Allow the Heart to Choose

185. Iqbalism

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Although still with the help of a cane now Shelvia can walk. He is also the happier Iqbal with the closeness that is getting intertwined and getting closer.

Siska is also increasingly fond of Shelvia unlike before who is always indifferent and even seems very hateful. Thank God, all patience will surely bear sweet fruit.

Even Shelvia was also greatly pampered. Not just from Iqbal but Siska as well. Shelvia can't do this and that she has to focus on her health. All hope that Shelvia will be able to recover as usual so that it is easier to live her life.

"Via, you better sit down. Let your mother do all this" said Siska. Obstructing Shelvia who wanted to help her do the work in the kitchen.

Although in imperfect circumstances, Shelvia always tried to be able to carry out all duties and obligations as a wife and as a daughter-in-law. It is also not good if he who is young even sit around while the old one even works.

"It's okay, Ma. Via can be. The Via section also sat down," he replied. His hand kept moving helping Siska with some of his work to prepare a lunch menu for all of them.

Iqbal? Iqbal is still on his way home from work. Actually he can eat lunch around the office but he prefers to eat together with his wife and mother. It would be better to eat with family.

Although Shelvia has continued to be banned, it still continues to help. All of you drive away bored. If he just sat down, it was exhausting.

"Yes, but don't overdo it. If you're sapped, you'll be the mama who gets the nagging from Iqbal." Siska stroked Shelvia's back and finally let her help.

Shelvia nodded with a very happy feeling. A sense of happiness was also perfect the greater it was present in his heart.

His life is more perfect, whether if one day God provides sustenance in the form of offspring of the baby from him also Iqbal will certainly be more perfect again.

Both of them continue to be busy with work in the kitchen until all the menus are cooked and at that time Iqbal also fit until home.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Iqbal said as he entered the house.

His steps were non-stop and immediately searched for the existence of Shelvia the wife.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" shelvia answered Siska at the same time.

"For what, Nih," Iqbal approached and reached out and was immediately greeted by Shelvia.

"Ready cook, brother. It's just finished. Now you clean up first and then come here again for lunch" said Shelvia.

"Aren't you eating now, you're hungry!" lamented Iqbal.

"Clean up first, sister." clamor Shelvia. Do not know from the outside bring any germs so better clean first, thought Shelvia.

"alright. Wait for Brother. Or do you want to go to the room?" iqbal's eyes glanced mischievously making Shelvia turn towards the back where Siska was.

Good thing Siska didn't hear but either actually or maybe just pretended not to hear?

"Sister!" shelvia protests. His hand also directly pinched the stomach of Iqbal so jubilant.

"Aw! pain, Yang. If you want to pinch-cubit not here dong. In my room, yuk" Iqbal became.

"What the hell!" shelvia's face flushed red from Iqbal's temptation. Though it sounded simple but was able to make Shelvia's cheeks instantly change instantly. Bener-bener pinter in Iqbal nih.

"Come on!" without permission Iqbal immediately lifted Shelvia's body until the stick he was carrying fell on the floor.

"Sister!" squealed Shelvia suddenly.

"Ma, pinch Shelvia for a second!" his yell.

"What the hell, Iqbal. Let alone for a moment too. Go as you please and as much as you want." Siska chuckled at her son's behavior.

Very amusing.

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