True Love Never Ends
The Part 125
Abi Fadlan keeps her promise to pamper Nasha and make her the queen of the house because of her pregnancy.
Now Nasha is not allowed to help Ummi Rifa to do homework, because Abi Fadlan took over the task. While Azhar as usual busy with all the responsibilities that are on her shoulders.
Nasha also did not go to college or to boarding school because since she knew her pregnancy, Nasha was easily dizzy and always nauseous, even she always felt weak, as if she did not have the energy to move.
Make everyone hassles especially he has been crying because he continues to be nauseous and does not want to eat anything.
"Bi, when Ummi was pregnant with Azhar, so was it?" nasha asked her father-in-law.
Currently the two are watching the soap opera after Abi Fadlan finished his homework, while Ummi Rifa has gone to the store and Azhar goes to the campus. Until they both relax at home, even Abi Fadlan feels like a baby sitter who is taking care of children.
"That's right, Ummi mah anteng. When she was pregnant there was no sign, uh arrived it's been 4 months"
"Can't you?"
"can dong, Azhar is indeed a good child even since she was a fetus. She didn't bother Abi and Ummi at all, was your husband great?" abi Fadlan asked, which made Nasha laugh, but she nodded.
"It's great, Bi. So Nasha's love dies with Azhar" said Nasha.
"Indeed you know the meaning of his love of death, Cil?" goda Abi Fadlan's.
"Know dong, Bi. Who still loves until death, even Nasha wants after our death, we will remain united in heaven later" replied Nasha with a sweet smile.
"Aamiin, we did educate Azhar to be a good man, responsible, and certainly a dream Imam" said Abi Fadlan again who made Nasha chuckle.
"Oh yeah, son...." Abi said while tilting his seat in order to face Nasha "Let's see you are still indifferent to your biological Papa Mama" he said which made Nasha immediately display his stiff expression.
"Abi know, you must still be disappointed with them. And it's hard to forget what they've done, but they're trying hard to make amends, right? they love you so much" Nasha still fell silent listening to her father-in-law's long words.
"They also want you to play in their house and also stay there, they would want to feel the sense of living with their biological children" said Abi Fadlan again.
"Yes, Bi. Azhar had also told that, I don't know. Nasha still feels awkward calling them Papa Mama and being near them" Nasha replied her late.
"Hell you understand, son. That's why, try to do it once. Visit them, stay with them even if it's just a day a night. Abi is sure, slowly your relationship and they will improve and just like the rest of his family" Abi Fadlan tries to convince Nasha because during the Nasha's pregnancy thanksgiving event, Abi Fadlan could see that Nasha and her biological family still looked stiff, of course because Nasha was avoiding them.
'yes, Bi. Later Nasha with Azhar there" answered Nasha late which made Abi Fadlan smile happily.
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After Azhar returned home after doing all her work, Nasha expressed her intention to visit the home of her biological parents which of course the news was welcomed with pleasure by Azhar.
"Are you sure you want to go there? want to stay over too?" azhar asked as she took off her jacket and hung her behind the closet.
"Yeah, how will I avoid them? The name of his biological family will remain a family until anytime" said Nasha who made Azhar smile proudly, he gave a sweet kiss on his wife's cheek as a gift for the decision that everyone was waiting for.
"Mama is very smart, has begun to mature" Azhar's tease that makes Nasha cut her lips.
"Your mom is a grown-up, Papa. Then it will be Mama" Nasha said.
"Yes yes, Mama is an adult, very proud Papa and Mama" said Azhar again "Oh yes, is today still nauseous nausea like yesterday?"
"Yes, it's the same every day" replied Nasha lethargic. Azhar sat next to his wife and stroked her head.
"Patience to you, Mama. God willing, the later birth of our baby will make up for all your distress during pregnancy. And the pregnant woman is very glorified you know, what she does becomes a reward" said Azhar comforting and of course the wife will be easily entertained.
