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Waiting for the Arrival of Mother

Syafeera was impatiently waiting for the arrival of the mother, the beginning Syafeera wanted to come but Aydan asked to wait at home, not wanting the wife exhausted, although in fact the distance is not too far.

"How long ago, my Aydan...??" ask Syafeera

"just left Sya. most recently to the airport, and mother also has not Landing.."

"non Sya is too excited, so 5 minutes feels an hour.." reply mbak

"hehehe... feel waiting for an invitation from his girlfriend mbak .." reply Syafeera and they also chuckle together.

"the mother's bedroom Syafeera has been made sure clean, right..??" ask mother

"mum, I changed the bedsheets this morning.the bathroom was also cleaned.."

"thank you, ma'am.. Yes many ngerepotin mbak nich..."

"not at all non, this mother's family is like her own mother's family, mbak it's not a servant's kayak, kayak family." said the mother and mother embrace it

"even Sulis' husband could be like this because of Aydan's trust..."

"not only that, because indeed he can be trusted." overwriting mother

Almost two hours waiting on the sofa while looking at television, and culminated in a feeling of sleepiness.

Not because long at the airport, more precisely long on the trip, as usual the streets will be quite crowded at work.

At the end of Aydan and mother Syafeera also arrived, Aydan brought his mother's suitcase to enter, welcomed by the besan with joy, then commented on the smile as she looked at her little princess with a bulging stomach sleeping on the sofa.

"from earlier it's been like a parrot, Mom, can't wait to welcome the mother came, as a result of sleeping tuch..." Said mother Aydan

"yes it was quite jammed... what is it like every day ..??" ask Mother Sya towards Aydan

"regular Bun, hours home from work, so office employees, PNS or day laborers all go home and some exchange work shifts"

"mari Ma'am, let's take her to the room." said the mother while pulling her suitcase.

"yes mother to the room first, clean, let's fresher and relieve fatigue.." Said mother Aydan

"Yes..wake up dear.." while stroking Syafeera's hair.

"hmmm.." His response while writhing lazily, but in the next minute his eyes rounded.

"when are you home, which mother??" ask her spirit

"mom's taking a bath in the room again.."

"iih, didn't Sya jad welcome mother, mas really long sich..??" her nagging

"macet.mas will bring a private car, not an ambulance that is free of obstacles.."

"hmm.. Sometimes ambulance cars are also lost to private cars.."

"it's not his car's fault, it's the man who doesn't understand.."

"that's how citizens +62.."

"you also include citizens +62 loh.." reply Aydan.

"but I never get in the way of an ambulance, I understand that ambulance is free of obstacles, sometimes I like Jitak or car drivers who do not know the rules, I know the rules, sometimes overtake is also not Mandang who carry a motorcycle, let alone the same bus driver, as long as the one carrying a small motorcycle, so it is not considered, where the horn sounds to be surprised, so it is not considered, to the point of having to move to the shoulder of the road. almost Nyunsep again to the bushes, fortunately not a ravine.." Syafeera's scolding at length.

"this is a discussion of why is it everywhere..??" ask Aydan wonder

"mas tuh began.." replied Syafeera did not want to be wrong right..

"already.. buruan take ablution, we pray jamah at home.." reply Mother Aydan.

"the mother has not yet come down..."

"later down, we'll get ready, for the mushola..." Syafeera is too cute

When Syafeera was neat with Mukena, her mother came, and quickly Syafeera hugged her..

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi's.."

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi's.."

Aydan also led to recite and pray, there was mbak and mamang as well.

After the prayer was completed together, Syafeera immediately embraced mother..

"iih already want to be a mother is still a crybaby.." seduced mother Syafeera

"kayak mother does not cry.." reply Syafeera did not accept and the others chuckled

"how are you doing Grandma... healthy right??" while stroking Syafeera's stomach

"healthy grandma.." Syafeera answered

"so when was the doctor's estimate..??"

"the calculation is three weeks away Bun, but can go forward can also back down said his doctor.."

"it's all prepared...??"

"has Bun..." Aydan answered

"No to hunger nich.. food is ready, you know." said Mother Aydan.

They went to the dining table, enjoying a dish that Mother Aydan and the cook this afternoon.

"Olive oil is drunk, right..??" ask Mother Syafeera, when you have finished eating

"drunk Bun.., the beginning is a bit strange, the taste of Gimana's pedar is like that. now the heck is getting used to it, let alone the fitting of his drink after eating dates.."

"Alhamdulillah, dates are great for raising HB, and also for ASI so keep rutinkan "

"Alhamdulillah never late dates in the house of Ma'am." replied Mother Aydan.

"food that the Prophet preferred, and was allowed to consume in Odd quantities, because it determines its efficacy for our bodies" Aydan added

The Prophet said: "Verily there is one tree among the trees, one that does not fall. This tree is like a Muslim, so tell me what the tree is?" Then people guessed wadhi trees. Abdullah said: "Too darted inside me, that tree is a date palm, yet I am ashamed to reveal it." Then they said: "O Messenger of Allah tell us what tree it is?" Then, he replied: "it is a date palm." (Silk Hr)

After their prayer is gathered in the middle room, Syafeera did not want to escape from the arms of the mother. Aydan and the mother could only shake with Syafeera's spoiled behavior.

"Well, sleep, it's not good to sleep too late." said the mother

"yes, you must also be very tired.."

Aydan turned off the television and they headed to the second floor, and when they reached the second floor they headed to their respective rooms

"mothers are not afraid to sleep alone." - Syeera

"hmm.. later if you are afraid of your mother gedor the door of your room.." reply mother.

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