My Husband's Wedding

Birthday Anniversary

Today is Nayla's birthday. Aisyah's mother kissed her daughter's forehead and prayed that she would always be given health and happiness by Allah SWT.

Not to forget he who this morning will go to teach as usual in elementary school, began to walk towards the door outside the house. Her beautiful eyes were now staring out at the courtyard decorated so balloons and flowers with a stranger man standing holding a cake in his hand. Zidan's.

"Barakallah fii umrik Nayla Saraswati who is beautiful like a heavenly angel" Zidan shouted with excitement.

Nayla who felt shocked and moved began to shed her tears as she walked towards Zidan who was standing.

"As since when was it here?" nayla said, wiping away her tears.

"I think I'm here at two o'clock in the morning, uh no no. I've been here four hours if I'm not wrong"

"Why would you do this for me. I must be really tired of decorating all this and waiting for me so long"

"I was helped by Hamdi Nay. The guy was in the car sleeping. Besides, I deliberately gave this surprise to my future wife who is getting older"

Nayla hit hard on Zidan's shoulder. Until making Zidan's hand move a little but the cake in his hand can still be held tightly.

"Nay what are you. Say thanks or something. If you want to hug you can also really" said Zidan cengengesan.

"Not yet mukhrim son! no hugging" replied Aisyah Mother who immediately made Zidan clumsy.

"Joking at mom"

Nayla began to take the cake in Zidan's hands and began to cut the cake of course without blowing a candle. The first bribe he gave to Aisyah's mother. And for the second cut he pointed it at Zidan, but then Nayla ate it herself.

"Day !" whinek Zidan.

Nayla smiled then cut the cake and gave it to Zidan.

"Sapuin dong Nay"

"Have your hands intact, eat yourself son!" aisyah's mother replied while gently hitting the hand of the man who always loved her daughter.

"Hihi yes ma'am"

Hamdi who started to open his eyes, shouted to Zidan and ran towards him.

"Zidan! where's my cake?"

"The wrapper!"

Empty cardboard used cake now Zidan give to Hamdi who looks tired.

Nayla, feeling sorry for Zidan's best friend, starts giving Hamdi a piece of cake.

"It's Ham, eat it. If you are still sleepy, you can sleep in the back room. Poor must be tired of preparing this huh"

"Yes, I prepared this myself. The weathered bujang beside me could only rule without helping a bit"

Hamdi's feet were immediately stomped hard by Zidan who was upset.

"Awww sick Dan!"

Aisyah's mother who saw the behavior of Zidan and Hamdi could only smile at the ridiculous behavior of the two. Age is adult but behavior is still like a child.

"Thank you Mas. You bother to give this surprise to me" said Nayla while looking into the eyes of the man in front of her.

Zidan's body felt stiff getting that look from Nayla. It is clear that Nayla is currently looking at him full of feelings and love.

"Eyeah.sam"

Not finished Zidan answered Nayla's statement to him, Hamdi suddenly just cut the words that had just come out of Zidan's mouth while starting to block Nayla's view on him.

"Kok I'm not called Nay?" cut Hamdi pissed.

Zidan immediately embraced Hamdi's shoulder a little harder as it had made his romantic moment with Nayla interrupted.

"Yes thanks also Ham, for helping Mas Zidan prepare this surprise for me"

A chat took place between Zidan, Hamdi, Nayla and Ms. Aisyah in front of the house. Until the hour has shown at six, Nayla immediately rushed to leave to immediately go to teach the school where she works.

"It's noon ma'am, I say yes" Nayla started to get up and kiss Aisyah's mother's hand.

"Well, I don't salim Nay?" zidan answered, extending his hand towards Nayla.

Hamdi, who always teases Zidan, starts to get up and kiss his best friend's hand several times until it gets wet. Aisyah's mother who saw Hamdi's silliness could only laugh.

"Later if you were my husband, I would kiss your hands too" said Nayla embarrassed.

"That means the answer is Nay? you picked me?"

Nayla immediately dismissed his words just now, because indeed he had not received an answer from the istikharah prayer that he did.

"Mom.not like that. I mean, if it's my soul mate and my husband, then I'll respect you like I respect you. Already yes, I'm late Wassalamualaikum"

Nayla went by with red cheeks blushing in embarrassment, leaving Hamdi, Zidan and Mother Aisyah looking at her while laughing.

