Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 23

Hi all friends. Yes, because you have always followed the story of Haidee, Ibra and Al. Here, the author wants to tell all friends, that the novel "LOVE HAIDEE CHANGED THE TITLE TO MY HOUSEHOLD DEGREE."

Why would the author change the title? because I think the title OF MY HOUSEHOLD DEGREE is more suitable and fitting for this novel story. Because this novel tells the trials and trials of the Haidee and Ibra household. And there is also the role of Al, as a child who sacrificed greatly for the affection of his parents.

Don't forget to keep reading the story of Ibra, Dee and Al yes. With a new title that is THE DEGREE OF MY HOUSEHOLD. Calm down, the storyline is still exciting, so pantengin continues yes. Because friends are all the most meritorious people behind the success of this novel later. Thanks very much.

🌹HAPPY READING 🌹

The night has come, the time has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. Currently, Dee and Al are spending time together by exchanging stories. Forgetting the hurt and sadness to create the happiness they will always feel. They lay together in Al's room. Al slept with Dee's thighs as his pads. Dee rubbed his son's hair gently. Currently Dee does not use a hijab or wig to cover his pelontos head. Because this is Al's request.

"Umi," call Al to look at Dee's face.

Dee. "Yes, son," replied Dee softly. His hand continued to gently rub Al's hair.

"Umi's always pretty. No woman can beat Umi's beauty. Umi is the love of Al's peltama."

"Umi's son is great. I know first love. Who taught Al that like that ?" ask Dee.

"Uncle Kevin."

"What did Uncle Kevin say ?"

"Uncle said this," Al got up from his sleep and sat right in front of Dee. "Peltama's love is a love that will not be lost in memory at all and will always be in memory" said Al demonstrating Kevin's style of speech. After that, Al returned to his body.

Dee laughed at Al's adult-like speech, but with his slurred accent. "Umi's son is very smart," said Dee gemes pinching the cheeks of Cabi Al.

"Al's not ashamed, look at Umi's hair is not there," said Dee pointed to the head of the pelontosnya.

Al looked up, looking into Dee's eyes. "Why so subtle shame? Umi knows, Umi is the most beautiful woman. Kalena Umi is not only beautiful face, but also beautiful heart. Al is proud to have Umi Dee, as Uminya Al," Al told Dee.

"Umi's children are very smart when talking. Umii is very lucky to have a child like, Al," Dee replied smilingly.

Al sat his body. "Al is also very dear, Umi," replied Al giving a kiss of affection on Dee's cheek.

"Umi and Al are like two bodies of one soul. His body was different, but his soul was one. If Al is sick, Umi must be sick too. If Al is sad, Umi can feel it. If Al is disappointed, Umi feels his sadness. Therefore, Umi Dee and Al will not be separated. Except by God's will" said Dee softly. Al nodded his head and smiled.

Anxious Dee with a handsome face Al kissed the whole face of Al.

"Hahaha, amused Umi, hahaha," laughs Al as Dee kisses the whole part of his face.

Dee was happy to see her son's laughter. The burden on his shoulders disappeared instantly seeing Al's loose laughter. Dee stopped his activities. His hand moved to pick up the instant hijab he had just placed at the head of the bed.

"We're going down, yuk!" take Dee with you after she finishes using her hijab.

"Ngapain Umi ?"

"Al had not eaten from waking up. Later his stomach hurts when late eating."

Dee fell silent. He recalled Ibra's actions that did not take him to Al's school. But instead teach Naina. Have they not made up ? But why would Ibra behave like that to him. That was the question that had been on his mind.

"So Abi told Umi that today Abi came home late" Dee told Ibra.

"Yes already. Now we're down, huh ?" connect Dee while holding Al's hand.

Dee and Al enjoyed their dinner. Dee fed Al with her hands at the boy's request. Bi Nini who saw this happy scene from the kitchen smiled as well.

"Alhamdulillah. Now the Madam can enjoy the results of her patience and sincerity. You are indeed very good, O God" muttered Bi Nini happy to see the happiness of Dee.

After finishing eating, Dee invites Al to enter his private room.

"Al, we're going to Umi's private room, yuk ?"

"Yes, Umi. Al kangen wants to make more crafts."

Dee and Al walk towards Dee's private room. Once there, they spend time making glasses out of clay.

"Umi," call Al to Dee.

Dee. Without Dee knowing, Al pointed his clay-filled index finger at Dee's cheek. When Dee turned her head, her nose was hit by the clay.

"Umi's son is naughty, yes," said Dee prepared to retaliate for Al's treatment.

Al evades. She ran with her small steps away from Dee. There was a chase from the mother and the child. Forgetting the pain from the wounds that were on their bodies. Their clothes and faces were already dirty because of the clay. But a laugh came out of the lips of the two.

No time has shown at nine o'clock in the evening. Ibra who had just entered the house heard a loose laugh from the direction of Dee's private room. He knew this was the voice of his wife and son. Ibra immediately walked into the room. Since the door was not closed, Ibra could see clearly how happy Dee and Al were. Dee and Al's laugh was able to put out a handsome smile on Ibra's face. His tiredness was instantly lost seeing the beautiful scenery before his eyes.

Thank God, O Allah. You bring back smiles and happiness from both sources of my life. Ibra said thankfully in her heart.

Unwilling to interrupt his wife and son, Ibra leaves Dee's private room and walks to her room.

Elsewhere, a woman was on a rampage destroying everything in her room. The room that had been neat, was now like a broken ship. Fractions of shard strewn across the floor. A makeup mirror that has been cracked because of a knife. The clothes that should be in the closet are scattered everywhere.

"The boy has dared to go against everything I said. Just watch out, get ready sweet little boy. The hell of the world will soon come upon you. After all, you can't be happy together. And I will snatch your dear Abi from your fucking Umi" said the woman with an evil grin on her lips. His hand moved to throw a small arrow at a family photo he had attached to the wall of his room.

Tak

The arrow landed right in the middle of the photo.

"You" said someone entering the woman's room.

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We give Ibra, Dee and Al happiness first yes friends. Life should not be sad just 😊😊🌹