"Papa, Mama wants to eat something tonight, Nasha, then like her, she'll start her cravings.
" What do you want to eat?" azhar asked affectionately.
"You want to eat chicken satay but do not use chicken meat, use the seasoning alone, seasoning beans, continue to use lontong, use crackers, mix vegetables" said Nasha displaying her adorable face. While Azhar who heard what she wanted her wife was even frowned confused.
"You satay, Papa. But the bean seasoning alone, continue to spice the beans that add vegetables and meatballs" said Nasha.
"Dear mom, if the seasoning beans are mixed lontong and vegetables is the name of the gado gado. Not satay" said Azhar who wants to rectify his wife's obscurity.
While Nasha had now displayed her annoyed face and nyalang gaze on Azhar, her nose had also been bloated and her cheeks had bloated like a bakpao.
"Papa, papa should be the husband who is ready to standby dong. His wife Papa is again craving, and if the cravings must be followed. Papa really love not the same Mama? care about the same mom and baby?"
Azhar can only gap to get a complaint that is enough to make her have to scratch her head. What's more now his wife's expression suddenly turned grim, her lips cut and her eyes were glassy.
" It just wants it for the baby... Hicks..." Nasha was already crying and it managed to make Azhar panic and anxious.
"Honey, dear Mama don't cry ya.." persuaded Azhar gently and he was about to wipe Nasha's head again but Nasha directly avoid her.
"Why is papa so hearty? hyx... Not even weird cravings like everyone else"
Azhar grimaced to hear the words of his wife, indeed there is something stranger than condiments satay and stuffing gado gado and Nasha still does not want to call it gado gado?
"Azhar, Nasha... Dinner was ready" the voice of Ummi Rifa called from below.
Nasha immediately stood up and walked out by stomping her legs in annoyance. Azhar followed his wife.
"Honey, don't frown." pinta Azhar because Nasha really frowns now.
"Why? Don't you think?" ask Nasha ketus.
"What's wrong?" ask Ummi Rifa what else after seeing the sour face of her daughter-in-law "You why, Sha?" ask her.
"The baby's father..." Nasha whined while pointing at Azhar.
"Why is Papa a baby?" abi Fadlan asked in surprise.
"Nasha is just eating, but is not in love" Nasha said resentfully.
"Well, why are you at Azhar's love? What would she eat?" ask Ummi Rifa.
"Yes, Azhar. Your wife is pregnant, if the cravings must be followed." continued Abi Fadlan who cornered Azhar.
"Astagfirullah, not his want in love, Abi, Ummi." said Azhar "But the problem is Nasha wants to eat satay seasoning..."
"It's not satay seasoning." said Nasha who cut Azhar's talk.
"Keep what? Want to eat satay?" ask Abi Fadlan again.
"Yes" replied Nasha softly while shaking her body and smiling sweetly.
"Oh my God, just satay. Can buy, at the front crossroad there, Azhar" said the mother.
"But Nasha wants chicken satay that you need to pack chicken, just pack the seasoning. Keep mixing the same lontong, the same vegetables so that the baby is healthy" said Nasha who of course made her in-laws stunned.
"Gado gado means it?" asked Abi Fadlan who made Azhar laugh, feeling victorious because he was blamed before and he was not wrong.
"Not.." answered Nasha full of emphasis "Same satay spice gado gado spice is different, the aroma is different, the taste is different" continued which makes Azhar again chuckle.
"That's it... That's it, Abi, Ummi. I'm not still not loving, but strange." said Azhar who immediately made Nasha pout.
Ummi Rifa also looked at Azhar, gesturing to budge on Nasha and not have to comment on her wishes.
"You sit down first, Sha. Let Azhar go buy your food yes" said Ummi Rifa understanding which of course makes Nasha squealed happy "Sate chicken do not need to pack chicken, continue to mix lontong and vegetables. Remember yes, Azhar. That's Mama's order baby, let's go now" ordered Ummi Rifa and of course Azhar can not refuse the order of her mother.