The Samawa Till Jannah
Season 3 - Episode 81
Anin muttered to herself while talking about her son who could be seen still closing her eyes reluctantly to open. Anin shook as she held a pacifier containing milk that she squeezed earlier.
Aksa who is still taking care of the below, will hold an aqiqah event for his son in a few days. He was looking for an animal that could make aqiqah later, asking the question with a more understanding person.
“Huft! Son, you are handsome!” So wanting to bite the little cheek of the son, Anin finally put his son down when the sound of door friction sounded, there were two more people walking towards him.
The two parents approached Anin, smiling happily to see her nephew had given birth and in the baby box her son was very handsome and made the woman hooded like mothers, carrying her grandchildren.
Anin made room for them, Anin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the budenya who raised his son. He stretched his body that felt almost dislodged, stood still and he felt something strange on his body. Feeling like a leak, Anin stood up.
“Pak, we have a grandson. Akh, MashaAllah this grandmother's granddaughter is the most handsome.” While praising and pakde beside the bude kissed his grandson's cheek.
Bude's hand just floated away realizing it was because the pakde's thin mustache hit every corner of his grandson's cheek, when so the pakde grimaced and stared flat at his wife.
“If you want to hold it later, sensitive still let alone the skin is still thin!” the snort of bude carried the grandson in his arms until the pakde sighed to himself.
In his heart, the old man was mumbling to the point of getting a grin that appeared on the edge of his wife's lips. Means his wife knows his heart, pakde screeches in his heart.
The old man walked without looking at his wife again, but he was eager to carry her but what could be done it would all get spiritual words if he did not obey.
Now Bude, the woman sat on the edge of the bed and stared at her confused ponytail. “What's up?” the question made Anin-women was not constantly confused with the red liquid attached to the bed sheet.
However, bude cleared his throat slowly and pakde immediately understood. He replaced his wife's role to carry his granddaughter.
Bude looked at his bangs and he let out a crack that came out of his mouth, Anin heard it a little sensitive herself.
“Bude later let Anin clean up by yourself!” Anin refused before the budnya who would go down alone and bude changed his smile into an arch that formed at the corner of his lips.
“Ya help you! Can you please?” ask bude with a subtle satire ending. Anin-women just nodded, anyway he would certainly be independent in the future yes want to depend on the old woman who could take care of.
But, he did not want to burden their shoulders anymore.
Now, Anin changed herself in the bathroom. Budenya divided the task for the pakde who cleaned the bed, replacing the prepared and bude told him to.
Anxiety is engraved on the face of the pakde, really his wife who? How does she take care, where does her husband go?
Indeed pakde and bude came to this house no one welcomed him below just a warm greeting from the helpers who were doing his work.
Pakde did this a little resorted to and saw his wife looking after his granddaughter as if she was distracted by her world. Pakde installed it neatly, he is good if the problem is this because if it is finished and the village will definitely be told to start.
If the problem of washing clothes plus ironing clothes, he is basically anti whose name holds such items. Want the clothes coiled, look not good still he wears.
“Oh yes Sir, if Anin becomes a mother means we become grandparents together? Akh, oh Allah. When can you have children can continue to be called mother and father, see our children cry and still God self-conscious if you can not be loved offspring.” His last spoonful of words and pakde stared at what he could only be, how it was the business of God and his servant.
If Istiqomah can mean it is not wrong if God can love their descendants and give confidence to them in order to be parents, even though they want to adopt but it is too late.
But it is never too late, as much as possible if adopting a child as the only way yes papa.
Anin who heard about to step into the room again was filled, heard the words and it seemed like bude really wanted to feel how to be a mother.
Yes, if Anin approves of them from the first, want to adopt if you want to have children and can be adopted children are equal, then no papa. What's wrong with trying.
Anin went into the room, after cleaning earlier she was actually uncomfortable with what her husband said yesterday. Like a scare, there's another threat that's going on with his mind.
After healing, he said he wanted to have another child.
But, Anin-women are not able to fully take care of their children well or not if he is negligent. What good if she can not be a good mother, should be thought carefully.
“Ugh bude, sirde. What the hell is that anyway?” Anin pretended not to know, either he asked first before saying what he heard.
