
Saturday is coming..
Ardi was cooking breakfast for him and Najma, he was baking sausages and making omelets, as well as vegetable salads, as well as mashed potatoes.
Najma was cleaning up, because Ardi was on guard Saturday in a public hospital, so he could help Najma do homework.
"Mas, cook what? It was so sweet, so kissed here," cried Najma from the living room, apparently sweeping.
"You've come here, you've been mateng, yuk breakfast," said Ardi while bringing two dishes to the dining table.
Najma who finished sweeping immediately kept her hygiene tools. And ran to the kitchen to wash his hands and soon followed Ardi who was ready to have a dining table.
"Ma shaa Allah, Alhamdulillah, given the husband's living, hmm the fragrance, ma shea Allah, smart to cook also Mas," Najma pulled the dining chair and sat in front of Ardi.
"Ga lost the marriage to me, baby,"
"Hemm" Najma stood up from her chair and spontaneously kissed Ardi's cheek, as a gift for her cooking this morning.
Ardi could only smile broadly at his wife's behavior.
"What will I wear?"
"Wear the white color of the bone,"
"I don't have that color,"
"Relax Babe, I'm ready in the closet"
"When to buy? I don't know.."
"Yesterday stopped by convection, there's one left that's your size,"
"Hmm, what a sweet my husband, this,"
"Udah eaten gih, cold hunt, not good later,"
"Ah yes, but it's a pity to be eaten, it's made by Mas Ardi, if I can laminate, I frame, ah.."
Ardi just smiled again hearing it. They then ate voraciously, and after that Najma cleaned the kitchen and dining table, while Ardi washed the dishes.
"Mas, let me do it,"
"Dear God, please help my wife once in a while,"
"Hmm, what a dream husband, anyway" said Najma while hugging Ardi from behind. Of course after the dining table and kitchen table clean kinclong again.
"Bab Babe Fishing?" Ardi felt something on his back.
"Nggaaak," cried Najma then ran up the stairs.
Then Najma sat down at the dressing table, applying moisturizer and sunscreen, and then she wiped the powder. Ardi, who finished washing dishes and cooking utensils, entered the room. When he saw Najma dressed up, Ardi's idea came to cover Najma.
He kissed Najma's newly-wiped cheek.
"Mas, I just got some powder," Najma looked annoyed. But Ardi did not heed it, he still kissed Najma's cheeks.
"Baby, plis,"
"Babe, I asked, who are you grooming? Make me, right?"
"Yes for Mas, but this will meet with the wives of doctors, even though it is covered in a veil, if there is a chance to fit in an all-female room I also definitely open the veil, his wife is doctor Ardi Abdurrahman Sholih neurosurgery specialist face kucel, permission I use powder dong,"
"Yes, too, okay, use some powder, and and beautiful, and sorry baby, I was just kidding, ah, I changed my clothes first,"
Ardi then changed clothes with long-sleeved kurta in white and black pants according to the dress code of the event later.
Najma, who had finished dressing up, turned her body to the closet as well, was stunned to see her husband wearing a watch.
"Mas, don't go yuk, I don't want you to be seen by many people, ma'a, Allah looks like,"
"What do you want to do later?" Najma was curious.
"Let's see Babe, you change your clothes first, I'll take the car,"
"Okay Mas" said Najma, then Ardi went out of the room and went down to their car garage and heated his car engine, then slightly cleaned the outside of his car with a duster.
Soon Najma was ready, and they set off for the hospital airlangga medika.
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The inauguration of the airlangga mosque was held in the courtyard of the mosque located behind the main building of the hospital. There already stands a large tent and stage where the director of the hospital, the chairman of the committee and the chairman of the mosque takmir gave his speech. In front of the stage were already rows of chairs, on the right for female invited guests, and on the left for male invited guests. The five leading lines are the remaining vip invitation seats for invited hospital employee representatives.
Several invitations appeared to have been present when Ardi and Najma entered the tent, Yudha and her papa mama greeted them.
"Assalamualaikum Om Rendra, aunt Helena, Yudha," said Ardi.
"Waalaikumusalam Ardi, how are you?" Rendra asked the news of the son of his best friend and also the friend of his son (duh how the author, so Rendra and Rahman, as well as Helena and Hamida are friends, and also friends, also Ardi and Yudha their sons became lawhordship as well).
"Alhamdulillah good Om" said Ardi.
"Well, get comfortable here, Om will go upstairs for a while," Rendra then left them.
"Najma too, ma'am shaa Allah," Helena said hello.
"Yes Auntie, I said there's Aunt Helena here too, so I'm coming, too,"
"Yes Najma, it's the Doctor's wives, I know them" Helena said. Najma looked at her husband first as if asking for permission to follow Helena, Ardi who knew her meaning smiled and nodded her head.
Najma walked with Helena to the sitting vip invitations, where she was introduced by invitation and the wives of the doctors present.
"Udah will not be lost bini lu, so look at it," chirped Yudha who saw Ardi whose eyes continued to follow Najma away.
"Hahaha, yes Yudha," Ardi only realized.
"Sit here" Ardi sat next to Yudha.
"Where are you ready to read the Quran?"
"Yes, God is ready,"
"Ah it's ustadz Adhim has come, we greet him," Yudha said when he saw Ustadz Adhim with one of his worshipers getting out of the car.
"Assalamualaikum Ustadz" said Yudha and Ardi.
"Waalaikumusalam," said Ustadz Adhim then they shake hands.
"There's doctor Ardi too," Ustadz Adhim greeted Ardi.
"Yes Ustadz, I also work at Yudha's family hospital,"
"Oh so much Allah,"
"Please sit Ustadz," pinta Yudha when the MC has gone up to the stage sign that the event is starting soon.
The show was started by the MCs by reading basmallah together. Then he called Ardi to read the Quran.
"The next way is the recitation of the holy verse of the Quran, to Doctor Ardi Abdurrahman Sholih neurosurgery specialist, the time and place we submit.
Ardi went up on stage towards the pulpit, all eyes on him. Still can not believe the famous doctor friendly and deft in the operating room it can teach.
Ardi read the taawudz, with his beautiful voice which is the Lord's will, able to bewitch all the audience to solemnly listen to him, then read the basmallah, and he read the letter of Al Fath verses 1-10. Without reading, because he memorized it.
"Inna fatana laka fat-siam mubena," he read verse one, and so on...
Najma said, 'Ah turns out Yudha asked for help in this, hmm ma shaa Allah, my husband, and behind me heard many whispers about him, oh sadly,'