The Love Story of Arumi
Separate rooms

Arumi, who has been with her best friend, wants to sleep together to remember when she was still in the cottage and when she was still not single. At first Abyan and Najib forbade them to sleep together, because surely the two husbands would eventually sleep in the guest room. But Widya also agreed to Arumi's request, finally they can only resign to the state of inner torment.

"Oh Allah, newlyweds may catch up with Aby, but they're separated tonight."

"I am also so jib, not just the newlyweds who feel separated."

"It's because of Arumi's ning request, by."

"When he's not allowed, will he be okay? No jib. I'm the target, and your nephew will be the target."

"That's my mother who wants to ruin my beautiful night by."

"You'll enjoy the beautiful night next time, if you don't accept it say it yourself with Arumi." Abyan who was lying down tried to close his eyes.

"How dare I have Widya, who is in pelototokin. More and more days can't feel a beautiful night."

"That's your own pain jib."

"How about tonight we move our wives by?"

"meaning?" Abyan who started to close his eyes opened his eyes again.

"I mean, if they're asleep I bring Widya here, and you go back to your room."

"Keep, did you see my wife's aurat? So did I see your wife's letter?"

"But yes, how do dong go?"

"Sleeping the jib, there's no point in sleeping late just to think about the problem of moving the wife. Can't do it, we've got a pregnant woman's rampage."

"Just the beginning was like this, how about nine months."

"Prophe jib, you haven't felt it all."

Najib just let out a slow breath, and Abyan closed his eyes again.

"Of course our husband is talking about us both wid."

"Obviously mi, not suudzan but sure again talking to us."

"You don't think it's wid, we're in office and so are in-laws." Arumi glanced at Widya who was next to her, they were staring at the ceiling of the room.

"I didn't expect it, anyways you know that Najib is insensitive."

"May our husband remain Istiqomah with one wife, I don't really want to have honey mi." Continue her.

"We must always pray'a wid, he said the test husband who has a lot of money is a woman out or can be said actor."

"Aamiin mi, just married even thought there was a disturbing actor. We should always give treatment that can make our husbands feel at home and not glance at other women."

"God willing, our husband can keep his sight."

"Yes mi, I believe equally God will always think well and positively, that our husband will keep his marwah. So do we have to take care of the husband."

"God willing. Now it's time to go to bed, tomorrow we can talk again on campus." Arumi who heard the campus was immediately sad, because he could not enter, due to being released for one month.

Widya who felt wrong in her speech glanced at Arumi. "I'm sorry mi, I mean we can still chat in front before I go home."

"I'm not okay wid, this is also because I myself keep my marriage with Mas Aby a secret."

"Now sleep yes, pregnant women can not stay up late."

"Yes anti Widya." Arumi mimicked the voice of a child, smiling at her best friend. Before they both close their eyes.

At dawn, they prayed together in the mosque of the house. After that, prepare a meal for breakfast.

Widya and Najib decided to go home and Abyan and Arumi stayed home. "Wasn't work?"

Abyan kissed Arumi's stomach and lay nearby hugging her body.

"Mas Aby, don't work?" Ask Arumi again.

"Today you want to hug your wife and kids, because last night you didn't have a hug." He said as he occasionally kissed Arumi's stomach covered with negligee.

"Tumben, there's usually no sniffing on Arumi's stomach." Abyan immediately looked up closer to Arumi's face.

"You want to rub your stomach? Do you like it when it's elus gini's stomach?"

"It's not Arumi who likes it, but our son does."

"It's a pity that you, son, umma you want a smear of the hand, but you're the one who's slandered."

"Look, people are our children who want it. But what did you say? Umma, appa?" Abyan nodded.

"Yes, a call from our son later."

"Why umma and appa?"

"Wild as in korea, mas called appa. If you are the mother and ummi already exist, so in his call umma aja."

"Mas Aby knows it also turns out hits now call appa. Don't tell me I'm watching dramas, or idols."

"Mas prefers Islamic stories, prefers to read the Qur'an, prefers to see great scholars. Knowing something doesn't necessarily like it, and also like seeing you, baby."

"Very unfriendly final sentence, spoken in front of the umma stomach. Our son will be smart to fight like his appa."

"God willing if for his dearest is okay, rest assured that we can guide. You are the first madrassa for our children, so your husband will also play an important role as the head of your madrassa in our household."

Arumi shed her tears, insyaa Allah Abyan the choice of Allah and is her best mate. God gives a soul mate who is also able to guide him to a better path, both to go to his heaven. Abyan smiled and hugged his wife again.

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