Selebgram Insaf For The Solehah
The extra part 2

Qonni, who had been waiting for a message for a long time while holding back his longing for Aaron, grabbed a pillow to hug. His finger still did not dare to open the message, while his eyes sparkled looking at the device in hand. Until the flashlight on the screen of the phone dims and then dies.

He pressed the side button to turn it back on. Before the message came in, it made him laugh.

[You can't sleep, right? Outside again talking about important things.]

Okay, it's time to retaliate. It feels enough to stall for a while, while the hands have been itching to reply.

[Why suddenly ask forward, A'?] Qonni replied with a question sentence, which before long his two ticks instantly turned blue. Then it looks like the word typing under the writings of A' Aaron. The duration of waiting for a reply this time is longer, which can be guessed if the young man in sebrang is writing a sentence that is quite long.

Tiiiing!

Qonni who has not been out of his chat directly read the message.

[I know, you might still want to enjoy your single time longer. However, sometimes longing makes us lose common sense. I hope you don't feel burdened by the arrival of my family, Ayu. I'm not forcing you here. But don't get me wrong if I look away from you.]

The girl with quite thick eyebrows nodded in understanding. It was as if Aaron was talking directly to him until he reflexively moved his head.

[There's something I want to say again, Yu.] The next message came back, which then made the girl's forehead wrinkled.

Qonni: [What, A'?]

Aaron: [Oh, I said. It's about where we live after it's legal. About, you're not willing if we stay at Ummi's house?]

Quite a long time Qonni read the message even repeatedly. For a moment he forgot, if married must definitely live together. He has not even prepared himself to get out of this house after getting married.

Aaron: [Ummi is not maksa, anyway. If we don't live with him, it doesn't matter either. However, I'm the youngest, Yu. I don't know why I can't get out of my house. I hope you understand this. And be willing to come with me to stay here.]

The two eyeballs on the lashes were still stunned, looking at the flat object on the pillow inside the lap. As the youngest child, he also could not be far from Father and Mother. In fact, sometimes Qonni still likes to behave like a child who if it is difficult to sleep then he must be embraced by his mother. And after marriage, suddenly have to move out of this new room? Is he capable?

Aaron: [Do you mind, do you?]

A follow-up message from Aaron made the sweet girl again realize, that she had not at all replied to a chat message from Aaron.

"Bismillah" he muttered as he typed something.

Qonni: [I will be a wife. And is not the best of wives obedient to her husband. InshaAllah, I'm ready, A'. If you have to come and stay at A'a's house.]

The smile of the young man began to rise. Men who are sleeping on their back on the bed with the left arm as a cushion feel relieved. In the past, when he proposed to Zahra and asked her to stay at his mother's house the girl immediately refused without thinking first. And now he was delighted to find an answer from Qonni that was in line with his expectations. Aaron returned the last message from the future wife.

Aaron: [Alhamdulillah, please be sincere with me. InshaAllah, I will try to make you comfortable. Although there may still be a gap for me to make mistakes, but hopefully you can be patient with anything. Because the wedding I know doesn't always run on a silk tapestry.]

Again the girl who was still wearing her instant hijab nodded. It was as if he was talking directly to Aaron. He then replied with a ready answer that made Aaron more convinced to interfere with him. The young man again arched a smile before ending this conversation via chat. And after that put the device on the nightstand, before returning to its original position. Sleep on your back while looking at the ceiling.

"Who...! It will be difficult to sleep again. Ayy...Ayy!"

Aaron changed his position, tilted right while hugging the pillow. Until the time shows that nine o'clock Ummi and A' Mukhlis have not returned home. Perhaps on his way, he then got up before taking the ablution water. Preparation for bedtime, because the young man never sleeps late at night so at this hour he already feels drowsiness that as much as possible he will not be able to bear.

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"Here, son." The middle-aged man held out a piece of fifty thousand money after half-running after his youngest daughter.

"Still Qonni in pocket money. I've got my first paycheck, Dad. So for pocket money there is no need anymore."

Ulum sighed, hearing those words as if making his heart pinch. He even lowered his hand in a daze. And when Qonni realized that, the girl who was already sitting on his motor matic then got up.

"Sorry, Dad. Qonni's words offend, huh?"

The man wearing the same uniform as his daughter shook his head. From both the net looks glazed.

"Dad just still wants to give pocket money to you. Because after this, no one else asked for pocket money to dad anymore."

"Well, how did you say that? Kan Qonni so how." The girl who had decorated her face with thin makeup was immediately teary.

"Father's kids are all grown up. Just yesterday, I led you to learn the way." Ulum rubbed his two watery eyes.

Oh, my God, Dad. Is this the reason Dad asked A' Aaron to patiently wait. –batin Qonni while rubbing his Father's arm was soothing.

If you think about it, it was when Safa just passed her Jeda long enough to get her soul mate. While not long ago he lost his eldest daughter, the youngest would instead follow soon.

"It!" Ulum grabbed Qonni's hand and put the fifty thousand into his palm. "Just have your salary on the tube. As long as you don't get any other men. Keep asking for snacks with Dad. Understand?!"

Qonni shed tears, clenching his lips as tightly as possible. Then nod.

"There, go. Be a good educator for your students with sincerity."

The girl with the veil matching the clothes she was wearing hurriedly grabbed her father's hand. He kissed her three times.

"Thank you, Dad. Thank you for being the best dad in the world to me. Qonni is very dear, same father. I'm still the first love of my life."

"Yes, son." Smile Ulum. One hand rubbed the head of the hijab-wearing girl.

"Qonni go first. Assalamualaikum, once again thanks for the snacks. Don't forget to go home, the cakwe that's on the school deck dad, huh?"

"Yes, I'll buy you a lot of portions."

"Heheh! Are we the culinary? I just got paid."

"Ready, ready! want poor meatballs, or satayan. Whatever you do, please eat. We'll go on a date together."

"Promise, huh?"

"No promise, too, anyway. Depends on your mother's mood. If he cooks a lot, what? I'll have a lecture later."

Qonni laughing. The blue atmosphere was instantly gone. The girl also nods to understand the character of her mother who likes to manyun when it is cooked but the children and her husband even snack outside. Well, maybe he'll be like that to Aaron and the kids later. Not long after, the girl said goodbye. While Dad rushed in to pick up the bag and put up his shoes.