Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
Chapter 55

The sky is back bright. The mentari has also started to rise. Stinging the skin of mature sapodilla those who work on the streets without a roof shade.

After checking the wife to the obstetrician and find out the age of the fetus in the womb Safa. The two of them continued their journey to meet the Safa family in Babelan. This was planned before. They will visit Fatkhul Qulum's house at the same time overnight. If Afin doesn't change his mind.

The traffic light just turned green. The extremely blistering temperature outside did not melt the hue of happiness that had been radiating on the man's face since dawn.

Afin still did not expect, so soon he would be a father. In his life he had declared his faith. However, Allah SWT has given him great kindness. A belief in the presence of a baby in the midst of his happiness.

Occasionally Safa's hands in her kiss while she focuses on staring at the road that is quite crowded traffic. Maybe after this he will be even more over in the care. He did not want, the health of his wife is disturbed which will affect the health of his prospective children as well.

In Ulum's modest home, a matic car stopped, parked in front of the fence. The home page of Safa's parents is not broad, which is why Afin's car can not enter. The mostly rusted iron gate is also only able to enter the motorcycle.

From the living room, precisely in front of a glass window, a woman was sewing a school uniform belonging to a customer. His face looks bright, when he found his daughter-in-law's car.

"O Allah, Safa and Arifin!" The woman hurriedly stopped her work only to welcome the child and her daughter-in-law outside.

"Assalamualaikum–" the woman with the rectangular hijab greeted her mother. After Afin in the back with several bags of groceries containing souvenirs from Turkey.

"Walaikumsalam warahmatullah. How can I tell if I want to come?" Aida asked who hurriedly hugged Safa's body after the two kissed the middle-aged woman's back hand.

"Yes, Mom. We decided to go home quickly. Because?" She paused the words while looking at her husband. Smiling, back to my mother. "There's one reason we have to come back early" he replied later.

The middle-aged woman wearing a long-sleeved batik negligee along with a simple veil that covered the chest just nodded. No matter what the reason, their safe return made him very grateful.

Safa did deliberately not immediately tell the news of her pregnancy to Mother. For him later when all has gathered. Tonight, there is also an intention to stay. It was asked directly by Arifin himself who wanted to sleep at his in-laws' house.

"Look yuk..," he asked the two of them.

Now Safa and Arifin are sitting in a corner chair that is quite worn but still good. The woman with the rectangular hijab got back up just to check her room.

Cklaanck....

"Assalamualaikum–" muttered Safa while going inside. His room has long been unused. But the air kept coming in because his mother regularly opened and closed the window of his room.

Aida's mother came back out with her warm tea and snacks.

"You shouldn't bother, ma'am. We can make it ourselves, "Afin helped bring down two cups of tea from the top of the tray.

"No papa. Mother people who want. You're tired anyway" he said with a smile. Afin himself replied to that with a thank you.

From inside the room, Safa heard the sound of patting a foam mattress without sheets with a broomstick. Aida moved, approaching her daughter.

"Why are you speeding the mattress? Just take a break. This is let mom settle in." Aida tries to take over Safa's job but her daughter refuses.

"No papa, Mom. Just want to clean a little bit, that's a pair of sheets."

Hearing that the mother immediately felt sparkling.

"Well, do you want to stay over?" Aida asked while holding Safa's hand.

"Yes, Mom. Safa same Bang Arif want to stay here last night."

"MashaAllah...! know why not ngabarin from the beginning. It can be dried first the mattress."

"Geez, there's no need to dry the mattress, ma'am. Still comfortable kok–"

"Hemmm, yes, sit there with your husband. This is gonna let me finish."

"But I have a lot of stitches..."

The clear-eyed woman smiled. He relented, while handing over a broom specially made to clean the surface of the mattress.

"I'm sorry, Mom. So the mother who cleaned the room to sleep Safa and Bang Arif."

"Haiyih! No papa, Nduk. Rich as hell..." Kekeh the mother with enthusiasm immediately continued her work.

Safa went back outside. Approaching Afin who had apparently moved to the terrace of his house. The terrace is only coated with fine cement because the ceramic parts are only inside. The man seemed to enjoy steeping tea, made by his mother-in-law.

Slowly Safa threw her buttocks onto the surface of the chair made of iron. Right on the side of Afin is a round table in the middle.

"Abang bosen isn't in this house?"

"Boss? Why should bosen?"

"Because Safa's parents' house is narrow and?"

"No, it is!" Afin immediately denied it. "This is my wife's parents' house. Yeah, gotta be at home..." Afin smile. The man in the black hat was still holding his cup. Blow it a little and then sip it very little.

"What tea is this, huh?" Ask Afin while putting her tea cup on the sheet.

"If it's not wrong, it's Tambi tea. Father's favorite."

"Teh Tambi?"

"Yes, tea is quite famous in the Wonosobo area and its surroundings. The tea smells good, doesn't it?"

Afin nodded. "Yes, delicious. Because they enjoy it during the day. In addition to the hot water, it feels rich less just right. Enjoy it too long" he said, laughing a little.

"Well, that's the old man who lives in the village. Most often served hot drinks," Safa chimed in. He touched his own cup and felt the heat. "Let's wait till it gets cold, Bang. Because blowing drinks is actually not good."

"That's it, huh?" tanyakanya. Safa herself nodded. "Emmm, actually I want another drink."

"By, Bang. Bang Arif wants Safa to make ice?"

"Yes, I want a cold one. But, don't bother. Mineral water, as long as it's cold."

"Let me take it?"

"Yes, the Fa." The man nodded. Re-spread his gaze around when his wife had returned to the house.

This house is very simple. It has never undergone any long renovation. The model is still the type first.

He glanced at the house next to him. The house seems empty. Before this Afin had noticed that the house next door was uninhabited, and only now he saw the writing on sale.

He who feels interested immediately gets up and walks. Look at the house from the fence that is not too high.

Its breadth is the same as this house. –Nampak he thought of something, before then took out his phone. After that type one digit after another number listed as the phone number of the person who sold it.

"Don't you?" Safa called when the man had just finished typing the phone number.

"Yes?" Afin put his phone back in his pants pocket.

"What else is going on?"

"Just look around..."

"Oohs... It's cold water." Safa placed a small tray with a glass teapot filled with ice water and an empty glass. The man came up to her, sitting in the same chair.