Fatimah Azahra Her Name

Mother's House

Today is the first Fatimah to visit Mother's house since Fatimah returned from RSH.

So many chats, as if Tah run out of talk material, Flowers are the most dime.

The day changed the night, they spent time in the living room, where the middle house there was no sofa, there were only large dolls to replace the sofa neatly arranged on the carpet., like that lesehan.

Fatimah sat on Doraemon's doll with her legs straightened..

Alvian who had just returned from the mosque with the mang Ucup arrived immediately laid his head on the thigh of the wife.

There was no rejection from Fatimah, Fatimah even opened the peci that Alvian used and then toyed with the hair of the husband

"hihh mas Al is not ashamed..."

"Yee.biarin is the same wife.week"

"oh, Al, have you decided on your reception??"

"yet Bun, Al is still worried about the condition of Fatimah, he still can not be too tired"

"a few days ago, you had your Umma phone, your mother and Umma planned to arrange everything, you just decide what concept to use"

"wouldn't it trouble you?" ask Fatimah

"not my darling..."

"how's brother??"

the one asked instead of answering was even closed to enjoy every touch from the wife.

there is a sense of comfort and sleepiness when in the lap of the dearest and gets a soft defense from her

"sister.." while shaking Alvian's cheek.

"eh it...n sleepy"

"not sleepy, but comfortable" said Mommy while laughing at the spoiled behavior of the son

"what about your idea??" ask Fatimah again

"if brother Al is up to you baby, brother just doesn't want us to be exhausted"

"the point you just set the concept, Mother and Umma who take care of" replied Mother

"and Ijab Kabul we will repeat yes, as documentation only"

"can't you...??"

"As a documentation dear, if the matter is legitimate, it has been recorded on the first date of the Kabul ijab"

"if it doesn't bother you, then,. The Fa just come"

"how's Al?? Fatimah is ok..!"

"later Bunga help too, just calm down mas"

"are you sure, baby??" tanya Al made sure

Fatimah assured with a nod along with a smile

"ok deal yes. tomorrow you can try to check the concept"

"Oh yes, are you guys going to KUA, are there files that Fatimah has to sign?"

"not yet bun, In Shaa Allah this Monday"

"yes, now you rest.."

Alvian got up from his sleep and carried Fatimah...

"Silver down.."

"diam..."

What Alvian did made Fatimah ashamed and covered her face with her left hand.

"Bun, we go up first huh..."

"he. buruan rest" replied Mother in addition to a small laugh, happy to see the happiness of the child and his daughter-in-law.

Alvian carried Fatimah into the room with a white feel..

when viewed from the size of the room, this room is much larger than the room Fatimah

"close this face, this is in the room.."

"Fa's ashamed to know, sister..."

"shame why, right in front of the mother"

"shame on you, shame..."

"it's a shame later on" replied Alvian while sitting Fatimah in bed

Fatimah opened her hijab.

And Alvian just got out of the bathroom and brought a basin of warm water.

"For what??"

"to soak the feet of brother Al's wife"

"Here's his leg"

"sister, it's not polite..."

"sister does this sincerely, not on the basis of a wife's orders to the husband, this is one form of dear brother Al, so there is no such thing as impolite name"

Fatimah died, after finishing soaking her feet.. Alvian dried it with a towel and put Fatimah's feet on the bed.

Alvian went back to the bathroom to throw the warm water used to soak Fatimah's feet.

Then he returned and laid his body next to Fatimah

"Sister..."

"do you have an empty bookcase??"

"oh that.he just ordered Al a few days ago"

"for...??"

"Here..." Alvian patted his thigh, so that Fatimah lay on his thigh

Fatimah can only obey, because if denied also free.

"already" while laying his head right over Alvian's thigh

Alvian gently lent Fatimah long hair

"sister"

"oh yeah forget, your hair is very soft sich.."

"what shampoo is sich??"

"sister...."

"hmmm.yeah..iya..."

"Since Al knew the Fa loved to read, even the Fa room was filled with books, so he decided to make a bookshelf for this room...later you can Fa the contents of the books that Fa likes"

"when are you planning to move here??" ask Fatimah

"whenever the Fa wants.the brother is ready"

"I'm sorry, Fa so misahin brother Al and mother"

"Nobody needs to apologize or apologize, neither this house, nor Abi's"

"But the Fa is a concern why Brother Al is so spoiled at home"

"cook sich. kayak her usual, but not papa klo kak Al spoiled same wife"

"who's the plan to spoil??" ask Fatimah full of questions

"sich plans exist." replied Alvian with a seductive smile.

"au.au.au.au pain dear"

A gift of a pinch in Alvian's stomach in return for Alvian's answer

"brave...??"

"no.no dare..."

"however, it may be that Brother Al dares to indulge into another, if behind the veil of brother Al's wife is apparently quite fierce as well"

"ihh.. even mocked"

"seriously..kak Al will not dare and will not want to also time.mean brother Al's plan to be spoiled to Mother and Umma"

"It turns out that's right said Hafidz. Al's wife, another on the outside, another on the inside.."

"mean her??"

"he. that brother Al knew Fatimah Azahra was not much to say, Cuek.turned out it was just the outward appearance, the original..."

"What's real??" ask Fatimah while singing her lips

cup

one to-cup landed on the left cheek

"sister Al..."

cup

one to-cup landed on the right cheek

"sister Aallll......"

"hehehe...."

"no lambs. later brother Al addedin loh"

"Huufft"

"hahaha.." hearing Fatimah Alvian's reply, he chuckled.

"there are times when we choose silence, and there are times when we show our true side to those who may know it"

cup

one kiss landed on the lips of Fatimah

this time Fatimah was not angry even fixated on getting the kiss.

His heart was arguing very loudly.

his cheeks suddenly became blushing.

"the more beautiful the dech if the cheeks are red" joked Alvian who saw the expression of the wife

and that made Fatimah cover her face with both her hands.

"it's night, bobok yuk... drowsiness.." said Alvian while cradling Fatimah's head and placed it on a pillow, Tampa cared about Fatimah who still covered her face with her two hands.

"When are you gonna get that face closed??" alvian asked with a small laugh

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