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Qifty opened his eyes slowly as the dawn prayer began to reverberate. Slowly he rose from his sleep holding his painful and throbbing head.

"Astaghfirullah, it seems like I really had an alcoholic drink last night, then what about my prayers? Will my prayers really not be accepted for 40 days?" lirih Qifty was so worried. "Aaaakh, who has dared to do it to me?" the woman shouted and then regained consciousness if she was already in her room.

"Wait first? Who brought me here?" Qifty started trying to remember what happened to him that night. Khalid's face flashed through his memory.

"Did he really bring me here?" his monologue then observed the condition of his entire body that was still wearing full clothes, except for the veil that last night still covered his head, but now it was released somewhere.

"Did he open my veil? Ih, you brash man," said Qifty so upset.

"It wasn't Khalid who opened it." Qifty immediately turned his head towards the door of his room when he heard the voice of a woman suddenly entering the room.

"Aunt Afra? What's your aunt doing here?" qifty asked with a feeling that returned annoyed but also a little relieved after hearing the words from the middle-aged woman.

"Auntie's been taking care of a woman who's been drunk since last night. You're lucky because the one who found you is Khalid, he's a very nice guy. Aunty can not imagine if the one who found you was a foreign man, maybe you have eaten it," said Aunt Afra while putting a tea with a mixture of ginger and other spices that can reduce the effects of drunkenness.

"What's the aunt talking about?" get out of my room, "push Qifty so tightly.

"Qifty, can you disrespect me a little if you talk to me? Regardless of what ever happened to you, I remain much older than you, I am even your mother's best friend" snapped Aunt Afra who began to run out of patience to face the woman's arrogant attitude.

Qifty instantly fell silent, only this time someone dared to snap at him like before. He was just about to open his voice to reply to Aunt Afra's words, but he went back to silence when the middle-aged woman spoke again.

"If you hate Auntie, okay Aunty accept. But just so you know, what happened to you at that time was beyond the power of Auntie, Bibi has tried to get you closer to Tareeq, but it is difficult if her heart is impartial. Moreover, your last plan at that time has been warned Aunt from the beginning, but you are desperate. Then why after everything that happened did you blame Auntie instead?"

Qifty was silent again. She admits everything Aunt Afra says is true, but her hatred for Taeeq leads her to hate her.

Looking at Qifty who was bowed in silence, Aunt Afra again made a sound. "You knew? The last time you visited your mother, your mother told you to take care of your aunt, so if you think you're here because you want to come back to harass you, then you're wrong, you just want to keep your mother's trust." Aunt Afra paused her words for a moment then looked at the young lady who was still sitting on her bed.

The middle-aged woman then asked Qifty to drink the tea while it was warm and then performed the morning prayers. However, instead of immediately moving on, the young woman actually stayed in place with a puzzled look on her face.

Aunt Afra thought that Qifty was still unable to accept her explanation, so she was about to decide to leave the room, but Qifty suddenly made a sound that brought the middle-aged woman's steps to a standstill.

"Wouldn't my prayers not be accepted for 40 days for drinking alcohol? So am I not obligated to pray at this time?"

Aunt Afra immediately turned to look at the young woman. There was a little relief, it turned out that Qifty was silent not because he could not accept the explanation, but because there was a sense of confusion that approached him.

"It means that your prayer is not rewarded for 40 days as a form of punishment for drinking alcoholic beverages, but that does not mean that your prayer obligation is to fall. If you don't pray because it's the same way you add to your problems" says Aunt Afra.

"God knows that you will not, if you repent, God willing your prayers will be accepted. Aunty is not a worship expert, Bibi is also still a lot of sins, but Bibi realized, prayer is the key to the whole worship, that's why no matter what the circumstances, keep your prayer," aunty Afra continued and exited Qifty's room.

Qifty looked at the door the middle-aged woman had just walked through, then turned to look at the cup of tea that was still puffing smoke on the nightstand. Slowly he moved closer to her and drank her little by little.

His eyes were closed enjoying the tea, in the next second tears began to flow through the eyelids that were still docked, he did not know why, which was clear his heart was shaking at this time, he was still trembling, regret for the past to what he just experienced seemed to come to embrace his heart.

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Qifty came out of his room after performing dawn prayers. The smell of food that is so appetizing greets his sense of smell. Her footsteps now led the woman to the kitchen where the scent originated.

Without making a sound, Qifty approached the dining table and took a position opposite Aunt Afra. They started breakfast together without a sound from Qifty, but not with the middle-aged woman before him.

During the meal, Aunt Afra never stopped telling stories about last night, especially about Khalid. Until breakfast was over, the middle-aged woman was still telling me about how good Khalid was.

"Auntie, why has Bibi been talking about Khalid since? Is there no other topic than that annoying guy?" qifty protests after spending his drink.

"What's so annoying about him? He was kind, handsome, polite again. Truly the ideal husband-to-be, Auntie saw you fit in with him."

Qifty turned a lazy eyeball upon hearing the last words from Aunt Afra. No longer, he no longer wanted to be betrothed by the middle-aged woman. It was enough he felt ashamed of Tareeq, and he did not want it to happen again in his life.

"From Bibi's busy setting me up with Khalid, to Mending Bibi who is married to him," Qifty said, then left his seat and returned to the room to prepare for the hospital.

"Ck, you stubborn girl," decak Aunt Afra .

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That morning, Zulaikha again experienced morning sickness, not knowing how many times the pregnant woman went back and forth to the bathroom. Tareeq as a husband would not have the heart to see the situation of the wife is worse than her first pregnancy at that time.

After returning from the bathroom aided by Tareeq, the woman looked so pale and weak. The dizziness and nausea made him only able to lie down for the time being.

"What do you want to eat, honey? Let me tell the waiter, however you must eat so that you and our child are healthy" Tareeq asked, gently scolding Zulaikha's head.

"I want to eat dragon fruit, By. It's just the lightest thing to eat, the other food will just make me end up in the bathroom."

"Oh well, then I'll get someone to buy it."

"No, By. I want you to buy it."

"Alright, Honey. I go buy it first, you're fine here."

Tareeq rushed to get the keys and immediately got out of his room. However, just a few steps from his room, Nameera immediately held him back.

"What's up, Brother?" ask the man.

"Where are you going?"

"You go to the fruit shop."

"Alhamdulillah fit well then, put dragon fruit well, Kak Ali cravings to eat dragon fruit, and he wants Brother who bought it."

Hearing the request of his sister, Tareeq certainly felt unacceptable, how could Ali want the same thing with his wife? Moreover, the man wants himself to buy. However, after going through a debate that was not short, Tareeq finally forced to agree.

"Gosh, why am I being told to by my assistant now? Why should he be the one who craves? Why isn't Nameera the one who craves? It's troublesome."

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