Bude and Pakde shook their heads, they just didn't want to open their opinions. However, it was all too late if Anin already found out, they could not dodge anymore.
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While Aksara, the tall man had arrived at the farmhouse owned by his colleagues. He arrived at the goat pen, which had dozens of cages there. Aksa just wants to buy and can see the development of farming.
Who knows, it's a pleasure to plant shares there.
Aksa while looking and accompanied by employees who work, “Kalu this one can be bargained?” Aksa tried to bargain, he wanted to be a trial material, just believe it. But, Aksa not long if he bids.
The time of the rich nawar anyway, not that if the market price demand so much that it can not be called lying or raising the selling price.
The employee shook his head, “This goat is good quality sir.” Aksa heard it just clucked, what kind of marketing model is this? Developed a cake as if interesting.
“Ya already, I choose the price a little cheap but quality. No?” Aksa tried interesting to note this little farm play yes, from the gaze of Aksa alone can already be seen this smart employee hide what happened.
“So no?” the voice surprised Aksa who was daydreaming and intended to buy it was just wishful thinking, he shook his head as a sign of reply.
There was a sigh that was heard, The corner of his eyes will be wrinkled. Surprisingly, he just wanted the buyer to be forced does not mean he became king for the buyer this time.
“Sorry I have to go first,” his goodbye and Aksa walked out of the farm area, he saw the farm was like a person who had a veil between buyers who were made victims.
That's what Aksa said this time.
Aksa leads to his car, where his loyal driver waits in front of the car. Aksa exhaled slowly.
“Not tired yet?” Aksa asked, Aksa's two eyes stared pensively at his driver who only shook his head. They have been trained to answer, but yes Aksa has no problem.
“Ya already later I love bonus,” mumpung well. Aksa if you do not see his subordinates who never smile in front of him is so, actually want to bribe or not.
Aksa got in the car, he was tired but if he did not fight this is the same as he lied to his wife who then he quarreled, it will not be again.
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“Nin, where is your husband? How to be a husband not next to his wife anyway!” Bude's been pissed waiting. Anin heard him just silence, she didn't know either.
Anin has been in her room since, wanting her husband to leave is her husband's business.
Here he is with his bud, budenya is replacing diapers that have wetted like him. And Anin observes every budenya movement, here which matches who the hell is a mother really he feels is still a girl.
Pakde, the man disappeared from the room but had permission before leaving.
Finally, sir, the man had a job so he had to go back to the office and work on a file he had not touched at all, making a copy, he said.
Geck.
Geck.
The sound of knocking on the door managed to lead them to the door, Anin sighed softly. He stepped to the door, there was a maid smiling at him and he replied.
“Sorry Mom, annoying if below there are guests, bu.” Said the maid, the woman scrunched her forehead. Who's coming? If it is like his father-in-law, why not go directly to the example room pakde sama bude.
Anin nodded, the woman closed the door of her room and she was astonished.
He also walked ahead of his assistant who was behind him.
At the bottom of the stairs, the maid went to the kitchen first.
There was a body that turned back to Anin who was coming down from the stairs, his gaze was not so Anin focused.
Anin, then cleared her throat and the guest turned his head, turning his body back.
The old man, in a matching black and tie. Everything was all black, until Anin confused herself. How can black lovers, Anin stepped closer. Meet his guests and greet, as the host should meet him.
The man smiled and it turned out that this was his son, the more puffed up his daughter was. It seems exactly from his first wife.
“Sorry sir,” Anin greeted and the old man accepted.
The old man inside said, if that's true! Then he will dismantle today also want him to be reckless which is important to be a little put trust in his daughter.
“Ehm, whose father is it? His guest Aksa mas, Aksa mas has not come home because.” The spate answered by his daughter this time, yes the man was Revino and the man was actually there was a turmoil to hug his daughter, stroking her head.
Funneling as an inner bond of a father and son that should be done as what. Revino smiled, “No boy. I'm here to see the wife of my co-worker, yes your husband.” Slightly shook his tone and Revino neutralized his breath before being suspected by his daughter.
It's so stupid.
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