HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

CALL BABY FOREVER

Early in the morning Ajis had woken up. He looked next to her and saw Zahrana still asleep there. He approached, then kissed his wife.

"So well-wittered Little Sister sleeps, until it continues to flinch and is not aware of the commotion that Brother made. Hemm... Surely Sister is tired because of Brother's behavior last night. Sorry, brother yes..." The whisper of Ajis to Zahrana who was still sound in his sleep.

Ajis got up from the bed slowly and stepped towards the bathroom. He deliberately did not wake his wife because the dawn will still be long.

After taking a bath, Ajis still found his wife asleep. Usually after all, his wife would wake up earlier than him.

Azan shubuh looked, but Zahrana still did not wake up. Zahrana's breathing roar began to sound rough in her ears. Ajis rushed to the bed.

"Sister... My sister woke up first... Later you can sleep again if you are still tired and sleepy..." Ajis said as he stroked Zahrana's forehead.

Zahrana was not moving at all. His face looked pale as if it was not bleeding at all. Ajis also felt his wife's body so cold.

"Sister..." Call Ajis again with worry. "Sister, wake..."

"Huhuhh... Zahra's still haunting..." Sahut Zahrana without opening his eyes even a little while turning his body to face Ajis, then he hugged the bolster.

"Yes Allah... I thought my sister had fainted..." Ajis began to be relieved after hearing the words from Zahrana.

"Adiiki... Iamazang..."

"Haha?" Zahrana immediately rose when she heard the call of love from her husband.

"Astaghfirullahaladziii..." Ajis said so surprised because Zahrana who woke up suddenly. His wife's face was right in front of her own.

"Why is that? My brother was surprised..."

"Whose call was he?" Zahrana asked with widened eyes.

"Call Brother, it's... Whose sister thought you were calling? It's just the two of us in this house..." Ajis was confused.

"But I'm wearing sa-yang... It usually never happens..."

"Hehe... So it was dihebohin... Is it not happy if Brother calls Sister with a darling grill? People who have not been husband and wife have been calling affection out there..."

Cup. One kiss stuck to Ajis' lips.

"Yes Allah... Sister hasn't had a bath, washed her face, brushed her teeth..." Ajis Rengut.

"Don't change... Sa-yang's... That's forever..." Zahrana Protests.

Cup. Once again Zahrana landed a kiss on Ajis' lips.

"A..."

"Sa-the..." Cut the Zahrana fast. "Don't change again, brother..." Pinta Zahrana looks scowled.

"Yes, yes, dear..."

"Hmmm... Thanks, Brother..." Zahrana.

"Now take a shower... Pray, right?" Ajis.

"Zahra doesn't want to take a shower... It's cold..." Deny Zahrana while flanking his body by crossing his arms on his chest.

"Oh God..." Ajis. "Not taking a shower? Does my sister want to pray?"

"Yeah... Geek..." Zahrana looks whining.

"Yes, yeah, honey... Baby don't shower first?" The apocalypse hears the compulsion of Zahrana.

"Ang forced yes, call unfortunately?" Tuding Zahrana scowled.

"Then get used to it now. If you really love Zahra..." Zahrana looked doubtful.

"Yes, my dear sister... Brother's dear feelings can't be measured by just calling dear, right, Brother Darling?" Said Ajis while poking Zahrana cheek.

"Hm... It's nothing... What matters is unfortunately..." Zahrana's words sounded resigned.

"Hehe... Now darling shower, yeah..." Tell Ajis.

"No ah... Just later. It's cold..." Zahrana's bell is still standing.

"Don't you want to pray?" Ajis asked so patiently in the face of his wife's childishness that morning.

"Sheesh... Zahra took a bath last night." Zahrana.

"Bath bath tonight? Oops..." Kris spontaneously patted her lips.

"Tau... Whatever you want to call Zahra..." Rengut Zahrana as he got up from the bed preparing to go to the bathroom.

"Darling, sorry Abaaang..." Call Ajis. He shook his head to see his wife's behavior.

The shajak Ajis pray congregated to the mosque, while the Zahrana pray itself at home. Just saying hello, Zahrana's stomach was wrapped around the pain. The raging hunger makes him nauseous.

He opened his face in a hurry and ran towards the kitchen. He tried to find something he could eat that morning.

"Well, just a biscuit..." He mumbled complaining. "But it's okay, hopefully you can say hungry."

Zahrana tore the biscuit and ate it impatiently. Unbeknownst to him, he had eaten more than three packs of biscuits, each containing four small pieces of biscuits.

His stomach is getting stifling. He continued to eat it even though he did not like sweet foods so much.

"Darling... Is it that sister here? Brother's looking in the room." Ajis cried so astonished to see his wife eating like a hungry man who had not eaten for days.

Zahrana was stunned to see the sudden arrival of her husband. He glanced at the empty biscuit parcel in front of him. He was also so surprised to not realize that he had spent that much biscuit.

Zahrana looked at Ajis who was approaching her timidly. She pinched her own lips because of the misbehavior known by her husband, like a thief who was caught wet in people's homes.

"Darling?" Call Ajis again.

"Zaa-Zahraa... Zahras..." Zahrana had not had time to say anything, he was sobbing.

"Why is my sister crying? What's wrong? You're not angry, you know..." Ajis said as he gently drew Zahrana's hand and carried her body into his arms.

"Zahra doesn't know why Zahra is hungry, brother... Zahra's stomach is sore..." Unravelnya.

"Sorry Brother yes, Brother must have surprised Darling... But usually, Adik has not finished praying every time Abang came home from the mosque. That's why I went straight to my room." Ajis took Zahrana out of his arms and kissed his wife's forehead for a long time.

"Abang ridha, isn't it, same Zahra?"

"Abang Ridha, dear..."

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