Beloved Student Religious Teacher

S2. A Gift from Allah Swt

Finally, the party ended at 9 p.m. Zahra's friends, her brother and their parents decide to go home. Zahra and Hanan had forced them to stay over, but they did not want to.

"Mas, go to the room first. Zahra's gonna make some coffee for a second"

"Yes, that's good."

Zahra went to the kitchen and Hanan obeyed his wife's order to go to the room. Hanan went into his room and turned on the room light and his gaze immediately focused on the wrapping lying in the middle of his bed.

He took off his suit and then he walked over to the gift. The gift was directly on his lap and he saw a piece of paper written between the ribbons in the lid of the gift.

...From your beloved wife...

...Zahra Zanira :)...

He opened it and then he found a drug that looked like Linda had given him a few days ago. In the bottle was a message from Zahra.

...Sorry to bother you, if you continue to eat this nausea. Don't forget yeah.....

He turned to the white envelope under the bottle and quickly opened it. He frowned as soon as he saw the head of the letter that read Kusuma hospital which was none other than Linda hospital.

"Is he sick?" muttered.

He immediately read it to the end and he widened his eyes wide and there was positive writing there. In the corner of the paper there was also Zahra's handwriting again.

...This is a gift to my beloved husband. Congratulations yaa.. You want to be papa :)...

Haru's taste approached him. Her eyes were unconscious dripping. He looked at the box again and then got a photo of USG. Hanan looked at him full of haru.

Unknowingly, Zahra was looking at him from the wide-open door. He stepped his foot and then placed his coffee on the table.

Hanan who saw him instantly got up from his seat and hugged Zahra tightly. Hanan's cry broke out instantly. Zahra was also moved and wiped her tears.

"Ih.. His papa nangis si. The mood should have gone up and down on me. Masa mas si's. I'm not ashamed of my baby."

Zahra let go of her embrace and then wiped Hanan's tears.

"As if the cry is ugly know. Do not get the baby. Who's crying, where's the smile?"

Zahra pulled Hanan's cheek in a fit of anxiety. Hanan smiled widely.

"That's dong. Saw it. If the baby is caught in the cry how? It's not good."

Hanan smiled widely and then hugged Zahra again.

"Thank you baby, your gift is the best."

"Gift from me is just a plan. This is a gift from Allah because we have been looking after me all this time. Already taking care of Zahra being an independent and strong woman. Being a woman who is Sholehah and rich in knowledge from the mas who taught Zahra. Here Zahra only plays a role in planning and Alhamdulillah, Allah also blesses him and makes his plans run smoothly. I have not prayed Isya yet, right? We pray Isya first yuk, as well as giving thanks about the gift that has been given to us."

Again Hanan's tears escaped after hearing Zahra's perfect words. Zahra who heard her sobs could only stroke her husband's back.

"Udah mas ih.. Stop crying. I'm cape."

Hanan who heard it let go of his embrace and wiped his tears. He kissed Zahra on the forehead and then carried her to the bed. Hanan looked at his pillow and then told Zahra to sit down with a pillow.

Hanan put his head on Zahra's lap and looked at Zahra's stomach and stroked her. I don't know why Hanan's mood is being up and down. Again he cried and then put his head close to Zahra's stomach and his hands hugged her waist.

"Mas, my goodness. Don't cry. I'm confused what I want. It was so bad in front of baby again. Not ashamed of you.. Issh... Udah mas, the cry is simple first yes, the bath mas we pray isya."

Hanan just shook his head and made Zahra feel amused.

"Don't that.. Let's pray Isya first. You can cry but not for long. Just be careful if you know you're sleeping."

Hanan got up and then wiped his tears.

"Yes, I woke this up. Thank you very much, dear. Your plans and gifts from God are the best. I love you."

"Yes, take a shower."

He looked towards Zahra's stomach again and stroked her.

"Well in my mom's stomach. Don't make mama in pain, let her go to papa. Hm.. Youunderstand.. Cups"

Hanan got up and quickly went to the bathroom. Zahra smiled broadly as she stroked her still flat stomach.

"That's see. How happy your father is when he finds you in his stomach. Be healthy, son."

A few minutes, they also perform Islamic prayers at once to say thank you for the gift given by God. After completing the prayer, Zahra folded the face but was immediately seized by Hanan.

"Let me. You're there lying down and resting ya."

"And just fold the mukenah doang mas. Not five minutes."

"So there is a husband."

"Yes, yes."

Zahra relented and then lay down on her bed, playing the game on her phone. The finished Hanan also lay down next to him.

"Main what dear."

"Cuisine." she replied lightly.

"Baby is a girl."

"You don't know, I'm only 4 weeks old. If the women of yesteryear I played cars."

"Maybe twins."

"Issh mas, if there are two fetal twins. There's one. Do not do it just yet. Oiya mas, this can also play with loh mas. Download yes, later play cooking online together."

"Bright.. Masa mas told to play cooking."

"Mas.. Come.. Hunting down." her request spoiled.

And even resignedly Hanan downloaded it and then played it until late at night.

"What do you think?"

"Mas layanin gih his servant, let me cook. This is only level one, the next levels of customers add a lot of tablets mas. Later ask Fany and Alvero also to play ya."

"You're a rich little boy."

"Udah mas diem. That's it, there's nothing in the layanin."

Hanan could only resign and listen to what Zahra wanted.

"This is actually the baby who asked or you who wanted to play this."

"Not knowing either. I used to not like games, but lately often download games continue to play. Almost all games I downloaded mas. If bosen has been removed look for again."

Hanan just shook his head and they played until 12 p.m.

"Mas, that's it. I sleep that the restaurant is closed first. Play again tomorrow."

"Yes. Now sleep. Good night baby and good night baby. Don't be naughty in the belly of mom. Cups.."

They fell asleep with Hanan's hand on Zahra's belly while stroking her.

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