Dr. Ani And Family's

El

Mr. Dirman's house looks very boisterous. Since morning the women have been busy cooking while some of the men who usually help in the fields and gardens Lukman is now asked to help in the house . Buy something to market or to a warehouse where vegetables are sorted and packaged. At the time of having such a wish there is still something that passed even though it has been carefully listed.

Today there is an aqiqah event for his first sons Lukman and Laila. Since morning has been held the Tadarrus of the Qur'an by the huffadz and the night will be held in prayer.

Lukman is shaving his son's hair helped by bang Alif and will later be weighed. The weight will be equal to the price of gold and will then be given up.

The goat was chosen the best of his goats which were cared for by Mr. Dirman behind the house. He also began serving the services of small-time aqiqah Maryam was born.

Lukman remains a farmer and is now learning to become a farmer as well. He continued to learn to introduce organic agricultural products and his aqiqah service on social media even though the response was not as he had hoped.

Although he already had his knowledge but the development of the times forced him to learn how to use social media for the betterment of his business.

Although the business is not as good as the Alif bang which has now begun to reach foreign markets not only through buying and selling applications such as shoope and lazada but through instagram now various accecories bang Alif that have been patented his name has been exported to several countries. Japan, Malaysia and Australia and Canada.

Lukman still tries his best because the business in agriculture must dare to compete and dare to lose. Ready to complain customers if the vegetables that come are not fresh anymore. If delivery is constrained then the vegetables will wither and worse can rot so it is not worth selling and must be discarded.

Thank God he has started to supply several supermarkets and restaurants that provide organic food that has recently become more and more in demand.

"Mas has not?", asked Laila to Lukman who was holding Latif while cleaning his son's head from the remaining hairs and collecting them in one container.

"Why?", Lukman turned to Laila and immediately glared at her eyes. Laila uses a rectangular veil that is only attached to her neck to make her neck visible and her breasts are now increasingly spilled lubber everywhere more make people who see definitely swallow because of spit.

"Please carry El for a while!", Lukman gave his son to bang Alif who had helped him shave Latif's hair.

"The call is El now?"- bang Alif.

"Tuh.maknya who asked his son to be called El. Just bang...!". Lukman hugged Laila's shoulder and led her into the room.

"Mas.. can't yet! I'm still dying.."-Laila was afraid her husband would suddenly want to hit her.

"What can't be?". He took off Laila's veil.

" What do you want me to do in my room?".

"What do I want?".

"Mas... geli ah...". Laila tried to get rid of her husband's head that was in the niche of her neck.

"You anyway....Find a wide veil so it doesn't look like this.... Gemes me".

"Mas geliiii... don't make it because of me!!. Many people are ashamed... What if I scream?!". Now he's trying to get Lukman's hand off his chest.

"Close this. This is special stuff just for me. No one else can see!". Lukman's hands are naughty.

"But now divided equally El first well. Mas can only hold can not be enjoyed kayak usually...".

"It's just mine. I don't want to share", Lukman's hand is out of control.

"Yes, that's exactly what El ya. This one is khu-sus to you....".Laila said as she let go of her husband's embrace and walked towards the closet. He took an instant bego veil that was quite wide.

"What is this?".

"That's not all, papa... Hunchback road is like this!!". He bowed his body giving an example to Laila.

"Yes Alloh... Pain dong my back mas....".

"I don't want this to be seen by others", Lukman's hand was anxious to make.

" It's not closing. I hope no one sees it....". Laila tried to calm her husband down.

"Emh. If you want nyuin go straight to the room!!"

"Prabetin El dong! Let me suck him up. Luber-luber to this wet!".

"Tok tock..."

" Sister Lala..!!!! Brother!!!", Ani's voice slightly shouted.

Hurried Lukman out of the room. "What's wrong?".

"Ngapain is inside only. People on the bother also splinter it yes...!" Ani babbling scolded her brother.

"It's an adult business. The kids can't know. You are also the same to mate like Zainal ya An, anger keeps feeling....."

"Cloth"

Ani hit her brother's arm hard for saying a no-no.

"Yes! Don't hit my husband! If anything says to me, let me hit him...". Laila rubbed her husband's arm which had just been hit by her sister.

"You train me yank.... Turns out you want to bully me. KDRT is called yank.", said Lukman memelas.

"Try Lala to hit me now, I want to see!". Ani said while folding her arms.

"Yes, it will be...".

"Not believing.... !". Said Ani.

"Remassed much of it?. I didn't hear if anyone was njai. Respect a little!". Mr. Dirman who from earlier saw his children crowded even though in the living room there are people who are teaching along to open their voices.

"Bite this well....". Ani Sudang.

"Already!". Mr. Dirman said then continued his breakfast.

"Why are you looking for me?" - Lukman.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim.com awaited people from Manna Salwa.", said Ani.

"Yes Alloh.yes mas.it has been waiting for him. I was gonna say I forgot....". Laila patted her eel.

" Yes, I'm ahead first. An....!! Please take El to be sussuin the same round!", said Lukman as he passed.

"Where is latif?", asked Ani to Laila.

"El an's... Call him now El. He was the same bang Alif."

"Yes El...". Ani answered pleasing the new mother.

Laila saw that Jannah was putting food on the table while Dirman was about to finish breakfast. He smiled at the two who looked timid. There was a desire in his heart to unite them.

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