
in a rented house, the two people who are combining love enjoy every thing.
ustadz Haris laid his body beside his exhausted wife.
"this gold is not tired, yes, I was not even given the slightest time out" said Ilya who still covered her body with a blanket.
"the name is also the newlywed dear, so please be advised, after all we are so-" said ustadz Haris stopped because his mouth was pinched by Ilya.
"stop don't go on" said the woman.
after being released ustadz Haris hugged his wife's body tightly while laughing happily.
they also rest because tomorrow the two have to take training again.
in the village, they were riding because they smelled the smell of burnt cassava.
after the aroma was gone, now it was the turn of the smell of jasmine and the thick smell of rancid blood.
"sir should we go home, tonight is enough to get here, anyway all stay safe," said Ustadz Harun.
"why ustadz, when it was only eleven at night" said one resident
"already sir, you can again if I say, so we all part, yes" said Ustadz Harun.
they parted, and soon the men returned, and so did the ustadz of Aaron and the santri.
arriving at home, the in-laws took ablution water and headed straight to the very back room of the house.
that night was lucky there were no strange events, but the next day when the residents wanted to go to the fields.
they were shocked to see that there was such a heinous murder, a villager who was already old
hanging upside down and losing all the skin of his body, it was even seen that the man's stomach was torn and his entire entrails were blown out.
while the residents could not get out of it all, ustadz Harun and Cakra who deliberately wanted to go to the clove garden were shocked to see that.
"why be still, let go quickly" Cakra commanded.
"this is a murder case, we have to wait for the police, otherwise we will become suspects if Djati's students think stuck in the corpse." replied one of the residents.
"all right, Ustadz Harun, call the police and say there's a killer, and send me a photo of the evidence as well" Cakra ordered
"well, mas" replied Ustadz Harun.
while at home, Hamzah sedan learned to eat while accompanied by Shafa.
the boy was so smart and could eat by himself, "is it okay to let him eat by himself?"
"calm down, Hamzah was a smart baby he was even used to by his father like this" Shafa replied.
sure enough, the boy was so greedy, even though the breakfast menu this time only knew the team was mixed with ground chicken and carrots, and the fruit was dragon fruit.
but that alone made the healthy baby so happy immeasurably, not only was Shafa even teaching his son to drink through a straw instead of a pacifier.
after eating, Hamzah will play at the felt with Shafa, but suddenly there is an invitation because in the foundation there is a strange thing.
"please neng, at school is keos," call Alif.
"why call me, it should be Inggil ustadz Harun and my husband" said Shafa who seemed to be calm.
"Ahmad was calling him, but at least I could help" Alif said.
"who said, nobody knows about my science except the Noviant family, who are you?" shafa asked coldly
unexpectedly Hamzah took a stone that was always given by his father to play.
then throwing the stone towards Arif, suddenly the figure shouted and then disappeared.
Hamzah just laughed with a funny face, "fussing like this" Shafa murmured.
"walaikum salam, why is Ledi so ustadz when he comes home?" rahayu asked the man
"yes we had to face some police, because there was a murder in the village, and now mas Cakra is taking care of everything, because Mr. RW is not in place" said Ustadz Harun.
"ow like that, then want to make something not ustadz?"
"may, please Rahayu make me hot coffee, as usual" said Ustadz Harun
"iya ustadz, I made a moment yes," said Rahayu who rose from her seat.
when Rahayu entered the house, a parcel worker came to the house.
"excuse me, package" said the man.
"yes.." answered ustadz Harun.
the man approached the delivery man, "yes, what's wrong?" ask ustadz Harun.
"this sir there is a package for Shafa Cakra Hadikusumo's mother, already paid," said the delivery man.
"yes thank you," replied Ustadz Harun.
it turns out that Shafa came out and took her package, which turned out to be a snack for her Son as well as her husband.
"what's that?" ask ustadz Harun.
"it's usually just my husband's favorite snack, wait a little while there will be another snack coming for the others" Shafa said.
"alright, thank you guys for always being nice to us" said Ustadz Harun.
Shafa nodded and went straight into the house because his son was taking a nap.
rahayu was hiding when he heard the conversation between Ustadz Harun and Shafa who seemed so happy.
she doesn't like to see it either, but she can't be upset that Aaron isn't her husband.
before long Cakra came home with a sigh, even the man sat very tired.
"so how's mas?"
"ruwet, whatever they want, after all make people dizzy just the procedure of the police," upset Cakra who always does not fit the institution
"mas Cakra wants coffee too, let me make it," said Rahayu who offered the man.
"no need, you must be uncomfortable with such a big stomach, better rest, because it is not good for you to keep moving," said Cakra reminded.
"yes, but if I don't move, how will the baby come out" said Rahayu smiling.
"it's possible, just pray" said the chakras.
ustadz Harun could only feel guilty, because of the fault of both, there would be an innocent baby in a moment.
unexpectedly, Hamzah walked slightly running towards his father, "well." cried the boy.
"oh ouh father's son has woken up to take a nap yes, just know the time to pray dhuhur dear, mother where!" tanya Cakra who kissed her son's cheek was anxious.
hamzah was laughing amusedly because his father's brew made him amused.
Shafa came with drinking water, "da.."
"dad has come home, sorry well, I did not welcome mas because Hamzah was sleeping, uh suddenly got up and ran," said Shafa sitting next to her husband.
"yes dear no problem, but from now on please help Rahayu practice to be able to give birth normally yes,"
"my dear old man" answered Shafa