To be the Second
Nasty situation!

Anniyah_PoV

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" For you do not talk in the filter first, thankfully I immediately believe if not, can until tomorrow talk about this problem." My rebuke to my sister, we are both currently in my room preparing to rest.

" Yes sorry Ma'am. His name also forgot to keep moving. What matters now is that you don't ask anymore, it's yes." Sorry while grinning the horse as if it has no fault, it is basic.

But indeed everything you know if you are angry or upset, surely every problem will have a long story. Therefore, do not let Mother know this problem. And in the end I also explained the truth to him if Bang Aziz could not go home because his little son was sick until he arrived at the hospital, then I understand and understand.

" Yes, go to sleep. Erika was sleeping too." Show me to the baby padlocks that have not sucked the tiny shape of the mother who became one source of food intake, in addition to food.

" Eh, she's asleep as it turns out, quick tumben?" His murmur chuckled in amusement as he looked at his sleeping daughter.

" Maybe he's tired, play continues with this brother, see my baby is also almost asleep." My heart also sees Zaheera who looks so funny.

How not funny when he saw his tiny lips began to miss breastfeeding but also quickly grabbed it back to continue the pleasure. And it happened over and over again to make me chuckle amused to see his behavior.

" Duh, it's so gemes this deck of yours." I said as I gave a kiss on the top of his head.

" Emang asi Mbak is still out?"

" It seems like it's still yes. But not many pregnant women either. While pregnant she was just one year old Zia An." I answered while rubbing my distended stomach.

It's been a week Zia was invited to bed with Mom in her room for a bedmate, because the word Mother Father often sleeps at night because playing playing playing playing cards on the front porch of the house with your peers.

In addition to the first grandchild in this family, Zia is indeed a favorite of Mother and Father. Yes, even though you are a little more inclined to Nino son of Mas Anton because the first grandson of a boy in this family.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for Anna and I to sleep in the room, sometimes in her room or alternately move in my room. And before going to bed for sure we exchange funny stories, household stories or nostalgic tells about our childhood.

But tonight I saw Anna was busy with her phone, it seemed like she was exchanging messages with her friend who was going to work with her, I also did not want to bother him and prefer to reach my own phone to check whether there was a reply message from Bang Aziz or not.

Already from this afternoon I sent him a message but not also in reply by him, I have tried to contact also, but it turns out the number is not active. I don't know what's going on in town, may my husband be fine and always in His protection, Aamiin..

After I checked, it turned out that my message had not been read by him. His number is still unaccredited, exactly where is he? Is it back to work out of town, or how. Not in the end I was very thought and also restless thinking about how my husband is now, not usually the number can not be contacted like this.

" Waiting for a call from Bang Aziz? Has there been any news yet from him? Or is there some bad news going on there?!" Anna asked who looked curious.

" Not An, Mbak also does not know why the number cannot be contacted. Hopefully he's okay, and nothing bad happens to his family there either." I said expectantly.

" Aamiin Ma'am. Just think positive, hopefully tomorrow there is good news from your husband. Yes, we should just rest yuk Mbak, it's a really good night this one." Invite him, and it is true that now it is ten more, I finally nodded and tried to close my eyes

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In the morning I was sweeping the front yard alone, along with Mother who had just come out of the house and was about to go to work in the factory. The day is still a little dark outside, but this hour the breweries start to go to work, because they have to go through the absence first before starting the job.

" Mommy left first huh, that's Zia still sleeping in Mom's room. And then Mother also took the time to make it soft for her that I keep in the food cabinet, later love her." Mom cried as she stepped away with the other Mothers who had also just left through our front house.

Mother always took the time to make soft for Zia, but in the morning she stung busy because she had to cook and prepare food to carry her work, I just help her. No different if there was my husband, I would have cooked for us myself.

Emput it if in my village is a food made from corn seeds roasted first and then mashed smooth and added sugar and salt a little so that there is a sweet taste and also savory. And Zia has loved that food ever since we moved out and stayed back at Mom's house.

After my mother left I continued cleaning and after I finished I prepared to walk to the side of the house to remove the garbage in the form of dry leaves and put it in the dirt hole behind the house.

Not yet arrived at the side of the house, a motorbike rang into the yard. And I seem to recognize the sound of the motor that is none other than the sound of my husband's motorbike.

And sure enough, before long the motor stopped along with greetings from him. " Assalamualaikum bidadari Abi.." He cried while walking up to me and without my cue my husband immediately hugged my body tightly.

" Waalaikumsalam's. Oh Allah My hands are dirty you know, continue also do not be strong-wrenching I can not breathe this you know." I complained in protest, and he soon relaxed his embrace.

I also immediately experienced it and he kissed my forehead a little longer as usual when he was going to go to work and go home always doing things like this to me, that's what makes our love even more fertile and fragrant. Aih, it's like song lyrics.

" Ah, sorry baby. This is because Abi misses him too much. Moreover, just like this one, Abi misses him a lot." His whisper was so bright that it made me benedict.

It was cold in the morning, plus hearing his slightly vulgar words, of course gave me goosebumps until my body feathers stood straight so scared.

" Isshh Abi! Messum's mind back home. It's not good to know that someone else's mess." Gertutuku.

" Who is horrified, no one dear. Let's just go to the room." Take her while holding my hand.

" Wait a minute I haven't washed my hands yet." I immediately walked towards the water faucet to clean both palms. And then we walked into the house to our room.

But when I was about to open the door curtain, I just remembered that there was still Anna in our room. So I tried to keep him from going into the room. But unfortunately my steps lost quickly with him, so he had already pulled me in and immediately attacked me without babibu.

Astagfirullah.. It's urgent, it's an emergency, Anna can see us later..

" Mmpphs.." I tried to push him to let me go.

" Sir!!"

Degh!!..

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