Halal Lover

The Part 16

"I love you. Let this be my business. How you behave to me, it's up to you."

alif who becomes Dilan-Alif

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NAZWA blinked his eyes as the morning sunlight shone through the gaps of the room curtains.

Slowly he woke up then glanced at the watch.

"Astaghfirullah!" his screeches.

The girl was surprised when the clock showed at 5.45 wib. Finally he hurriedly ran to the bathroom to fetch water. Really am! Nazwa was completely unconscious during sleep, perhaps he was too tired due to his wedding yesterday.

And damn it, the bathroom faucet in his room is jammed. With a little running, he went down the stairs to his family's bathroom.

Trap' Trap' Trap Trap's'

The sound of the foot creaking made Alif who was applying jam on the bread turned his head and found the typical face of waking up his wife who seemed to be in a hurry.

"Nazwa," he called.

Nazwa stopped suddenly with a hunting breath. He put his index finger on his own lips. "Sir .. I, hurry!"

"Where are you going?" He stopped his activities and approached his wife.

"I'm bad luck, I haven't prayed dawn yet. Why don't you wake me up, anyway!"

"Nazwa, I think-"

Nazwa quickly interrupted. "Ah, that. I'm in a hurry!"

"I think the red stain on the bed sheet signifies that you are not praying, Nazwa!" alif said loudly with a single breath.

Citt's!

At once Nazwa's steps stopped. His eyes widened perfectly. Quickly he turned his body.

"I-I mean Brother?"

Alif scratched his non-itchy temple before pointing at the hang long sleeping trousers used by Nazwa. "That's .. anu-"

Nazwa clucked in annoyance. "Anu, what the hell!"

"Your banana, eum. red. That's why I didn't wake you up, I saw the stain this morning" Alif said slowly.

Nazwa's tiny body then twisted backwards instantly.

The blush!

His cheeks were as red as tomatoes, his eyes widened when he saw ...

"Sir Alif! Why not say that, anyway!" snarl.

"Nazwa, I've said it before," bela Alif did not want to be blamed.

Nazwa smashed his lips and then ran to his room. He glanced cynically at Alif.

Alif who was confused had to do anything, finally scratched his hair that was not itchy at all. After that, he made his breakfast again.

It's been almost half an hour, but Nazwa hasn't come out of his room. That made Alif worried.

Finally, with the initiative of his intelligent brain, Alif decided to bring Nazwa breakfast to their room.

He hesitated, do I have to go in? But, is not a woman who is menstruating her emotions are easily exploded? Seeing how furious Nazwa was, Alif shuddered and chose to knock on the door.

"Nazwa, can I come in?"

There's no answer.

For the second time Alif knocked on the door in front of him, but still got no answer.

"Nazwa?"

And for the third time he gave up and decided to enter. Nazwa's problem was rampaged later, the most important thing he had to know the condition of his wife now.

Alif was surprised when he saw Nazwa curled up while holding his stomach with both hands.

Alif put down the tray he brought and then approached his wife. "Nazwa's? Are you all right?"

Nazwa did not answer. The girl's eyes looked puffy with tears constantly flowing.

Alif held both of her girls shoulders. "Astaghfirullah's. Nazwa, what's wrong with you?"

Nazwa glared at her crying. "Don't you see?! I know it hurts, it's still it!"

A little surprised by Nazwa's high tone, but Alif understood him for one thing he knew; serving a menstruating girl, as well as waking a pregnant female tiger.

The danger!

Pugnacious!

Deadly on!

Okay. Alif can't panic, he's a doctor's candidate if you forget.

All right, calm down Alif. His inner.

"Let's help."

A second later, Nazwa was already in Alif's arms. Carefully, Alif put his wife on the bed.

"Where's ummi?" isak Nazwa was still holding his stomach.

"Ummi and Abi left this morning. He just left a message, if he will stay and return tomorrow morning," replied Alif.

"Hiks .. ummi sick ...," Nazwa's sobs are getting louder.

"Nazwa's? What should I do?" tanyanya's confused.

"Call ummi, hikss .. please."

Alif immediately dialed his mother-in-law. Ask him what he should do now.

After getting information from his father-in-law. Alif rushed to the kitchen, looking for whatever ingredients he needed in the refrigerator.

"Alhamdulillah! Finally met, too," he muttered and then smiled widely.

Alif swiping turmeric over grate. Many times until it becomes many. Immediately he squeezed the turmeric water and boiled it.

Not to forget, he added a little brown sugar so that it did not taste too bitter. Less so said her mother-in-law.

When he finished, Alif immediately gave it to Nazwa. The girl no longer cried, but still grimaced while holding her stomach.

He knew not to worry Alif. But it's already happened.

"This, in the drink."

Although not as good as ummi made, but with the intention of appreciating, Nazwa finally downed until the toilet was not left, then gave the empty glass to Alif.

Just a few steps away, Alif stopped again.

"Sister?"

He turned a hundred degrees. "Yes?"

Nazwa glanced here and there. Doubt to speak.

Alif caught the doubt, he smiled. "Say, Nazwa. You need anything?"

Nazwa. "Please buy a sanitary pad" he said quickly, almost like a drumel.

"Huh?"

Alif loading's.

Alif Loading.

"Please.purchase.sanitary pad." Nazwa repressed every word.

I doubt it, but how else. The supplies at home are completely gone.

"OK," replied Alif straightforwardas.

A little surprised because it was easy for the man to say 'okay'.

Does he not see? Nazwa asked in his heart.

"Yes, I'm leaving first, yeah." Alif grabbed his jacket. "If there's anything hurry up my phone. Assalamu'alaikum!"

After Alif passed, Nazwa tried to get up to clean himself up. It pulls and replaces dirty bed linen with new ones.

The shadow of Alif is back. That man, why care so much about him? Even from yesterday he was incessantly smiling while he was with her.

Alif is patient with his attitude. Good, for not forcing what he should have given. And again, now Alif was very attentive plus his face was panicked when he saw Nazwa in pain.

And now? He accepted Nazwa's request to buy him a sanitary pad? Even when 3 years of dating Raka first, the guy is not as hot and worried as this.

Ah. Why should he compare Alif with Raka? The comparison was clearly one hundred and eighty degrees.

Like cassava and cheese, then a professional tongue will be able to distinguish which is more qualified!

Alif returned after wandering around looking for Nazwa's order. He had been confused before, but thanks to the help of supermarket officers, he finally did not go home empty-handed.

The man knocked on the door, afraid that Nazwa was changing clothes. Well, even though it's muhrim, but the situation is really not possible is not it?

"So Brother!"

The sound came from the bathroom.

"This is your order."

Nazwa's head is slightly poking behind the bathroom door.

"Here" pinta Nazwa.

Alif held out the package. "Sorry, I was confused for a long time"

"It's not pa-pa!" reply Nazwa, and ...

Blam it!

The door just closed. Making Alif shortened and stroking his chest slowly.

Its alright.

This is nothing.

Yeah, it's nothing.

At least, Nazwa wasn't as terrible as Oliv when it came to the moon.

Because, his cousin was no longer like a pregnant female tiger, but already resembled a dracula that was ready to pounce on anyone in front of him.

He held his right chest, smiling as he closed his eyes. A teenager who is in love for the first time.

He is so grateful and enjoying it now. Trying to be a standby husband that can be relied upon by halal lovers - her.

Ah. Alif really loved Nazwa, O Allah!

Seriate.