SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Mulligroup
...Part 45's...
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“Pak, Mr. Ustadznya has come”.
“Already? Well I'll be there”. Zain stopped his chat with one of his business partners after the housekeeper he had been holding a few weeks ago suggested that Mr. Ustadz who would be able to perform their thanksgiving had arrived. Well, tonight at their residence will soon take place do’a and sholawatan together, thanks for the pregnancy of the wife.
“For a while yes, I am ahead first”. Zain rushed to the main door, welcoming Ustadz who was accompanied by Reza.
“Assalamualaikum Ustadz..”. Zain slapped Ustadz Adam's hand, and the boy took Zain into his arms.
“Please enter Ustadz”.
Zain escorted Ustadz Adam to the central room where the thanksgiving would be live, where it was filled with family, close and distant relatives, and also business associates. Zain made sure that everyone he knew was present tonight, because he wanted to introduce his wife to everyone, tell them that he was married, no one knows except his family and his closest friend Reza.
Rini, their art nodded in understanding after Zain asked him to bring Zareen, the future mother of his children to come down. Zareen walked slowly with Rini down the stairs, wearing a white robe with a matching hijab, and there pinned three pearls to make the sad-faced woman look so beautiful, the future mother was so glowing with a thin sweet smile adorning her lips. He was nervous, counting the number of steps he stepped on, getting closer, more nervous, afraid, and anxious, in front of the crowd, whether he deserved to be next to the husband, who was so perfect.
He lifted his eyes, everyone looked at him, and also those eyes, the gazes of lovers who looked at him in awe, their gazes met, as the husband who was far away there smiled so sweetly at him, his heart warmed up, his heart warmed up, he sighed and continued to walk, until he arrived. Zain took Zareen's hand and helped her sit next to him. “God, my son would be as beautiful as what if his mother were just like this”. The whisper of Zain in the ear of his wife who managed to make the wife back down embarrassed. Zain simply watched all of that with a fluffy smile, he clasped tightly onto Zareen's hand then began to speak.
“Assalamualaikum wr..”.
“Waalaikumsalam wr...”
“Thank you to all the invited guests who have been pleased to leave time to attend this thanksgiving, especially Mr. Ustadz, thank you very much sir, for your time”. Ustadz Adam smiled and nodded in thanks to Zain.
“As stated in the invitation, that this is a thanksgiving event for my wife's pregnancy”. Zain looked at his beloved, with a tightened grip. “Asheqo Zareen, the woman I married one year ago”. Zain paused his words, now his gaze turned soft, looking into the wife's eyes. “Not many know about our marriage, due to the circumstances of my wife at that time, she was sick, and needed intensive care, he said, so I had to take him to Germany the day after our contract was done”. Zain felt his congested heart, as he recalled all of those events. He nodded and sighed as his woman rubbed her palm and smiled, channeling calmness. He calmed down, and continued again, “Alhamdulillah after undergoing various series of treatment, my wife can go through all that, and now she has returned to a better state. Therefore I ask his prayer from all of us for the health of my wife, and also our child-to-be. May always be in the care of God, and God bless our little family this”.
“Aamiin yes robbal alamiin..”. Everyone present maried, then after Zain closed with his greetings, Ustadz Adam began to lead the way to sholawat and read do’a together.
“Congratulations Mr. Director, may his Mother and Baby be in good health all”
“Congratulations sir, may always be in the care of Allah”
“Congratulations Sir, may all the carcasses until nati” delivery
“Thank you gentlemen, may all the good prayers that you ask Allah for, and Allah alone will repay you all”.
“Congratulations bro, I want to be the father of this person, do not kayak bocil again”. Reza patted Zain on the back as if a sister was giving advice to her sister.
“What you said, the leak was you, casually say people”
“Anged,, Angry, it's who leaked ha”
“Awas...”
“Mas..”.
He switched on wife, “Iya dear?”
“Truly like a boy deh”
“You heard Reza's words just now?”
“Iya like a boy, a little angry, a little angry, very hot easy”
“Is whichever deck, not really it, Mas angry just to Reza alone, to the other is not, let alone the same kamu”.
“Ish Mas this ha ha”. Zareen laughed and pinched her husband's waist which she thought was sometimes like this boy.
All the invited guests have returned to their homes, now they stay. Ningsih had fallen asleep in the guest room with Gema, Zain and Zareenpun climbed into their room.
Zain invited the wife to pray sunnah first, and as usual after that they will pray together with khusu’.
“Aamiin yes arobbal aalamiin”.
Zain turned his seat to his mother, Zareen stretched his hand and kissed the back of her husband's hand, Zain rubbed his wife's head and kissed her forehead, which he used to do after they prayed together.
“Dek, healthy yes, should be strong, just adek should rest a lot, do not be tired again doing the work of the house, just leave everything the same Rini, can not stress, do not think much okay”.
“Iya Mas, Iza do all the orders of this father-to-be, except one”
“Loh said everything, how come there is one?”
“Iya Mas, this one there is the exception”
“What's tu?”
“Za will not be busy for home affairs, but for Mas still, who washed Mas clothes it remains Iza, can not Rini”
“Why dear,,,? Everything can be Rini”
“Except Mas, everything about Mas is the responsibility of Iza, still Iza, others can be Rini, this one can not be. Za wants to just smell Za's hand on her shirt Mas he he he”
Zain chuckled, now he understood his wife's intentions, and indeed the man would have preferred if everything about him was taken care of by his wife, the attention that arises because of the wife's sense of responsibility, will strengthen the existing sense, affection and love.
Zain laughs yes, then repeat kissing the wife's forehead, “I Love You Darling”
“Love You To Masnya Iza”.
TO BE CONTINUE
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