"Son Zidan doesn't worry about Nayla anymore?"

"Sir, I have a meeting today. Later when I get home from the office, I'll come back again with my sister Siska"

"Siska?!" peekkik Hamdi with a sparkling face.

"Yes Siska! what do you want, huh? wanna come?!"

"Yes of course dong I'm coming. There is yayang bebeb. So I have to accompany my future wife"

Hamdi and Siska's relationship lately is getting closer and towards marriage. After a few months Hamdi and Siska exchanged messages and met several times in Zidan's luxury home, both of which did not awkwardly show his romance and feelings.

Almost every day Hamdi would send Siska the food he wanted, because maybe Siska was craving. Several times also Hamdi always accompany Siska and her mother shopping for the needs of the baby she was carrying and buy some clothes that began to feel tight in the body Siska.

And Hamdi understood him because the content of Siska is now at the age of seven months.

As a man who loves his best friend's sister, Hamdi is always ready to be on alert with the development of Siska's pregnancy which is told by Zidan every day. Even Zidan was often irritated by the actions of his friends who always asked about the situation of Siska who was at home while Zidan was working in the office.

******

At seven in less than ten minutes, Nayla was seen parking her motorcycle in the school yard. The mother, who was waiting for her child in front of the class, walked over to Nayla and began giving her the gifts they had brought from home.

"Happy birthday, beautiful Miss Nayla. May a long, healthy life always and quickly given a good soul mate just like mother. It's a gift from me and my son"

"Yes Bu Nay, my son told me that today his teacher is beautiful outside on his birthday, so yesterday I went to the shopping center to buy this gift specifically for mothers because my son said, mother is always good to the children in class"

" Thank you so much mom. Sorry to bother"

"No bother with Miss Nay. We're glad to see mommy's happy"

"Thank you again, mother. It is easy that mothers and children are always in the protection of Allah SWT and given happiness"

"Amiin" replied the mother in unison.

"Kok mom mom just gave a gift with Bu Nayla anyway. I never give it?!"

"I'm sorry, Miss Asti, we don't know when the birthday is, after all it's none of our business either. Bu Asti is always busy taking care of children from the elite. Our son's son I never noticed. So the mother asked the same child who always praised the rich parents"

Instantly, Asti's red face goes out to hear the words of his mother in front of him. During this time he did not intend to say hello or talk to those who look always dressed simply. He wants to be closer to the parents of children who have cars and are socialite mothers.

"Yes, I am more concerned with children from respected families. You've done unfairly to the teacher who has taught your child"

Asti stomped his feet and passed away leaving Nayla and the mother of the disciple.

Before long, Nayla then walked away from them to immediately go to the office and began teaching. Nayla said many thanks to them because the gifts they gave were quite a lot, until Nayla's hand was full of gift gifts.

Arriving at the office, Nayla is surprised by the sight where the headmaster's mother is holding Nayla's favorite chocolate cake.

"Barakallah fii umrik Bu Nayla" congratulations came out of the mouth of the headmaster's mother who began to kiss Nayla's right and left cheeks.

"Thank you so much for preparing all this for me."

"Same with Miss Nay. You deserve happiness like this on your happy day. So far, Ibu Nayla has dedicated herself to this school so well that children who had been very difficult to manage became diligent in learning and being polite to us teachers here. It's not all that easy. In just three months, Bu Nayla was able to change a child in the second grade who in fact was a quiet child and often berjahili fellow friends into a good child and care for others"

"That's not all my will ma'am, not because of me. That's all because indeed children only need gentle guidance to be able to be children who understand what is good to do and should not be done. In addition, children are basically born with a soft heart, it's just that if we label the child as a child of dissident and unruly then the child will feel himself like that and apply the label stamp on him that we have given"

The teachers there saluted Nayla's humble attitude.

"Allah, at most children are threatened with him! after all, Bu Nay will stay at the change so it is appropriate that he can be a command to control children" said Asti Ketus.

"You yeah! I'm so envious of you so often, Miss Nay! you are really like the sky and the earth Bu As" said Nadia who was furious with Asti's behavior who was always jealous of the praise given by people to Nayla.

