lap. Looking at Zidan and Manda who were hugging, happiness came simultaneously. Placing them down, so they were at a loss for words, only smiles and tears began to dry up that could explain how happy they were.


He deserves to be happy. That great girl deserves to be happy!