Dr. Ani And Family's

Sorry yeah

Ani just came home after doing prewedding photos with her future husband. Zainal just drove him to the front of the gate.

Prewedding photos of the two lovebirds were done in the studio and in the garden of Zainal's house but of course stick with the idealism of both. Without touching and not excessive.

The mother who initially disagreed and pursed her lips during the shooting process even smiled happily after seeing the results on the laptop screen. How it actually looks adorable so that his lips endlessly singleness smile.

Even when Ani say goodbye home he kissed Ani cheeks many times to make the girl's heart flowery but also at the same time he was afraid if one day he did wrong. It was not impossible that the woman who would become his in-laws would hate him many times if he made a mistake.

Ani had said that to Zainal when they were in the car heading home. About his anxiety in prospective in-laws who have explosive personalities, both when like and dislike

Zainal answered wisely, saying that the duty of man is only to try and pray afterwards so that destiny works.

Ani smiled happily hearing that. Although sometimes Zainal is spoiled and at certain times likes to sulk but when Ani is upset and anxious he can make her feel calm.

Isn't that a desirable combination. Understand and fill. Covering each other's weaknesses are indeed created with various kinds of defects and blemishes to appreciate each other and perfect their partners.

Zainal, who was driving and focused on the streets, felt the unusual gaze of the girl who was soon to be his wife. Her cheeks were hot and nervousness began to run through her body.

"Don't look at me like that.... I can take a selfie later!".

"Are you brave? I'm a black belt already?!" Ani tried to provoke.

Zainal marginalized the car and then braked it until the sound of the tires that met the asphalt squeaked deafening and made the girl who had just mocked him shocked and began to look at herself.

The man with the moustache squinted his eyes, trying to give a sharp look to make an impression if he was ferocious.

Ani swallowed her saliva as fear ambushed her heart. Not because he could not fight but he was afraid that Zainal could not control himself and ambushed him. If that happens, his soul always thinks that Zainal is a man who can refrain from doing anything more before the agreement is said and witnesses say legitimate.

"Don't provoke me..!. I am a man and I don't like to be intimidated forever. I can do crazy things and forget all the idealism that is embedded in the soul...". Zainal brought her face closer to her lover. He blew his warm breath on the face of the veiled girl whose face was now red.

Both felt an unusual heartbeat, rumbling in the chest, like the pounding of waves in the ocean that could hit anything he encountered destroyed everything.

Ani looked away and tried to ease everything she felt. The fear and anxiety that had sprung up in his heart now changed happily because it turns out Zainal is a man who fits his criteria. Even so he promised himself that he would not provoke Zainal again.

Zainal drove his car to suppress his emotions and something that stirred in him. He warned me if this was not the time. Trying to suppress the turmoil of the taste that asks to hasten. Wait a minute and after that I will not hold it again on the first night, her heart said.

Like a person whose loyalty Zainal overtakes the cars in front of him makes Ani's heart melt because of fear due to his own actions. No sound despite high anxiety.

Arriving at the gate of the Dutch-style house, Zainal was still silent not to open his mouth even just to say goodbye. He tried desperately to make his boiling center invisible to his beloved girl.

While Ani who felt bad then said, "Be careful mas" and she only got the answer hem only from her future husband.

Directly turn the car without going down let alone greet the residents. That is not Zainal's habit but of course he will not let his legacy which is currently showing its existence seen by other humans.

Zainal even felt his face warming up when his car had started to walk away from the area of the house of the idol. Curse her overly bold self and end up like a test of guts for herself.

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Inside the spacious living room there was a grandfather who was playing with his grandson. Maryam was chatting merrily in a baby family walker or commonly called a baby donut while playing chirping and the aged man pushed her back and forth using his legs.

Ani kissed the father's hand while wailing to find the figure of Jannah who usually looks after Maryam.

"Where is it?", asked Ani cheerfully.

Unexpectedly his father even looked at him sharply and immediately made Ani afraid of whether he might have made a mistake. It was unusual for his patient father to look angry and look at him like that.

"Why so long? Don't you know that your mother is sick?" said the man, throwing his face away.

"Sick?", as he remembered when he left earlier, Jannah was fine. He walked away from his father to Karina's room, which is now occupied by Bu Jannah.

Ani knocked on the door of the room slowly so as not to surprise the occupants.

"Mom... It's Ani...!"

"Uhuk... uhuk.. Just come in son!", Jannah replied in her voice.

Slowly Ani opened the door of the room made of teak wood whose age was even several times the age of Ani.

"Mother is sick?", her tone sounded anxious and there was a sense of guilt for having left her long enough. "Why didn't you call Ani, ma'am...?"

"Yes. Sorry yes! After the prayer, suddenly the mother's body feels weak and the head feels dizzy....". The woman who had been considered like her own mother was massaging the temple with her hands that began to wrinkle.

Ani grabbed the middle-aged woman's wrist and then felt her pulse using her index and middle fingers right at the base of her thumb while looking at her watch.

Counting the pulse of Jannah's mother who turned out to work more slowly. She breathed her breath into her insensitive self.

"Mom rest mom!". Ani justifies the location of the blanket so that the mother ustadz Zainuddin was comfortable.

When he got outside the room Ani removed the cloth that covered his head since this morning and put it on his shoulder because he felt sultry.

He sent a message to Mia's sister asking her to buy medicine at the pharmacy as she wrote and asking her to come home quickly because Jannah was sick.

"Sorry yeah.... Let Maryam be with Ani. I can rest now" he said, crouching beside Maryam's donut.

"It is not that he does not want to play with grandchildren but the physical condition of our parents is not the same as the young ones" said the father, kissing Maryam and passing to his house, his residence.