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Willpower Message.

Aziz_PoV

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" Assalamulaikum.." I said quietly while knocking on the front door, worried if the neighbors were disturbed, because the night was late.

But before that I had a chance to knock on the window next to Anni's room, hopefully he heard it. And immediately opened the door for me, but until ten minutes had passed, there was no sign of someone willing to open it.

I went back to the side of the house and knocked on the window of the room again, hoping that this time my wife would hear it, until two beats later that there was an inside voice, surely my wife had just fallen asleep after nursing Zepha.

And sure enough, shortly after that the front door was opened by him. " Dear Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry to disturb your deep sleep." I said softly, giving a smile for him, although in reply with a pillow face because it was still sleepy.

" Greetings wa'alaikum,." Time and time again he seemed to yawn, surely drowsiness him.

After entering the house, I walked to the bathroom first, cleaning from the outside. We don't know a lot of stuff that sticks, let alone it's almost midnight.

" I'm sorry Abi just got home tonight. I know you must still be angry with me over incident_

" Have Bang, I'm tired, I'm sleepy, want to sleep again." Cut it while putting his body back on the bed.

I could only sigh deeply, I realized I had hidden something about Nikmah's pregnancy from her. But at that time I was panicking about the birth of Zepha, where maybe I was thinking about something else.

I said on the table there was a glass of warm salt water, I sipped a quarter before going up to the bed following my wife who was asleep. I kissed the forehead of my children who were in the next bed, then lay beside my wife, I kissed her forehead and the top of her head, she just squirms slowly.

" I'm sorry dear Abi, but really that time was not Abi's own will to do it. Sorry." I lie near his ears. Whether he heard it or not, I don't know.

But just about to shut down, I was like hearing someone growling at the door. I got up and wanted to get out of the room to see who the nights were still in the living room, maybe Dad

" Astagfirullah.." I shrieked slowly, just coming out I was already shocked, with the figure that was before me at this moment.

" Innalillahi wainna ilaihi roji. Mr Sarojan? You—

" Aziz, just got home. Sorry, I surprised you, I actually want to tell you, sorry also if you have been wrong to Mas Aziz. Please forgive me.." As long as she was soft in heart, even her lips were still tightly clenched.

" Together Mr. Jan, forgive Aziz too if something is wrong. What kind of sick father before, sorry I was too busy in the city, so I did not hear the news about the Father, hopefully especially kotimah sir, how many days sir?" My friend asked her to sit in the living room chair.

" It's okay Mas Aziz, I understand the busyness of a husband to support his family. You are old, sick, it is time. Actually tonight three Father, if you can order, please convey the message of the Father to the wife and four children of the Father. Please do not let his house be sold, to pay off his debt Ali, you have savings in the cooperative, tell them to take, his savings book you keep under the floor under the bed, under the bed, just tell unloading the hole, I am confused to have to convey how to them. Maybe the luggage forgot or how, you don't know. It is not much, but obviously the savings can cover half the debt of the eldest son of the Father, the rest make my wife's grip. Please be very good Mas Aziz." he said before his shadow disappeared in the darkness of the night.

I was still pensive for a moment before going back into the room, this was the will of the deceased person and had to deliver it immediately tomorrow to the front house. O Allah I do not believe that Mr. Sarojan has passed away, his age is not much different from mine, maybe only five or seven years. Maybe he who does not know my true age, because my face looks youthful, not arrogant, but the reality is like that, many also say.. Astagfurullah.

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The next day, I returned from the front house after reconciling the will from Mr. Sarojan to his family. At first they did not believe it, but after dismantling it under the bed and finding a passbook wrapped in an iron box, they finally believed it and thanked it.

It's really a pity to be a kid walking to school, a good distance from home. Even with Grandma, I still feel sorry. Grandma also did not want to be intertwined from before, he said so that his body remained healthy always, despite the fact that his body was vulnerable and also weak, but his soul was still young, the spirit continued.

I was a little embarrassed of him, sometimes I still complain if I have to walk a short distance. But again, all the physical person is different.

" Abi, Ami, Zia went to school first." Pamit my daughter while giving alternating greetings to us.

" Yes dear. Careful, Grandma, get Zia." Pinta Anni helps put Zia's backpack on her small back, without looking at Grandma.

" Yes, you calm down. Where's Zefa still sleeping?" Ask Grandma. It is still morning, half seven.

" The same father behind Grandma. Zia remembers always said Ami, can not fight with her friend yes, if Zia has a cake, or snack for a little to her friend, okay." Anni advised our daughter.

" Good Ami. Assalamotum.."

" Yes wa'alaikumsalam, who is smart yes school, unfortunately Abi." I kissed her forehead before waltzing off with Grandma.

We both went back into the house, I wanted to talk to him alone, but he seemed to be trying to avoid me and thank God it lasted only two days after continuing to struggle to apologize. Plus the night I get my ration bonus, understand it has been a week more not issued.

After that, Anni was normal again, whether she pretended or indeed she had forgiven me. It has been almost a week at home, I was forced to leave to return to the city, because my friend Roni told me there was already work there. At first I may not be back in town, but I haven't got a steady job. I'll just think about it later.

" I'm sorry Abi has to return to the city, pray always Abi's sustenance is smooth, given health to provide sustenance for our family." I said, we're in the room right now, the kids are playing in the back with Grandpa and Grandma, so it's just the two of us.

" Yes Aamiin, be careful Bi. Take care of yourself and your health." His mouth looks sincere. But before leaving, I close our bodies until they stick together. " A-abi what do you want?

" Dear may, Abi really wants to before we go, let's just flash." My whisper while giving her stimulation. Finally he resigned in my control, and that afternoon we did it very quickly, afraid the children came at the wrong time.

After being equally satisfied, I rushed to the bath to coincide with the ashar adhan. After worshiping, I went to the city. But after work, in the afternoon I returned to my destination city directly to the ponpes belonging to Cak Arga who now I am the caretaker along with Zayyan. Although he was a child, but his knowledge has been much he got. Especially continue to get knowledge from Abinya who is a graduate abroad.

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