Degrees of My House

CHAPTER 42

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Dee who saw the departure of Naina could only wipe her chest. His mouth was saying something to calm his heart.

"Astagfirullah, forgive Dee's mouth, O Allah," said Dee holding his own mouth.

"Cheal fast, son," said Dee looking at the face of Al who was sleeping soundly.

This is not the first time that Ibra and Al have been sick together. Before Dee went to jail, Al and Ibra had been sick because they swam until night. Ibra, who initially forbade his son, finally invited Al to swim until night.

Adhan magrib has reverberated, indicating that the night will be approaching to replace the day. Two humans of different ages now appear to be laying down in front of the television in the living room. After Ashar, Al awakens from his sleep and asks Dee to take him to the living room. He said he was bored in the room. The heat had also started to fall, only that his throat was still sore. Ibra was already there before Al.

"Come on, the television towel is small!" al's decree was disturbed by the voice of the ball commentator on television. He was disturbed, because it resulted in the volume of his iPad so inaudible.

Now they're lying in front of the television. Ibra is focused on broadcasting the ball on television and Al is focused on cartoons on his iPad.

"No way, Al. Later Abi did not hear," said Ibra refused Al's request.

Al sat his body facing Ibra. "Abi budeg?" ask Al.

"meaning?" ibra asked confusedly.

"Let's watch television but it's too late for class, Abi. Sula iPad Al lost," said Al showed his iPad to Ibra.

"iPad Al is old."

"Take the senile one."

"Don't be disobedient, boy."

"Abi is also the same dulhaka, Al. If his son's sick in tulutin."

"Abi is also sick again, Al," Ibra replied not to be outdone.

"Candle, Abi."

Amidst their argument, Dee comes with a sarong and Koko for Ibra and Al. This beautiful woman has been complete with a beautiful face attached to her body.

"Mas, Al, let's pray magrib first, yuk," Dee asked.

"Still lemes, Umi," whined Al on Dee.

"The base is spoiled" said Ibra Melek Al. Ibra immediately sat himself down, then took the sarong and cocoa given by Dee. After all, he could not abandon his obligations just because he was sick. Because of illness, Allah still provides convenience for us to carry out our obligations as Muslims. And Ibra also wanted to set a good example for her son.

"Thank you, dear" said Ibra.

"Together, Mas. Wudhu her in the bathroom kitchen only, yes, let it be close. Pray here. Later the TV will be in matiin first," Dee softly told Ibra.

"Yes, dear," replied Ibra and immediately went to the bathroom Dee mentioned in slow steps. Even though the heat had gone down, but his body still remained limp.

After Ibra left, Dee turned to look at Al who was still sitting with his iPad in hand.

"Al, we pray first, yes," Dee persuaded gently.

"Badan Al gilu got ail, Umi," whined Al at Dee. He really didn't want to be exposed to water.

"We are tayamum, yes," Dee suggested.

"Thyamum?" ask Al to Dee. Because the tayamum sentence is completely foreign to his ears.

"Yes, Son. Now Al is following Umi, yes," Dee told Al.

Then Dee explained what tayamum was to Al and taught him. Al just nodded every time he heard Uminya's explanation. What he caught, tayamum was ablution other than with water.

When it was finished, Al and Dee waited for Ibra who was taking ablution in the kitchen bathroom. After Ibra came, they prayed together with Ibra who remained as Imam. After completing three magrib prayer rakaats, Al and Dee took turns kissing Ibra's hands, and were met with a brief kiss on Dee and Al's forehead. After kissing Ibra's hand, Al took turns kissing Uminya's hand, and got a brief kiss on the boy's forehead. Everyone would be envious of seeing the harmony of this family. If someone who does not know every problem faced out this, then they will say that this family is a family that is very harmonious and far from the word quarrel, very beautiful.

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