Reaching the Moon
Chapter 50

It was a pretty sunny morning on holiday. A man is spoiled with his wife who is increasingly seen contained in her seven-month pregnancy.

With Nizwa's thighs propped up on the mattress while leaning against the head of the bed, Arfan lay down while feeling the small movements caused by their baby-to-be.

"Sister, are you ready to name our future child?" asked Nizwa while gently rubbing the husband's head.

"Already, Honey. I even have five names. Do you want to hear? Let you choose one of them" replied Arfan who followed the question.

"A lot of it, brother. You're the one who chooses, I'm spoiled."

"All right, sweetie."

Both of them were silent for a moment.

"Sister, do you think that Kak Nizam's surprise worked?" nizwa looked down at her husband.

"I think it worked. If not, he must have gone berserk with you because of that idea," replied Arfan as he rubbed the cheek of Nizwa's temphem.

"Hopefully, and may they soon be blessed with children."

Just as Nizwa said that, her phone suddenly rang. The pregnant woman began to worry when she saw the name listed on the flat object screen.

"Sister, Brother Nizam called. Let's not say he wants to run amok because the plan failed," Nizwa said while showing her phone to Arfan.

"Try lifting, it should, anyway, not. It's been a few minutes" Arfan replied.

Nizwa then picked up the phone not forgetting she turned on her loud speaker mode. He hoped that not the anger or grunts he would hear this time but the happy voice of his brother.

"Assalamu 'alaikum, brother."

"Sir, what are those pads?"

"Huh?" For a moment Nizwa did not understand what Nizam meant.

"Slayers, Decks. Moon said, winged pads are most suitable for him if again M, there is indeed such an item? Can you fly, dong?" nizam asked, confused.

Nizwa immediately held back her laughter hearing the brother's question. Already he can be sure, his desire to have a nephew must be pushed back first

"Don't ask the seller, they know. I can't explain in words" Nizwa said, laughing softly.

"Geez, please, Deck. Yes, turn off the phone, even more dizzy me."

The call was cut off. Nizwa and Arfan who heard everything immediately laughed out loud.

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Meanwhile, I don't know how long Nizam has been pacing around in a minimarket. He was confused looking for objects called pads, understandably, since childhood he did not like watching TV so that some ads about pads he never saw.

Nizam even read one by one the goods in the minimarket, maybe he found the word 'clad'. Men's efforts are not in vain, after reading dozens of product names, he actually met with a product that read 'pads'.

"Alhamdulillah, I've finally found you!" his cheers were happy as he lifted up a pack of pads as if he had found a treasure. He was not even aware that at this moment all eyes had been looking towards him.

"Allahu akbar, this is even more embarrassing than asking the seller," he said slowly while hitting his head slowly.

"Wait a minute, is this winged?" Nizam immediately realized something.

He saw all the brands of pads that were in front of him. However, because he did not want to be more confused, the man also chose the brand of pads with the most expensive price. He believes, in addition to the quality is good, of course it is equipped with the best wing facilities ever, even though it is not up to the wits.

After traveling for a few minutes by riding his motorcycle, Nizam arrived home. He immediately ran towards the room where the Moon was lying down while holding his painful stomach.

"Darling, I've brought you what you need" said Nizam, then sat down next to his wife and handed him his groceries.

"Thank you, Mom," said Moon slowly then immediately ran around carrying the little plastic into the bathroom.

However, just a few seconds passed, the Moon came back out of the bathroom and called her husband.

"Loh, why? That's the best sanitary pad equipped with wings, right?" ask Nizam.

"Yes, Mas. It's a sanitary pad, but a panty-model napkin. Sand for the one that only comes the moon."

"No, I'm not going to sand it, honey. You, right, can take longer."

"No way, Mom. The bandage should be used 4-6 hours only, so that cleanliness and humidity are maintained."

"Oh, that, yeah. Should I go back to buying it?" ask Nizam.

"It doesn't matter, Mas. Let me use one first, we'll go shopping together. The rest I will use if I breathe," said Moon and immediately surprised to hear the sound of Nizam booming.

"Aamiin O Allah" said Nizam.

The two stared at each other for a moment, then in the next second, they bowed down and smiled shyly like a pair of lovers who had just fallen in love.

"Come in, we'll go to my father's house in the afternoon to give thanks to the orphans for my return. I want to show you something too."

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In A city, Aura had just finished examining the last patient in her room. The woman's body felt very tired and sleepy. Since Nizam left in a state of anger, he was really haunted by guilt until sleep was difficult.

"Do I have to go to town B to apologize for everything as father and mother suggested? But I was really embarrassed just to show my face in front of them, especially the Moon." Aura rubbed her face rough, then held onto her throbbing head.

"I have really ruined my iffah and izzah as a woman. Basic bod0h!" he said he was cursing himself with regrets.

Tok tok tok tok

Aura immediately confirmed her position and the look on her face when she heard the knocking on the door. "Yes, comein!"

"Excuse me, Doctor Ma'am. As usual, I want to deliver this flower," said a teenager while giving a sprig of carnation flowers.

Aura looked at the flower for a moment then turned her head towards the vase on her desk that contained some of the same flowers. I don't know, how many times he got a flower from a different teenage boy after a foreign man gave the same flower first. He took a deep breath and received the flower.

"Who exactly is this from?" asked Aura with eyebrows that were almost interlocked.

"From my boss, Doctor Ma'am," replied the teenager.

"Who's your boss? Please take me to see him!" aura pinta. The teenage boy was unwilling to comply with Aura's request.

Judging from the style of dress, the teenager looked stylish thug style, with torn jeans, and using earrings, and tattoos on his arms, although a little.

They continued to walk until they were in front of the VIP room where the teenage boss was being cared for. When he entered, a familiar voice in his ears sounded while advising some people.

"You guys, I've facilitated to enjoy a comfortable and colorful life, instead of creating harm and damage. If you can't manage, I'm gonna forcefully get you out of my biker gang."

Deghs

Aura's heart began to beat fast hearing the word motorcycle gang. It's enough that his past was destroyed because of the actions of the motorcycle gangs before, this time he did not want the same thing to happen again to him.

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NOTE: In sharia, izzah is chastity or glory, a woman's dignity and honor as a Muslim. While iffah is holding or how to maintain purity and glory. In a word, to refrain completely from the things that Allah forbids.

(Good.sindonews.com)