The Veil Woman Without the Crown
Baby

Azizah immediately got into the car.While Satria was first in the steering chair, waiting for Azizah.

"Mas, we don't bring souvenirs that don't taste good, come to visit the first time"

"Udah take it easy, I will take care of it, about the gift can follow later for baby Aunt Selly!"

Satria directly forwarded her car towards Dika's house.Along the journey, Azizah looked so nervous, because after marriage this first time back to the dark village.

"Look down, everything's fine" The knight held Azizah's hand, Satria's car's roof opened making Azizah gawk, how not everyone would see them as it passed through the place.

"Mas, why is it open?"

"Why?you embarrassed?aren't we husband and wife why should we be ashamed?"Satria asked, Azizah was silent.

Before long, they had arrived in front of the full supermarket, of course, many people were staring enviously at Azizah.How not, Satria was a man who was much valued by women in the dark village.

"That's 'Kan mas Satria ya, very handsome 'kan ya, very lucky Azizah can marry him"

"Listen to hear, Mas Satria married Azizah because of kasian, he broke the marriage on H day, You know the reason he broke the marriage.Had not been married again"

"Ih...Alim but his behavior so yes"Sindir others.Some comments from neighbors and also supermarket visitors, they wear and insult Azizah without thinking about the feelings of the person they despise.

The two of them got out of the car, Satria's ears had started to heat up hearing the cheap gossip.Satria immediately took her wife's hand showing her affection to everyone, if she married Azizah sincerely out of love, because of love,not because of fear or fear.

Azizah only smiled, when she saw Satria holding her hand with a friendly.Azizah sure Satria did this because he did not want himself to grieve when he heard the words of the neighbors who were gossiping.

"Assalamualaikum Azizah"Someone greeted, Azizah and Satria both stopped their footsteps, and turned simultaneously towards that person.

"Us-ustaz Zaky?"muttered Azizah, Zaky approached, and greeted her two politely.

"You shop here too?"Zaky asked, Azizah did not answer her.Had not met in this place for so long by chance.

"No, we came here to visit.We'll excuse us first" The knight immediately brought Azizah to enter the house, not wanting to let the man see and pay attention to his wife for too long, making Satria so jealous.

Zaky only smiled bitterly, when he saw the woman he loved now joined hands with another man, who was the husband with her.There is a sense of regret in Zaky.However, all of her has passed,and Zaky with Azizah was not the soul mate God chose.

"Assalamualaikum"Satria said,

"Waalaikumsalam "Jawab Dika from the inside, and walked towards the front door.

"Satria?"Dika is shocked when she sees that her niece has arrived, along with Azizah.

"You here?"And again, again,

"Yes, where's Aunt Selly?"Ask Satria,

"There's someone inside who's still resting.Let's go in first"

"Thank you "Take Azizah, follow her husband from behind.

Ceklek !

When he opened the door of the room, where Selly was asleep on his bed.In the box baby there is a tiny baby child Aunt Selly who was only ten hearts old.

"It's funny dear"Seru Satria, while showing it to Azizah.Very clear from the look on Satria's face if this man really wants a child, he said,moreover, seeing baby Dika makes Satria want to quickly have their own children.

"Sat, the uncle wants to talk to you"

Outside the room, Dika invites Satria to the living room.

"Bi, bikin drink to his Satria, all make orange juice for Satria's wife, he's in the room"

"Okay sir"Bi Nur immediately went to the kitchen.

"Your father has just returned to Jakarta after receiving news that your mother is in the hospital!"

"In the hospital?"It was Satria, who did not know anything about it.

"Right, you don't know?"Asked Dika again, The knight shook his head slowly.

"Yesterday, when we wanted to come back here, you were fine, he was healthy there was no final sugar stress - this end, he also looked healthier, there was no sign that Mama was sick?"

"That's how Sat is, if it's sick what can you do, so when do you come home to see it?I heard you left the house too?"

"Actually, I don't want to leave the house, but uncle knows, Mama keeps forcing me to marry Bella, while Mama knows, I'm married!"Pungkas Satria,

"Saran ku Sat, quickly inaugurate your marriage, before it's too late, just register the marriage back to KUA, it's okay twice, or you can take care of it in KUA's office here,bring a marriage license, then Uncle help take care of all" Said Dika.

"I plan that too, thank you uncle banyk already want to help.Like his I have to go back to Jakart*, I want to see the state of mama!"

"Better go back first, however your mama Sat, about her being evil to you, let it be her business with God, the important thing is that you do not disobey your Mama!"

"Thank you Uncle, I'll call Azizah in the room"

"Eemmm"

Satria immediately got up from the sofa, walked towards Dika's room, when Satria wanted to open the door of the room, it turned out that the room was first opened by Azizah.

"Oh,Mas"

"I just wanted to take you home!"

"Mas, don't you want to say goodbye to Aunt Selly?"

"No, baby, we have to hurry back, you're in the hospital!"

"Astagfirullah, Mama's in the hospital?"Azizah was surprised.

"True, I also just found out, then we go home mom first, and say goodbye to mom"

"Come on mas"Satria and Azizah also agreed with Dika, to return to Sunarsih's house.

On the way, even though Satria had hidden her worries to Astuti.Namun, Azizah can still see her from the look on the face of the husband.

"May Mama be well, mas" said Azizah, holding Satria's hand, and calming the husband, so as not to panic, so that his mind remained focused on driving.

"Is this all happening because I'm too hard on Mama?"Satria glanced at Azizah, looking,

"No mas, this all happens because of the will of God, we both pray, may God lift all the diseases in the body of the mother"

"Amiin"When Satria, she refocused on driving.

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