Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
diet

It's been a day since they stayed at Rahma's parents' house. The two are now working together to bathe the twins, at seven in the morning at their home.

The twins look very cool playing water with small balls that come in their bathtub.

And Irsyad also looks happy to stomp his hands on the surface of the water so that the water splashed into the faces of Noah and Rumi. The two toddlers chuckled as well as Irsyad who laughed with anxiety over their small teeth that appeared even though only one or two.

Rahma who had just come out to grab the twins towel back into the bathroom stare at one adult man and two toddlers still laughing together while playing water.

"Mas, don't be like that, how will the water get into the ears?" Rahma approaching.

"Funny deck, look at this they're so happy," Irsyad did it again. And the two laughed again to make Irsyad and Rahma laugh too.

"It's been... It's yuk's toy, it's cold." Rahma picked up Noah, looking like both were still at home and did not want to be lifted from their bathtub.

"They still want water deck toys" said Irsyad.

"Not followed. They are cold." said Rahma who brought Noah first, yes even though the beautiful Nuha still whines a little.

Irsyad also took Rumi out of the bathroom cubicle, and placed her on her abi and umma bed. "Where are Rumi's clothes, baby?" pinta Irsyad, Rahma also handed it to Irsyad who immediately received it.

Yes, that's the routine Rahma did with Irsyad. If Rahma takes care of Rumi, then Irsyad takes care of Noah and vice versa. Irsyad is also good at taking care of their children such as sweeping telon oil and powder well. Choosing clothes is not original. He was trying to find his partner. Not just put it on their child.

Now Rumi and Nuha were tidy with their clothes. So that the affectionate kiss on the cheeks of the two alternately, landed perfectly from the lips of his Abinya.

"The abi children. MashayAllah. I want to kiss this thing." Still, he dipped the two toddlers who were already cool playing with powder and bottles of telon oil.

"Here baby don't make toys." Rahma grabbed it and packed it all up before she finally got up and tied her hair.

"Mas Rahma wants to prepare breakfast first." said Rahma. Irsyad also nodded. Rahma took her foot out of the room again.

Yes the mother of two children is already good at cooking now. Unlike at the beginning, Irsyad was no longer in the fog when he heard Rahma about to cook. He entrusted the kitchen to Rahma. The chaos that Rahma would create could only be neat if the hand of ustadz had touched it.

Surprised not, when homework is more perfect if held Irsyad rather than Rahma herself, the Notabene is a woman.

Rahma began to dwell on the spices and cooking utensils in front of her. Of course, the hand is very proficient now so for a while the food was completed in the process without watching the tutorial again on loetube.

Rahma arranged their simple breakfast dish on the table. And prepare the feeding benches of their two children. For a moment he was silent for a moment, then walked towards the middle room grabbing the scales of the body in the room.

"I'm curious. A lot of my clothes don't fit anymore. Am I getting fat now?" mummified Rahma. A little hesitant actually to weigh, because actually Rahma does not like to weigh the body.

"I'm scared actually. Emmm was afraid of shock what if I turned out to be fat." Still hesitating.

"Ahhh it is." Rahma closed her eyes as she climbed onto the Digital scales.

"Bismillah." Slowly his eyes opened staring down.

Rahma's guess was right then and there she wanted to scream when she knew her weight had gone up by more than ten kilo grams.

"What the fuck? This scale must be broken... It must be." Rahma came down from the weighing device upset.

"Ckckck mas Irsyad is still so much like his body. I'm getting fat anyway?" Rahma grumbling. He walked with a sour face to the dining table and sat there.

"What have I eaten? How can I be this fat anyway?" The jaw supports the chin using both hands.

"Daddy, is breakfast ready yet?" irsyad was suddenly behind him.

"It." Ketus answer.

Irsyad handed Rumi over to Rahma after putting Noah in his chair. While Rahma put Rumi also on the dining bench.

"What cooking is it?"

"Only broccoli flakes love sausages and meatballs. The eggs of the cow's eye."

"Well done. I want to eat ahh" he said.

"Want Rahma get the rice?"

"Don't worry, you'll prepare the twins' porridge."

"Yes" replied Rahma. Rahma also grabbed a bowl of porridge that was fully filled to match the portion of the two Ballias.

"Pace up this meal, then replace the mas that feeds ya."

"Mas relax Rahma is not hungry yet" he said while feeding the twins.

"not yet. But I have eaten something quiet later also Rahma ate."

"Yes already." Irsyad recited a meal prayer after which his hands began to work scooping the food.

"Hmmm delicious deck, my wife is already good at cooking it." praise Irsyad. Rahma also blushed.

"Times?" ask Rahma.

"Yes, here open his mouth for bribes."

"Hahaha you are a. Just like a young man."

"Yeee, it's okay. Let's open his mouth."

"No ah Rahma is not hungry."

"Now that is it? Here together, Rahma bribes Noah and Rumi. Her ashes bribe her Ummanya. It's fair to you."

Rahma chuckles. Actually he was hungry but he was determined to start a diet. Rumi and Nuha have also been trained to drink formula. Because of the age of those who have stepped on almost one and a half years.

"Let's just open your mouth and shut up."

"No, I ate it already. Later Rahma also ate" he said.

"Hm. Yes, I've continued to eat first." said Irsyad. Rahma nodded.

Very happy Rahma saw her two children eating voraciously. Even the porridge in their bowls was already clean.

"Pinter loh umma's son, eat it."

"Ikut abi does not like to choose food is umma. The leftover rice came here in the afternoon just did not want to eat it." said Irsyad who also finished his food.

"Well, how else, yesterday's leftover rice stinks of teflon rice cooker,"

"Yes, but at least don't let it be thrown away if it's not stale."

"Hehe is an ordinary mas who spends." said Rahma.

"You're this. Could be yes." Irsyad grabbed a wet tissue and rubbed the lips of Nuha and Rumi after that both of their hands.

"Already Rahma ate gih, mas want to play with them" said Irsyad while kissing both.

"Later on."

"Wait to see what Rahma is?"

"Emmm Rahma isn't hungry yet."

"It's past nine o'clock. Rahma herself is the one who always reminds the breakfast mas should not be late from nine?" ask Irsyad.

"Yes, but. Rahma?" Rahma scratched her head.

"Rahma what?"

"Want diet." The sound is so small it's almost inaudible.

"What's? Try saying it louder."

"Diets?" Take a little.

"try saying that again, I haven't heard it yet."

"The Diet of Irsyad... Rahma wants to diet" Rahma raised her voice.

"What is a diet?"

"Yes diet time doesn't know."

"Mas know dear, what does it mean to deck Rahma's diet?" ask Irsyad.

Rahma also chose to silence not to answer him. Because willing to be answered also seems to trigger a very long lecture ustadz again to him. So that it becomes Rahma's choice.