The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An

The Pledge of Love The Hafizh Qur'An
happy with you


Go back to Noah's room.


Faqih also turned on the room lights while the wife immediately closed her mouth while glancing back. There was a triumphant expression on A' Faqih's face when he saw the wife who became irritated at him.


"Open...!" A' Faqih. While the girl was silent, she was upset by the image of Mr. Raden's mustache on the top of her lips. Is correct... A' Faqih's. "Open neng, A'a wants to see A'a's work."


'what works, how could he make a picture of a moustache on the lips of Noah?' Noah wanted to move but was arrested.


"Don't you?"


"Young..." Nuha. Until a compulsion must be done A' Faqih. Both of Noah's hands were held and forcibly removed. Because the power of men is superior to that of women, Noah's hands were opened. Simultaneously Faqih immediately laughed.


"Buahahaha... Oh, my God, Madam Raden." Ledeknya while holding his stomach stiff due to laughing.


'wasn't he satisfied, satisfied with that?' inner Noah stared bitterly at the man who was still chuckling at his whiskers.


Nuha also pushed A' Faqih's chest upset while awake but directly in A' Faqih's embrace.


"Awas A'a... A'a's oath is really bad??" The girl is getting angry.


"Hahaha, sorry.sorry...Take a shower, A'a help me get rid of it." Take A' Faqih, and Noah sighed. She was still trying to push her husband's body to let go of his embrace. Until the embrace was released, and Noah walked first to the toilet while murmuring, while the one behind still laughed, while following in the footsteps of Noah.


In the toilet, Noah sat on the toilet seat, while Faqih was the one who was trying to remove the graffiti.


"Difficult to say, right?" Grunt.


"It can, though it's vague."


"Aaaaaa... Don't want to know A'. It just has to be perfect. A'a the hell rese...! It's been said that it's a permanent marker." Whine Nuha.


"What the hell? Who told you to scratch A'a's face first."


"Well, no, no, no, no look. Because A'a's eyebrows are already thick. This what? Even in a mustache. Anyway must be missing A'...."


"It's done." Faqih was still busy removing the graffiti on his face. But his lips occasionally pouted, he actually held back a laugh from looking at that homemade moustache.


"Don't laugh!!" Whiney.


"Who's laughing?" Faqih turned his body, covered his own mouth with trembling shoulders.O Allah, O Lord... His mustache? Haha'


"Well.ck!!"


"Yes... Yeah..." Still smiling, he turned his body again. At the sight of Nuha increasingly murmuring, it was so adorable that his expression made Faqih give a kiss on his lips that was being pushed up for a while, then back to connect cleaning the graffiti.


Long enough, but finally, the artificial mustache was gone too. Noah confirmed it in the mirror and right now he could sigh in relief.


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In front of the dresser...


A'a asked Noah to sit down. He combed through the hair of Nuha who was not so long, only this time A'a did that.


He looks happy and sincere to do it.


The problem is not that, time is running out. Because the drama of cleaning the mustache alone has taken almost an hour. Fortunately, they woke up at three o'clock, less than a quarter.


"A'a let's go down, it's combed." Pinta Nuha whining spoiled. The man was still silent, his hand still continuing to comb Noah's hair with the very feet.


"Neng knows? A'a glad to see you like this."


'happy? Like these? What do you mean?' (Noah)


Faqih leaned over her body hugging Noah from behind. "A'a glad you're upset again same A'a."


'what the hell? The angry people are happy.' Noah melengos.


"During this time there was a lot of silence, until A'a was afraid that she would not be happy to marry A'a." He muttered with his face immersed in the recesses of Noah's neck. The girl smiled faintly, rubbing A' Faqih's hair.


A'a is sometimes nyeremin, nyebelin, but he has a sweet side that makes Nuha very happy and lucky to marry him.


"Miss?"


"Yes A'a, Noah never thought that Noah was unhappy. Nuha dear A'a."


"Clearly darling?" Tanya Faqih hugged tightly while kissing the curve of the neck that made Noah chuckle amusedly.


"Yes A'a, come down yuk. It's four and a half."


"Kiss A'a first." Her request. She let go of his embrace and further advanced her head with both hands propping up the dresser, curling up Noah.


A cheerful smile rose on the lips of the wife who immediately held A' Faqih's face with one hand and then gave a soft kiss on the left cheek. Feeling less than looking.


"A'a's lips too."


"Iisssshhhh wants a lot huh?" Chuckles.


"Come on neng." He didn't want to wait long, and Noah smiled and gave it to A'a. Muaaaahs.


"Dear my husband." Nuhah muttered after giving a kiss. Faqih smiled as he grabbed Noah's face again and kissed his lips for a long time.


Until a knock outside made both of them aghast.


"Noah... Faqihs... Sahur yuk yuk." Umma Rahma cried outside the door, because the two children did not come out even though the time was getting better.


"Yesa Umma." Noah wailed from the inside, and he turned to Faqih. "A'a hell..."


"What?" Faqih chuckled, he gave another kiss once again and then they left.


***


At a dining table


They eat sahur dishes with laughter Abi Irsyad, seen Abi Irsyad occasionally tease Umma Rahma so as to make Umma a little murmur. It was this that made Noah laugh.


it is the habit of Abi yes, who can not give a little peace to Umma.


It may be true said people who consider a husband and wife, if it gets older, it will make them like a brother, with a brother who likes to disturb the sister. That is Abi Irsyad whose level of prank on Umma Rahma is increasingly becoming.


Not much different from Umma, Nuha was also the same is actually getting the fad of a man who still looks relaxed eating his food.


why talk like that? Because the one next door is not a fad in terms of speech. Just look at his feet, he rubbed the calf off of Noah. Raising Noah's leg and then dropping it, raising it again and dropping it again, not to mention with a little rubbing the back of his leg, making Noah feel uncomfortable.


Until a smile is drawn. Faqih was happy anyway, it seemed like his cheerful Noah had started to return. A sign of what he did to bring Noah back home was the right choice.