Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 79's

Six months passed, now Naira faces difficult times because the content has grown. Just waiting for the day to give birth.

Spirits are thrown from those closest to Naira so that she does not feel alone. At the age of just entering 19 years it is certainly still too fragile to be a mother.

However, Naira never showed any sadness because Rifky was always there for her. Sometimes he complains, cries, complains because it sucks, but Rifky encourages him at all times until the feeling is replaced with a sense of happiness.

As of now, Rifky had to go home a little night, his office duties were quite a lot because of his daily life during this time he often spent with Naira.

"Mas, when's it coming home?" ask Naira whining. They were chatting on video call.

"Later, huh, honey? I'm cleaning up first. Just a moment, really," Rifky smiled back. Sometimes his eyes are turned to the desk.

"Yes already. Later buyin meatballs in front of the office, huh?" naira Pinta.

"Yes, Honey. This is going home."

"The spicy!"

"Can't be spicy!" rifky was serious.

"Ah, yes. The usual!" naira knots relented. However, his lips pursed. Lately the food hardly touches the chili, even though he really wants to taste the spicy taste.

"Yes. Uda, huh? I'm about to leave," said Rifky gently.

"Heum."

"Accoland ...."

"Mosur." Naira pouty. Letting the phone sit mute on the table. He was still grumbling inwardly, why did everyone forbid him to eat spicy? Even Bi Ira looked resolute to him when it came to that.

"Well! I am tired of sitting around." Naira gripped her waist, standing slowly towards the bed to lean back.

For a long time Naira was pensive while stroking her stomach, until the sound of Rifky's car made the corner of her lips lift.

"Assalamualaik." Rifky opened the room door, looking at his wife with the sweetest smile.

"Vaalaikumussalam. Where's meatballs?" reply Naira doled.

"Again the same Bi Ira. I really want to, huh?" Rifky chuckled small. He approached Naira and stroked her stomach.

"Mas must be tired. Just clean up first, keep resting," said Naira softly. His delicate hand stroked slowly on Rifky's face.

"Yes, Honey. Papa take a shower, okay? We'll be together." Rifky kissed Naira's stomach, talking to her son in there. Then kiss Naira on the forehead before going to the bathroom.

"Miss? This meatball?!" call Bi Ira from the outside.

"Yes, Bi. Come in," said Naira. Then smiled when he saw Bi Ira carrying a tray towards him.

"Yes, Bi. Thanks, huh?"

"House. Aunt's out, huh?" pamit Bi Ira smiled. Naira replied with a nod, her eyes following Bi Ira's back which then disappeared behind the door.

Naira waits for Rifky while chanting the sacred verse for her baby. Closing his eyes, and sometimes chuckling felt a kick in his stomach.

"Dedeknya jahil .. every time Mama sleep must be disturbed." Naira spoke to the baby, making the looking Rifky smile.

"Maybe the grandpa already wants meatballs," continued Rifky approached.

"Well done, Mom? You, how's it getting hotter, anyway?" Naira chuckled, looking at her husband's hair that was still dripping a little water.

"hey are. People from long ago," replied Rifky jokingly. Then filled Naira's face with a warm kiss.

"You want to eat now the meatballs?" Naira nodded, opening her mouth as Rifky began to feed.

"Honey, earlier Mas got good news about Kak Tama," said Rifky on the sidelines to feed his wife.

"What news?" ask Naira.

"The baby was born. He said, man, handsome .... so," replied Rifky smiling.

"Alhamdulillah .... Then is Tama busy now?" kekeh Naira, then take a bribe Rifky for the next time.

"There is no busy word if taking care of the child with the wife. There is happiness .. same as Mas, I can't wait to see our dedek." Rifky said softly, sticking his ear on Naira's stomach while stroking slowly.

"Thank you, yeah, Mom. You're always there for me ...." Naira said shakes, then pulled clear dew from her teary eyes.

"The one who should say thank you. For your greatest sacrifice to Mas is the same to our son." Rifky hugged Naira, peeping at her chubby cheeks that had been soaked by tears.

"Without Mas Rifky either, I'm not strong ...." Naira's cry grew, feeling tightness in her chest as she watched Rifky's sincere smile.

"No need to cry, honey. Continue eating, huh?" persuade Rifky gently. Naira nodded, wiped her tears slowly and opened her mouth again.

Rifky feeds Naira while comforting her, then clears her lips after the last mouthful. The man delivered the dirty bowl to the kitchen, and returned as quickly as possible.

Rifky placed the bottle he had filled on the nightstand. Then adjust Naira's sleeping position before she lies down.

"Tomorrow we'll see the baby, sister Tama, yeah? Now you sleep well." Rifky smiled, once again kissing Naira's lips and stroking her belly.

Slowly Naira closed her eyes, surfing to dreamland while enjoying the touch of Rifky that she could still feel.

His subtle roar of breath made Rifky smile small. Every night Rifky was like this, putting his wife to bed. Even if Naira wakes up in the middle of the night, she wakes up. Really paid attention to his wife without any complaints.