Tahajud Love
Chapter 127 “Tahajud Cinta”

Yulian was in disbelief as she looked at the distance as Khadija stood upright in front of her eyes.

“This is God's power, Hubby. When Neng felt worried and panicked thank God gave the opportunity for Neng to stand again.” The blissful sparkle of blissful eyes flashed in Khadijah's eyes.

The same thing had been felt by Yulian as well as the others, the blissful bliss clearly enveloping them all. Even Yulian gave a hug of happiness to Khadijah.

“Hubby is happy to see Neng can stand and walk again,” said Yulian.

After breaking his arms Yulian and the others got into the car, then the car was driven on at high speed to avoid the thugs and to get to Yulian's house quickly.

During the car Yulian always grabbed Khadijah's fingers and seemed not to want to take them off. Sometimes they look at each other, stealing the attention of a teenage couple who are in the honey of love and they also ignore the people around who sit beside them, as if the others are just hitchhiking.

After a few hours they finally reached Yulian's courtyard. And after the car stopped Khadijah just went down to look for the existence of AbizzarAbizzar, then followed by others.

“Zuena,” call Humaira very slowly, but still able to be heard by Zuena.

“Iya, what's up?” asked Zuena curiously.

Humaira walked over to Zuena, in her gaze with a pushy look and looked. Making Zuena feel very uncomfortable, there was a sense of unease in Zuena when she saw Humaira's gaze.

“I want to know... about you. Can I be friends with you?”

“Please! If it wants you I wouldn't mind it either, even I would be so happy to have a friend like you, Humaira.” Zuena reviewed the smile.

Such a sweet smile makes Humaira realize that Zuena's beauty is natural without artificial. Despite still having a little jealousy towards Zuena, Humaira tries to erode her slowly until she is left.

“So...from now on we are friends.” Humaira thrust her hand.

Zuena replied, the friendship began after Zuena and Humaira shook hands with each other. Then the two entered, tracing the house so magnificent that they stopped their steps when they found the existence of all family members in the family room.

“Alhamdulillah, Abizzar only has a fever. It has also started to drop its fever.” Khadijah rubbed Abizzar's cheek, which is now a year and a half old.

“Alhamdulillah,” said Yulian was relieved.

After all knew how Abizzar was doing back then, all went into their respective rooms for a short break after feeling tired on the way. Even Tristan, Arumi and Humaira also provided a room to rest, while Zuena he chose to go to Adam's room and accompany Adam who was sitting while sulking in front of his cellphone screen.

“Hubby want to shower first or.?”

“It looks like yes, Neng. Hubby take a shower first, after which accompany Neng and Abizzar break.” Cut off Yulian while clutching Khadijah's waist.

Khadija was immediately nervous to be mixed with shame, his face he subdued to hide the shame so that Yulian did not see. However, Yulian actually manoel chin Khadijah to look back at the face of Yulian who still looks so handsome with his pointed nose as a complement.

“Why duck like that Neng, hmm?”

“It's okay, it's just Neng. Neng prepare warm water first for Hubby shower.” Khadijah immediately broke Yulian's grip and ran to the bathroom.

Yulian judged Khadijah's movements avoiding her gaze. Yulian also smiled as she shook her head slowly at Khadijah's behavior which she thought was so funny and adorable. He let Khadijah prepare warm water for him, while Yulian himself prepared a surprise for Khadijah and his other family.

“Astaghfirullahalazim apos... Hubby, ngagetin Neng only.” Khadija held her thumping chest.

Yulian deliberately stood in front of the bathroom door and the action was successful to make Khadijah surprised even, save a very deep shame. Because Yulian had taken off her clothes and only used a towel. It made Khadijah's heart beat irregularly. There was blood boiling all over Khadijah as Yulian began to approach and erode the distance between the two.

“But if Neng doesn't want Hubby won't force it either. Provided that... Neng masakin Hubby seblak ceker, still remind Hubby favorite cuisine?”

Yulian did not show a disappointing attitude or smile even though his heart was disappointed. And to keep Khadijah's mood awake, Yulian changed the topic of his conversation by asking to be made seblak ceker. So with Khadijah who immediately nodded, assuring Yulian's request.

“Alright! Neng will make his clack according to Hubby's favorite, but.” Khadijah's words hang in the air.

“Or what's Neng, hmm?”

Yulian fisted a little at his eyebrows, trying to guess what Khadijah was going to say. But Yulian could not guess it and still Khadijah opened his voice to the thing that he wanted to say earlier.

“Neng, let's say! Time yes want to play secret with her own husband, not good loh.”

Yulian tried to chase after Khadijah who had been running around his room. Fortunately Abizzar slept soundly because of the influence of fever medicine that was drunk earlier, so his sleep will not be disturbed even though the sound of jokes and laughter of his parents boomed squealing ears.

‘Now Papa is aware of all the mistakes Papa used to make against you, son. If only Papa could keep the passionate lust at that time, surely this kind of happiness you have felt from long ago without bearing the shame with an enlarged stomach.’ Alex stands behind the door of Yulian's room while condemning the mistakes made in the past.

Alex's heart drizzled again, there was a pain that made his chest tightness instantly as the shadow of the night flashed back in his eyes. The lingering regret was unable to make Alex forgive herself.

“Opa Alex, why is it in front of your room door?” ask Arjuna who passed by there.

Alex immediately wiped away her tears after hearing Arjuna's voice coming from behind her body. Then Alex turned her body and looked at Arjuna so as not to put any suspicion on her.

“No Arjuna, Opa just wanted to ask your Abi that. If you want to become a convert that anything is needed at once when Opa can do it.” That's exactly what Alex wanted to see Yulian for.

“Oh that problem.” Arjuna was bearded, understanding what Alex meant. “Opa ready for prayer equipment that Opa Alex bought yesterday. The problem when can be done later let Arjuna say the same Abi.”

“Alright! Then Opa would like to go back to the room just prepare everything. Hopefully the event will be easier later.” Alex pats Arjuna on the shoulder.

Arjuna commented on their smile, a sign of happiness that had enveloped an Arjuna. Because unexpectedly Alex can turn into a better person. Even Alex also wanted to become a convert, enjoy the beauty of Islam after getting guidance from Allah SWT.

After Alex was gone and was not seen by Arjuna's sight, Arjuna knocked on Yulian's door. And soon Yulian opened the door, and the conversation began.

“We can do this afternoon too, Juna. You and Ahtar... Abi assigned to invite santri in the hut your mother taught first. And kitchen problems let Abi ask your Mother to take care of it with Light.” The light Yulian was able to receive by Arjuna.

Arjuna nodded, a sign he already understood. Then Arjuna went to look for Ahtar's whereabouts. And as he passed by Adam's room, Arjuna overheard a conversation between Adam and Zuena.

“Zuena, I ask you one more time. Please answer honestly! Do you love Doctor Ahtar?”

Adam's gaze sharpened, he did not want Zuena to lie to the feeling in his heart. Although tucked in the word impossible can unite with Ahtar, but the soul mate will never know how to go ahead.

“Why are you asking that again, Adam? Didn't I tell you that I don't love her.” Zuena again dodged, hiding the feeling of love that grew in her heart.

Adam let out a long sigh, he knew very well how Zuena could keep the heart and control the heart so that no one knew how the feeling of love had grown in the heart of a Zuena. Adam could not force Zuena to confess his love. Since it was useless, Zuena would close the meeting.

‘Is it true that Zuena does not love Ahtar? Then... that look I like, but why compare back to what he said? I'd better just ask Ahtar,’ Inner Arjuna.

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