Pledge of Love Ustadz Irsyad
the morning hours (extra part 4)

In the morning Ulum was bathing his two-year-old son eight months. Aida prepares her breakfast in the morning.

While laughing and occasionally screaming so happy when the father was watering him with warm water, Ulum also moved and grabbed a towel nearby and then crouched back.

"Agi aya, ail na agi." (again father, water again) Shafa pointed towards the water tap while jumping up and down.

"father's clothes are wet, so si siramin water to the father. Already yuk, later in temurin mother loh, ade also already cold. Here use the towel first yes, later in the afternoon we play water again."

"Na au aya... Afa au andi," (Ngga wants father, Shafa wants to take a shower) He said as he continued to jump around intending to reach the tap water trying to turn it himself but not until. Ulum chuckled. He just covered his daughter's body and carried her.

"Na au aya, afa au ail.... Au ail." (No father, Shafa wants water... Want water) those little feet just kept swinging. Asking his father to lower his body again, he turned on the water tap and filled the bath bucket.

"Had a habit if asked to take a hard bath, the turn has hit the new water do not want to stop." Aida bobbing head. When Ulum passed by with his daughter who kept shouting refused to be taken out of the bathroom cubicle. He also continued his work.

After finishing preparing a simple breakfast, Aida approached Ulum and Shafa in their room.

"Breakfast is ready. Just get dressed, it's past six."

"Yes dear." Ulum kissed Shafa's cheek and then moved.

"Dek Shafa eats with yuk's mother." take Aida who then holds Shafa.

Ulum smiled he spit to poke his wife's waist, teasing. Making Aida gasp and rounding her eyes at Ulum who immediately chuckled.

In the living room that now has a sofa chair Aida feeds her daughter. Although only a corner chair of wood that is not soft, it is much better than having a continuous lesehan instead. They have lived in that house for over two years. Their house is not so empty now. All thanks to the hard work of Ulum, and Aida's clever in managing finances.

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After a few minutes Ulum is ready with a typical teacher's clothes, his hair has been neatly combed. He walked out and sat down in the living room chair, with fried rice and a glass of sweet tea on the table.

Indeed, they have not had a table and chairs for a complete meal in the kitchen. After all for Aida and Ulum eating in any room is the same. The important thing is comfortable and delicious.

After finishing eating his dishes Ulum went back into his room a few seconds and then came out again.

"Mom', where's dad's socks?" ask Ulum.

"In the usual place well, in the bottom shelf cabinet," replied Aida.

"No ma'am, try to find me I've been looking for him."

"Don't make it up, I just put it there yesterday."

He went into his room again. Looking for her socks. "My kind wife, help your mas this yes, because her socks do not meet."

"Ck, this Ulum mas. Habits are." Aida took Shafa and walked into their room.

"Here hold Shafa first. If you see her socks, watch out." Aida hands Shafa to Ulum. Then crouch.

And sure enough it did not take long, Ulum's black socks were already in his hands.

Ulum cengengesan, saw his wife standing while holding her socks.

"This is what dad?" ask Aida.

"Magical, meet that person. Hehe."

"Dad, scream with your mouth anyway. Try to find the real one first." Aida grunts.

Ulum peeked Aida's cheek "In truth, the most intelligent creatures looking for the lost items are a mother and a wife. Hehe.

It's only natural for my husband to be unable to find the missing item."

"That one father of this one is yes."

"Pinter. It's Ulum." Ulum chuckles. While Aida was shaking her head. He again grabbed Shafa and took him out. Which was followed by Ulum who also stepped out. Sitting in his chair to wear his socks and shoes.

"Wow, where's my bag?"

Aida breathed. "Open the trunk of the motor. There's gotta be."

He left his house and opened the trunk of his motorcycle. While chuckling Ulum closed the trunk of his motorbike again.

"Isn't it?" Aida from inside the house.

"Yes my great wife—" Ulum replied as he scratched.

Another thing with the other happy family. Let us turn from Babelan to the Beautiful Hope.

Turn the clock to an hour before.

Because in the morning a mother of two children was busy pacing from the kitchen to the room, then down again to the living room. Makes Irsyad feel confused to see his wife is acting like an iron that likes to pacing.

"What's up? Find what, baby?" ask Irsyad. Kala Rahma was already nearby, lifting up the sofa cushions one by one.

"Find Mas hijab." Rahma approached Irsyad. "Try to stand up first. Times the position." Pinta Rahma to her husband sitting in front of the television with Nuha and Rumi.

"It is impossible the position of the deck, the time yes mas nge sitin hijab is not felt."

"Issshhhh try to stand up first."

"Astaghfirullah," Irsyad moved on. "There isn't, is there? If you sit, it will be hard."

"Duuuhhh where the hell is it?" Rahma scratched her head, looking irritated as if. Irsyad's gaze turned on a dining table chair and sighed.

"Dek," Call Irsyad.

"What the hell is mas. Don't bother Rahma just yet." He was still busy looking for his hijab even to the living room.

"Dek Rahma—" Call Irsyad.

"Yes a moment, Rahma is looking for Rahma's hijab."

"Daddy, here for a minute."

"Hiiiisssshhh yes yes, this is yes." Rahma was standing near Irsyad.

"See. That's what?" show Irsyad directing a dining table chair.

"Astaghfirullah was there anyway." Rahma walked quickly towards the kitchen. Irsyad is following.

"Dek Rahma this how the hell, mas will say, looking for something if using emotions, goods in front of the eyes will also not be seen."

"Duhhh, yes yes... Yes, Rahma has to go to the stall."

"You buy what else. Rahma's deck was not already from the stall, was it?"

"Yes, I bought a flavoring, and I don't know if the salt runs out."

"Well, why didn't you deck once?"

"And Rahma said to me, if Rahma didn't do it." He said as he stepped out after wearing his hijab.

"Dek wait, try here to see first what else is lacking. Your habits. Every cook must go back and forth to the stall there is less. Check everything first you just went to the stall."

"Yes yes." Rahma checked everything.

"The full season isn't?" ask Irsyad.

"Ketumbar abis kaya. Ahhh candlenut too." he murmured.

"really right? The ingredients that need to be bought. Don't go back to the shop."

Rahma chuckles. Then kissed her husband's cheek. "Yes yes I have recorded in the brain, Rahma will not go back again hehehe. Assalamu'alaikum Rahma to the stall first yes."

"Getishalam." Answer Irsyad. He also stepped back to his two children. Only a few seconds Rahma came back in.

"What else deck? How back?"

"Rahma's wallet is missing" he said as he continued to step in to retrieve his wallet.

"Astaghfirullahalazim, Rahma...Rahma..." Irsyad bobbing head.

It was like that to the ripples of the two happy families. Hehe.

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Extra parts still exist... So just wait for hehehehe....