AMONG THE 3A

CHAPTERS 182. RAYYAN

The couple, who were being overwhelmed with happiness because they had just been entrusted by Allah, re-entered the spacious court of Abah's residence. Parked the young master's sporty black luxury Honda Jazz into a garage located behind Mushola side by side with workshops and warehouses.

When he opens the left door so that Aiswa can get out of her car, Amir is startled by Alex's voice.

"Den Mas, the guest's resting. See you in the morning or do I knock on the door again?" greet Alex when he sees Amir will close the garage.

"Let it rest first, who is Bang?" amir asked while holding Aiswa's arm so as not to leave her.

"Doctor Rayyan, with his mother turned out. Mang Sapri here, what husband and wife from Hong Kong? no time to see the obvious jomplang.which may be handsome people ko same mother-and-a-half old," chuckle Alex until his shoulders shake.

"Sapri is there" Amir laughed.

"Bii, I want to go in, a lot of mosquitoes," complained Aiswa aware of the two men who were cool talking.

"Honey, let's go first."

"Ish, it's from here that I want to go in, but this is it.." Stupefied at Amir who still blocked his fingers.

He wanted Amir to enter the house together, but whatever power the Madam seemed to have been upset. He let Aiswa for a moment.

"I'm sorry, sorry, but go in first. I think Rayyan came out, yes" Amir saw Rayyan sitting on the porch of the pavilion next to his house.

"Meet me first, Den Mas," suggested Alex.

"Biiiiiiiiii...." Aiswa exclaimed from the front porch.

"Oh my goodness, Bang sorry. I'll see a guest tomorrow again. Madam is berserk," Amir passed after Aiswa.

"Buck...." Rayyan said hello when she saw her friend had returned.

"Doctor, assalamu'alaikum. Been long?" Amir greeted Rayyan, approaching to the terrace of the pavilion.

"Two times here, just wanted to start the hotel said Mang who was it, here has been provided a room .. so come out again, ngajak Mama around the city ngabisin car charter ration also ... I need to, tomorrow again yes," explained Rayyan.

"Here you go, don't go to the hotel. Yes, tomorrow again. Aeyza also crave ... have you eaten yet? i'm prepared?"

"It's been a lot of Mas, in it food, fruit, drinks. Already similar to the hotel service, mantep bener. Mama also said people here are friendly even though there is no host, thank you very much. I want to see who can work?"

"Dimaafin yes if this is less, tomorrow breakfast inside yes Doc, invite Mama .. monggo please, but sorry I can not nemenin," said Amir let Rayyan around the residence.

"Dude...." Amir called Alex who was still standing near the warehouse.

"Nevermind, thank you. Have a good rest" said Rayyan.

Alex approached his young master half-run.

"Please accompany Dr. Rayyan, tomorrow is her breakfast inside" Amir asked as Alex stood by her.

"Ok Den Mas."

"Samely, equally ... congratulations, hopefully comfortable, Doctor, while accompanied by Bang Alex," Amir then parted into the house leaving Rayyan with Alex.

Amir was about to enter the room, but the door was locked.

"Darling, open the donk. Can't lash, later adek exactly I loh. Though I was, wanting her to look like you, "Amir knocked on the door of his room slowly, persuading Aiswa to open it.

"Sana Bii, just go out with Bang Alex or Rayyan, all of you" he exclaimed from behind the room.

"Astaghfirullah, Aiswa." Amir laughed, then he took the spare key from Abah's closet drawer.

"Rohi, the key is unplugged?"

"Why?"

"I'm going to get the key through the top window, use the pole." Amir accidentally knocked something to make a sound.

Aiswa who was upset, actually pulled the key from the door leaf. Amir's bait was successful, so that when the key was pulled from the inside, he could enter it from the outside.

"I can't, I'll take the key" he exclaimed.

Amir then put the spare key in the keyhole and opened it.

"Well, ko Qolbi can come in anyway?" sumpul Aiswa wonder mixed.

"Can donk, my wife is smart," wants to laugh but be held back.

Aiswa pulls the blanket over her entire body.

"Umma, can't be missed. Host, if a believer is obligated to glorify a guest, the imam of Bukhari said. The guest comes to bring sustenance and is washed away the sins of the inhabitants of the house, this is also the hadith of the ashes of Sheikh ..one more, the most important thing is to glorify the guest will be the inclusion of the grace and blessings of God ... the reward if entertaining them, every food feed is written like the reward of Hajj and Umrah, said Ibn Abbas according to the word Rosulullah," he whispered while holding Aiswa.

Aiswa is still flinching.

"When I nyuekin guests anyway dear, adek should start to introduce good habits like this from the time he grew, although not blown spirit ... Did you forget? I'm sorry if it was wrong that you got bitten by a mosquito. Here, where I want to see, how dare the mosquito bite my wife's smooth skin," Amir still persuaded Aiswa's plan.

"Bii," hept.

"I'm hugging Bii?" Aiswa opened the blanket.

"No, not wrong."

"Lies, sins loh Bii," said Aiswa again.

The test, wrong. Trapping questions.

"My wife is never wrong, I just don't understand, I can't properly understand, I'm sorry baby."

"He em, I'm sorry but don't put me to sleep, there's a tip yes," said Aiswa again covered her body with a blanket.

"Huh?" Kan, patiently patient.

I guess from yesterday it was just because it was spoiled, not to mention I had to practice patience.

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The next morning, breakfast.

"Biiiiiii," Aiswa begins to search for Amir's patience puzzle.

"Dear, Umma najai first thing in the morning. Here, let the demon go." Amir pulled her in his lap, smirking Aiswa's cheek in an exasperation as she chanted the holy verse.

"By."

"Dear dear," he answered.

"By."

"What the hell, njai first, just spend one letter. "

"By."

"Ish gemes, what the hell?" He again kissed all parts of his wife's face until Aiswa felt amused.

"Udah Bii, yes, I'm diem."

"So you just want to do that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Astaghfirullah Rohi, you make my mood rise, like before breakfast, yuk." Bisik Amir.

"Yuk," Aiswa kissed her husband's lips softly.

"Easy mood now?"

Geck. Geck.

"Den Mas, breakfast is ready." Joanna's Voice.

"Bii, loose, loose, lepaaaassss," he cried pushing Amir's face that still smeared his nape.

"What the hell, breakfast you first."

"Doctor Rayyan, his mother's been waiting for me."

"Oh yeah, forgot a guest. Tidy up your clothes baby, we come out after you are ready," said Amir while pulling Aiswa's arm to get up.

He then took a sock on the bed, put it on Aiswa's feet and grabbed a dark purple slipper for his wife to wear.

The two left the room, greeting their guests. Mama Rayyan was amazed at the figure of Aiswa sitting in front of her. Also because treated to a romantic view of the two hosts who feed each other food even in front of their guests.

"Mas, I brought Mama here, all for a walk. It looks like I'm going to move to Indonesia and I'm looking for a suitable place to live" said Rayyan's doctor, opening a morning chat at the dinner table.

"Usually if the move likes to be given a recommendation by the hospital from Dok?"

"There are, RSPP and Hudamas," Rayyan added.

"The most cool international elite hospital in Indonesia is in addition to Hermana Arya" said Amir amazed.

"Niatan Rayyan all let his wife come with him or Mama, Nak Amir," Mama Rini chimed in.

"Who's candidate? the Javanese?" ask Aiswa.

"He's...."

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