
Early in the morning Dhiwa was ready to go to work, he deliberately left early because he wanted to visit Mira first.
"Where is Dad going in the morning? " ask Mirna astonished.
"Dad wants to leave early bun, because there is business first, you who deliver the children first yes" he replied and kissed Mirna's lips and rushed away.
"Dad, no breakfast first? " ask Mirna.
"Later in the office, I leave first. Assalamu'alaikum" Dhiwa left on his bike.
Mirna felt confused, because her husband these few days looks a bit different. Tika wakes up looking for her father.
"Where's mother's father? " tanya tika while rubbing her eyes.
"Dad's gone, baby, let's take a bath, let's have breakfast" asked Mirna, not forgetting she woke Alvaro.
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Dhiwa Arriving at Mira's house, she rang the bell before Mira opened the door.
"Assalamu'alaikum deck" said Dhiwa.
"Wa'alaikumussalam mas" replied Mira.
Dhiwa went in and put the porridge on the table, "How are you on the deck? Still vomiting? " ask Dhiwa worried.
"Still mas but not too often" answered Mira listlessly.
"Breakfast used to drink the medicine again" Dhiwa took the porridge and painstakingly fed Mira. Mira is deeply moved by Dhiwa's very responsible attitude towards her.
After eating, Dhiwa offered drugs and vitamins to Mira, Mira took them.
"You rest at home, don't go to the store first. Remember not to be tired first" Dhiwa ordered.
"Yes" answered Mira briefly.
Dhiwa brought her face closer to Mira's stomach, then kissed her.
"Assalamu'alaikum son of papa, take care of mama yes because papa wants to make a living first for you" whispered Dhiwa.
Mira just smiles while holding Dhiwa's hair, Dhiwa raises her face and kisses Mira's forehead, a long and deep kiss.
Mira closed her eyes feeling a warm sigh in her body, Dhiwa released her kiss and looked at Mira.
"Mas loves you deck, until anytime" he said sincerely.
Mira looked at Dhiwa's eyes, no lies were seen in either eye.
"Job first yes, if you want something you just contact the mas yes" he ordered. Mira just nodded then she kissed Dhiwa takjim's hand.
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Ridwan comes to Mira's shop along with Mutia, when he reaches the store he does not see his sister's whereabouts.
"Mira didn't come here Sin? " sanyanya.
"No sir, Mira's tea says it's not healthy anymore" replied Sintia.
"Tumben she's not telling you" muttered Ridwan, while Mutia was feeling a little panicked fearing her husband was suspicious of Mira's condition.
"How does the rame shop continue? " tanyanya's back.
"Alhamdulillah sir anyone who comes shopping" replied Sintia.
"Thankfully, then we'll excuse you first" said Ridwan then immediately leave.
Ridwan and Mutia get in the car, Ridwan pulls out his phone to call Mira but Mutia holds him back.
"Who do you want to call? " tanyanya pura.
"You call Mira, you want to ask her how she is" replied Ridwan.
Mutia is restless, she is afraid that her husband knows about Mira's problems and is angry with Mira.
'Oh Allah, may my worries not happen' he whispered in his heart.
Soon the phone was connected, though,
"Assalamu'alaikum aa" said Mira across the street.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, did you go to the store, said Sintia you are sick? " ask Ridwan worried.
"Father, Mira just got in the wind" Mira lied.
"Do you need your brother-in-law to accompany you at home? " said Ridwan.
"No need, Mira does not want to bother Mutia tea, Mira is fine insya Allah tomorrow is healthy" said Mira.
"Yes, if there is anything you have a yes, do not feel alone" said Ridwan then decided the phone.
Mira shed tears, feeling guilty for lying to her brother.
"I'm sorry Mira aa, Mira has not dared to tell the truth" Mira muttered sobbing.