Islam Friends Sepiku

Chapter 123

Aisyah greeted her son and daughter-in-law cheerfully.

Nah! The middle-aged woman was more likely to welcome the daughter-in-law.

Arsyad he ignored and took Zahra to his mini-garden.

"God willing, is this the vegetable that Zahra planted?" zahra said as Aisyah took her to the vegetable garden.

"Yes dear. Look, it's lush!" sahut Aisha.

"The tomatoes are also flowering. Look there."

Aisyah took Zahra back to the other side of the garden.

Both of them passed by in the afternoon there. From sweeping the grass to watering all the plants. Even without disgust, both of them give organic fertilizer to the plants there.

"Capek, baby?" aisyah asked as the two washed their feet and hands on the tap that was behind the house. The mosque has chanted a recording of the holy verse. Soon adzan will be back.

"Little mah. But Zahra is very happy" said Zahra.

"If Zahra likes it, Zahra can come here often."

"God willing."

Both went into the house. However, when you arrive at the family room next to the kitchen, both senses smell the aroma of cooking spices.

"Emm, it smells good. Tumben clock like this aunt has cooked," said Aisyah as she stepped into the kitchen. Wanted to see. Usually the aunt always cooks after the maghrib prayer. But, this is just about Adzan.

The woman did not realize. Since entering the house, the son-in-law closed his nose. Zahra was uncomfortable with the smell of kitchen spices that burst into all corners of the house.

"Kwetiau goreng mah. If there is an additional menu, then the aunt will make." said Arsyad. He was so enthusiastic to make his wife kwetiau fried ala himself. I hope his wife likes it. Love it, time does not. He has learned many recipes. The time has failed.

Arsyad is a little confident in his abilities. She is very good at cooking. However, kwetiau goreng, only this time he made.

"Darling, take a shower first. Maghrib soon. Kwetiau made by Arsyad also soon mateng. After the prayer we had a quick dinner. Hehe looks like his fry is delicious." Aisyah took Zahra out of the kitchen. The two split up near the stairs. Arsyad and Zahra's room is upstairs. The in-laws' room is downstairs. The house is not equipped with elevator facilities such as Arsyad and Zahra houses. And Aisyah doesn't want to get tired up and down the stairs. So he chose to sleep in a room located on the lower floor.

uwwekk uwwekk

When he reached the room, Zahra let out her entrails which he had been holding since.

The woman turned on the tap and washed her mouth and face.

His body felt weak without power. His face also paled.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" aisyah asked in panic, as Zahra walked into the family prayer room.

"Don't know mah, Zahra's head is dizzy," Zahra replied.

"Why? Are you sick, baby?" Arsyad who just entered the prayer room also looks anxious. His wife's face was so pale.

"Don't know Mas. Maybe catch a cold." said Zahra because she also felt very nauseous.

"Yes, we pray and call the doctor here." Hasan Sahut.

The family was jama'ah maghrib together. Imami by Hasan. However, their Khusyu'an was slightly disturbed due to the thought of Zahra's condition.