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Almeera Az-Zahra Alfianisya, daughter of Alvian Dharmawan and Fatimah Az-Zahra Surya.
Almeera is a beautiful girl, Humble and also jolly. He has a twin brother named Muhammad Azzam Atthallah.
Well who has read Ajeng's sak story before must have known the same figure as this figure.who he is how the family background.
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The tiny little baby with thick black hair was already in Aydan's arms, where the little baby had just been in from his arms, seeking warmth from his mother.
Aydan sat on the sofa in Syafeera's ward, Started chanting adhan and Iqamah in the ears of his son, sounding so melodious, tears flowed.
Each of the words contains many meanings and meanings and prayers...
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (2x)
Aydan introduced the son that God is His God
Asyhadu allaa willaaha (2x)
Again Aydan gave steadiness to the Son, Only God is his Lord
Ashhadu anna Muhammadar rasuulullah (2x).
Aydan introduced Muhammad as the Suri Tauladan
Hayya's 'alashshalaah (2x)
Aydan reminded the Son not to leave the Prayer
Hayya's (2x).
Prayer will lead him to victory
Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar (1x)
Laa lilaaha (1x)
God and God are the only place to return.
Syafeera also shed tears, So did the mother, and there was one more figure that Tampa they realized was standing at the door
"Goddessa... Adhan and Iqamah are melodious." said the father suddenly and made everyone turn their heads
"Dad.." they said at the same time.
Father approached the princess, in Syafeera's brow kiss
"daughter of a great father.." with a heavy tone of voice resisted the crying
"blessing father's prayer .." replied Syafeera with tears dripping down
"hmmm..... what's his name??"
"Muhammad Shahdan Atthallah." replied Aydan while looking at his son
"Muhammad Shah and Atthallah." I repeated the name that Aydan called.
"Yes well.he has the gift of God, Aydan and Syafeera before he will be a boy who is able to see the truth and will bring the truth anyway.."
"Aamiin.." replied Father and Mother.
"The name and hope are beautiful.may grandchildren grandfather can walk always in the truth that Allah is pleased with.." said the father stroked the crown of the grandson and kissed him, he said, there is a prayer in her
"Mother thinks Shahdan stands for your name." said Mother Aydan.
"oh yes yes very fitting .." reply mother Syafeera
"It could be that way too, too, Syafeera and Aydan, but behind the name there's a special meaning, which is to see the truth.."
"Goddess..."
"if it's done well put it in the baby box Nak Aydan. said the old man mah, pamali in the arms, later bauk hands, so his mother could not say anything, he said, want it in the hold aja.." said Mother Syafeera
"there's that Bun...??" ask Syafeera
"equally if so, Mom, parents used to love it...hehehehe" replied Aydan and they chuckled.
But soon dr. Arafah came, checking the condition of Syafeera and also baby Shahdan..
"Oma.opa... let his grandchildren sleep first yes." said dr.Arafah.
"doctor knows that his oma wants her to carry aja.." reply mother Syafeera
"know Oma.kayar kok, but kasian later baby. oh yes Bu Syafeera Alhamdulillah all normal yes, if there are no obstacles tomorrow afternoon can go home.. "
"oh, how's Asi, Mom..??"
"So there's a dock out, but just a little.."
"no papa is new, and this is also late at night, can rest first, the struggle must be tired, right? and multiply eating vegetables yes. vitamins as well, let Asi smooth"
"thank you doc.." reply Aydan.
"I'm sorry first, later if there is anything can contact the doctor on duty yes"
"thank you doc, make the doctor overtime" Syafeera said
"it is my duty, with pleasure..."
"Wallaikumusallam..."
"Mother and father can go home first, Aydan can take care of Syafeera
"sure...??"
"sure, you must be tired too.."
"yes we've gone home first, tomorrow morning, we're here all bring change of clothes." replied mother Aydan
"Oh yeah Bun, if Arga is still in front tell him to go home, he's the one who picked up dad.."
"you told me to go home again last night, after all, it's night." replied Dad.
the mothers and fathers came home, lived Aydan who took care of Syafeera and the baby
Baby Shahdan was sleeping in his crate, and Aydan was sitting up in Syafeera's bed
Smacking the old Syafeera's forehead again and again the tears were dripping, and Syafeera felt the warmth of the tears.
"Yes..."
Aydan wiped his tears. "yes..."
"why cry...??"
"you know you're not a guy who's good at stringing words..??" Syafeera nodded
"mas do not know what to express happiness with what Sya..mas happy, mas also hurt to see your struggle.."
"mas also struggled, said the mother mas was at least able to see blood in large quantities, but was passing all that for the sake of Sya and Shahdan..."
"that's not how bad it is with your struggle.thank you, baby..."
Syafeera did not answer, but Syafeera asked Aydan to sleep next to her
"not afraid of narrow...??"
"the bed is roomy... I want it in kelonin.." The pinta is spoiled.
"yes already here mas kelonin, sleep is. mas also must take care of you and dedek.."
Aydan laid his body next to Syafeera, then stroked Syafeera's head, making Syafeera fall asleep quickly, the struggle of these few days, until a few hours ago it was completely draining her energy and energy, it was a huge waste of energy, his body was like a crumble.
Aydan instead of going to bed when Syafeera and baby Shahdan sleep, he slowly moved, headed to the bathroom, took ablution, performed night prayers, and went to the bathroom, express gratitude and gratitude for all the blessings and also the help of God.
Because this is not separated from the will of the owner.
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