Meet a Mate in Pesantren

Meet a Mate in Pesantren
Chapter 171



Syifa stroked her stomach softly which seemed to bulge, a single smile continued to be etched on her lips. God is so wonderful to have the opportunity to be a mother-to-be, an infinite grace and difficult to express in words. do not stop praying and giving thanks for the blessings that have been abundant for him.


Four months past one week the gestational age of Asyifa zeima Azzahra is now.and the entire family has gathered to discuss the event of four-monthly or walimatul pregnant.


Bani decided the event would be held in the pesantren and all family members agreed. Umi was very enthusiastic about calling the event, so he prepared the event without being helped by Bani or Syifa.


Syifa and Bani are preparing - ready to go to the boarding school, even bi Tuti since morning has gone there to help the event.


Bani is standing in front of the closet, her hands are busy choosing the clothes she will wear this afternoon.


"Darling, who aren't you ?" ask Syifa.


Bani looked at it. "Darling which bagusan is blue or cream ?" ask Bani while showing two pieces of cocoa clothes.


"Wear any good ko, still looks handsome and also cool".


"Well, now you're good at racing, huh ?".


"Not a rombal dear but real, kok. want to wear anything good that is most important clean and not excessive. because the best - good clothes are pengakwa. ketakhan attached to the heart". syifa said with a smile.


The man just looked at the two clothes, turned his body to the wife, and slowly pulled the wife into his arms.


"Abang, let's go ! later we are late, Syifa is also not finished ready - ready" protest Syifa. who in protest even smile - smile and still reluctant to let go of his embrace.


"Syifa tau notak, what is the difference between us and shafawi ikhfa ?".


Syifa looked hard at her husband. "What the hell, bang ? Later if you want to play guess - guess, we again hunt - hunt" Syifa said.


"Or or not, if not answered will not let go brother nih".


"Yes, yeah. What is the difference ?".


"So, if you meet Ba sukun mim called ikhfa syafawi. Well, if Muhammad Rabbani altafaraz met Ashifa Zeima Azzahra called love until jannah". Bani laughed to herself after explaining the guesswork.


While one of Syifa's hands landed on her stomach, the husband gave her a small pinch that made Bani groan in pain.


"Big this yes ! already know again in the chase even play dreadlocks" grumbled Syifa.


"But the seneng is not in Gombalin Abang ?".


Syifa's eyes bought, especially when Bani even tightened his embrace. "Seneng heck" said Syifa with red cheeks and a blushing smile.who does not like , just joking with a halal partner to be one of the sunnah and the bonus is a reward.


Bani's eyes observe each of this Syifa's face. somehow he wants to linger - long staring at the beautiful face of the wife who is not covered in hijab. Reviews shady smiles and cheeks that meet when in flirt. Bani feels she has fallen in love with the charm of her paradise angel. lebay ? yes, maybe it can be said that, but there is no word lebay in a halal love.


"You are beautiful, especially when you are smiling". said Bani, cutting Syifa's shadow of her husband.


For a moment the imagination was abandoned and the focus was back to normal. Currently there was an event that they had to go to immediately.


"Abang, so which one do you want to wear ?".


"Syifa just choose, yes dear.


Syifa nodded, then headed to the front of the closet. Cocoa pastel blue color is her choice, in line with the clothes she will wear later. "This is it, yes, brother, let it be the same clothes that Syifa will wear".


Bani nods, takes over the cocoa shirt from the wife's hand, rushes to wear it and returns a distorted look at the wife. Syifa looked beautiful today, a pastel blue and pink-patterned robe was attached to her body, as well as a hijab that matched her dress. The bulging belly added an aura to her mother, it filled Syifa's face.


"Abang, the age of Syifa content right, just want the entrance five months.is not if pregnant walimatul tasyakuran it is generally seven months old, huh ? so there's a seven-month term ?" Syifa threw a tanya while standing in front of the mirror tidying her headscarf.


Bani smiled, then his hand outstretched stroking the stomach of the wife. "Actually there are many misperceptions, more afdalnya indeed at the age of four months, Know why ?" bani asked his wife, while Syifa shook her head. "Because at the end of the four months of the womb God sent an angel to blow the soul into the fetus of a mother, and at that time Allah wrote his qadha and qadar_ later when the baby was born into the world, so it is recommended to increase the reading of the prayer and the recitation of the Quran".


Indeed there are still many misguided mistakes.seven monthly including has become a tradition of every woman who contains.and many also prefer the age of seven months in carrying out tasyakuran, as well as many who prefer the age of seven months in carrying out tasyakuran,though it should be at four months, because that's when all the goodness is passed down to the prospective baby who will be born.


"Let's leave later" asked Syifa.


They both went to the boarding school, it took almost half an hour they arrived at the pesantren.to the arrival of Syifa and Bani greeted by Ummah and Umi.


"Assalamualaikum" said Bani and Syifa simultaneously.


"Waalaikumsalam" answered everything compact.


"Yifa you are more beautiful, what's more our stomach is getting distended adding aura to your mother alone" said Zahwa. Syifa also just smiled.


"Ma, why is Aunty Syifa's stomach distended, does Aunty eat most of it ?" zayn asked, suddenly making people who heard him between shocked and also want to laugh.


Bani approached his nephew and aligned himself with Zayn. "Aunty Syifa doesn't eat much, baby but Aunty is pregnant with a baby" Bani told Zayn.


"Containing that what is om ?" ask Zayn again.


"So gini, the point in Aunty Syifa's stomach is baby dede" explained Bani again. Zayn just nodded, whether he understood or just pretended to understand.


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Note: Sorry in advance if there is a mistake in explaining the problem of pregnant women. There was no intention at all to offend anyone.


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