Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 90 Wedding Reception

"Om Abdar why?" Intan asked astonished as he walked in followed by Rahman behind him.

"Not why, baby, you slipped." The word Rahimah restrained laughter.

Abdar who was conscious Rahimah laughed immediately whispered. "Take a look at you tonight" he threatened.

"No fear, people are still obstacles" she replied, whispering a bold whisper.

Abdar smiled wryly, if later tonight he took revenge.

Rahimah giggled to see the face of the husband who turned wry.

"It hurts, Om?"

"Slightly," he answered short.

"Ma," call Rahman.

"Yes baby?"

"Say aunt Maryam, lunch is ready." Clearly his son conveyed the purpose of the two boys.

"Oh, yes, dear. Let's get out." Invite him while embracing Rahman and Intan.

Abdar sighed in annoyance and immediately followed into the dining room as his hand continued to pierce his bok0ng.

"Come on, let's have lunch first." Maryam said as she poured water into the glasses.

"I'm sorry Maryam, I didn't help you earlier" Rahimah did not know.

"It's okay, there's an aunt who helps" said Maryam.

"Come on everyone, we'll eat first." They also obeyed, because they were hungry.

No one spoke while eating, Maryam was told by Abdar about the habit of Rahimah and Rahman when eating in silence. Intan who also often took breakfast at the wife's house om it became accustomed.

After the meal they sat in the living room while discussing the wedding reception plans of Rahimah and Abdar.

"I heard from Adit's sister, you've been taking care of the wedding preparations, huh?" ask Maryam.

"Ah no, rather brother told brother Adit to take care of your wedding preparations?" ralat Maryam later.

Abdar just grinned not to answer, making Maryam snort annoyed. A womb that knows nothing does not dare to recite.

"Ck, you are the same brother Adit. When he takes care of himself?" resounding.

"Who said he took care of himself? There was Tomi and Hasna helping" Abdar replied quickly.

"But Adit said, he took care of himself!"

"Look at you with him."

"Emm basic brother Adit," she muttered.

"Keep the plan, brother Adit was not able to tell the news .. hunt the meeting."

"A week away."

"If so, then both Rahman and Imah lived here first. Don't mind mbak?"

Rahimah glanced at Rahman asking for an opinion, which was reciprocated by shrugging both shoulders, a sign up to him.

She glanced back at Abdar, and her husband nodded with a deep smile.

"Yes, we don't mind," Rahimah said in the end.

Hearing Rahimah's reply, Abdar smiled mysteriously. "Rahman, can we talk to you for a second?" abdar asked, looking at the son.

"Yes." Yeah." His answer was short while nodding.

"We're going to the study. We stay a while." He said while standing up and leaving.

Rahman followed in his father's footsteps, accompanied by the gazes of the three women of different generations.

"What's up, dad?"

Now both of them have sat facing the work desk as a barrier.

"It's about an empty building next to your house" Abdar said.

Rahman frowned as if he was thinking and guessing, why to discuss the building.

"Dad's been looking for information about who the owner is. And it turns out, the father's men say .. if you have the owner of the building."

Rahman kept silent on what his father would say again.

"Dad knows about my work from Om Candra."

This time Rahman was a little jolt, when his work was carried around and the name of the taekwondo teacher as well as the hacker teacher tucked in between them.

"It's okay why you said this, I just wanted to ask your consent to renovate the building."

"Mumpung y'all live here, so the workers can work. How's it?"

"But mama wants to make a boutique." Rahman argued quickly.

"Dad set that up."

"good. One more thing, don't tell your mama. It's both of us's secrets." Consider Rahman the answer to his question.

"From tomorrow, the building is in rehab. Oiya .. The plan is that you want to combine your house with that building. Don't you think it's a problem?"

"How about the button?"

Just trust your father" said Abdar sure.

"Alright," he said resignedly.

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The next days in Abdar passed was to withstand the turmoil that every day was always peaking and unbearable.

After waiting and one week of fasting, today is right on the day of her wedding reception Rahimah carries out her mandatory bath without her husband realizing it.

Aided by a trio of fragrances, Rahimah wrapped in a milky white wedding dress in line with her hijab walked into the hall where the event was held.

All pairs of eyes turned their heads and immediately admired the beauty of Rahimah. In the bridesmaid's chair stood up immediately when he knew that his companion had arrived.

Staring in awe without blinking, until his daydream disappeared as the invited guests clapped.

The bride lowered her head in shame because it became a public spectacle, until even in the guarantee he still lowered his head unable to look at his opponent.

"We stay first, yes, 'emah." said his friends.

The womb wants to forbid, but it is closed because it realizes it is impossible.

"You're beautiful, even if you don't dress up, and you're very beautiful" Abdar whispered.

There was no answer from Rahimah, the nervousness and shame of being one to make her tongue a helpless tongue.

One by one the invited guests came to give a speech, the event lasted until 12 pm.

Tired today was changed by the bliss that filled the recesses of his heart.

"You're tired, sit down."

From the time Rahimah was in the guarantee, they only sat for a while because they had to welcome the guests who say goodbye home. The feet of the womb also feel numb.

"Would you please go back to the room, the event will soon be over, too" Ustadzah Habibah in lieu of Rahimah's parents gave advice.

"Alright, then we go to the room first," Abdar said with pity to see Rahimah.

"Let's go, baby" he asked.

"Mother, I'm picking Rahman." The word Rahimah before passing away and was supported by Ustadzah Habibah.

"www." Rintih Rahimah slipped when she was in the hallway to the elevator.

"You're okay." In a hurry Abdar held back the back of Rahimah who was about to fall.

"I slipped" said Rahimah lethargic. Maybe because of fatigue to make him walk unbalanced.

"Let me carry." Abdar said he pulled her in his car.

"Eh, um." Surprised Rahimah immediately put her hand on her husband's neck.

"Here you go, shut up." Walk towards the elevator.

Resign, that's what he's doing now. Because he is exhausted. Because it was late at night so the hotel had begun to quiet, even when entering the elevator just the two of them.

"Skeletons." The door was opened by Rahimah who was still in Abdar's car.

Actually he wanted to go down when he was at the door, but Abdar refused and insisted on bringing him in.

Slowly Abdar put his wife on the bed after first locking the door of his room.

"Rest, I'll take a shower first." Abdar left it alone.

Rahimah hurriedly cleaned her makeup, and changed her clothes while Abdar was still in the bathroom.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

Rahimah gasped in shock to find the husband already standing behind her and only used a towel wrapped around her waist.

During his stay at home, he never saw Abdar spelling 4njang chest. Because every morning he went straight to the kitchen to help Maryam and auntie cook.

"Why? Do you want to touch her?" Without any cue Abdar took the hand of Rahimah and guided her, laying on her chest4.

"Mas." He was about to withdraw his hand but was arrested by Abdar.

Because of each other's pulling eventually they fell on the mattress.

"Mas," protested.

Abdar stared at Rahimah. "Are you done with your guest?" whispered Abdar rasping.

Unable to lie, Rahimah lowered her head and nodded faintly. Both corners of Abdar were perfectly raised.

"Yess," he muttered happily.

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