"Already, already! you guys don't have to make a fuss. It's part day for Ms. Nayla. I hope you are here to be happy with the happiness felt by Ms. Nayla. Now that it's ready, the lesson will begin. Enter the classroom teaching each of them"

Asti walked out of the office with footsteps heard being struck. Nayla stared at the back of her best friend who was beginning to disappear behind the door. Amar who realizes that Nayla is feeling bad for Asti tries to approach her and starts handing over the small gift to Nayla.

"Barakallah fii umrik Bu Nay. Hopefully you are healthy always, long life, and quickly met with the best soul mate for you, even if later your soul mate is not me. I can only give this little gift to you. I hope mom is happy to receive a simple gift from me and is willing to wear it"

Amar stepped away from Nayla by giving her a square box in the hand of Nayla.

"Imacute" muttered Nayla softly.

Nayla immediately kept all the gifts on her desk and started walking in the classroom where she taught with some books in her hands.

"Assalamualaikum son, morning"

"Waalaikumslaam ma'am, morning" replied the child in unison.

It didn't feel like the lesson Nayla gave was over. It was time to go to the office and get the children ready to go home. The children kissed the back of Nayla's hand and embraced the body of their beloved teacher. Happy birthday from the children made Nayla shed tears because she was moved.

Nayla walked into the office and when she got near her desk, one of the gifts that had been given one of her students' mothers did not know where. Nayla, who realizes it, searches the entire office room for fear of being lost and the mother of the student who gave her gift, knows that the gift she gave Nayla is missing.

"What's Bu Nay looking for?" tanya Amar arrived.

"Eh... This is sir, the gift from Alvin's mother is missing sir. I've put it here like any other gift. But by the time I got there, this gift was already scattered and the gift from his mother Alvin was gone. I was afraid that later the mother would know I had lost her gift. There were seven parents who gave me gifts, but now there are only six sir"

"Are you sure you put it here? who knows if you forgot to save it?"

"I didn't forget sir. Gifts from his mother Alvin wrapped in brown paper with batik motifs. And the other presents were also wrapped in different papers so I knew something was missing"

"Yes, Miss Nay, don't panic. We'll find and ask the teachers here. It just so happened that the teacher would take a break. Let's just ask them who knows if anyone knows or sees the mother's gift"

Nayla nodded her head sadly. Alvin's mother struggles to get the money she bought for him. Regretting is certain. Nayla felt sad because she could not keep the goods given by others well.

A few minutes later, the teachers had already arrived at the teacher's room. Seen Amar began to look at one by one the teachers who were there with a peer-reviewed view.

"Sorry principal, may I have a minute?"

"Yes Mr. Amar can. What's wrong sir?"

"This is ma'am, sorry before. Not me and Miss Nayla want to accuse you, just that Nayla wants to ask if you see her gift wrapped in batik motif paper?"

"Why sir?" nadia asked curiously.

Nayla looked down for fear of mispronouncing. While Amar began to take a breath and think of the right words to ask the teacher there who was elderly.

"So gini ma'am, Nayla's mother got seven gifts from students and one of them was missing. The gift was wrapped in batik-patterned brown paper. Sorry as big as it is, don't want to accuse only we want to ask. Did any of the teachers see the gift? because it's a gift that Bu Nayla has to take care of"

"Allah, the gift is missing one hebkh! what is the prize? the gold? the diamonds? or a land certificate huh?!" asti ketus replied.

"It's not like that, Miss Asti. I just don't feel good about Alvin's mom if the gift doesn't meet"

"Eat him so don't be arrogant. Praised to forget everything"

Nayla took a deep breath. Asti, who always said that he was his best friend, in fact, was often jealous of anything Nayla got. Back when he first taught here, Asti did have such a nature. But this time his behavior often makes Nayla have to be patient with it.

"Bu As, why do you always look for because of the same Bu Nayla?! are you jealous of your own friends? ma'am Nay is panicking right now. If you are his best friend, you help calm him or help him find a gift. Not even looking for a commotion !" snapped Amar.

Until the headmaster can only shake his head with the attitude of one of his own teachers.

"Yes, let's just look at the cctv in this office who knows Bu Nayla forgot to put it" said the principal.

Asti who heard the words from the headmaster's mother began to panic and left by leaving the office room.

Nayla and the teachers focused on the monitor, which showed a woman taking gifts with brown paper wrappers. The eyes of the teachers were perfectly rounded when it was clear that the one who took the prize was Asti.

"Please order him to go! he took the Bu Nay prize" said Nadia.

"Now the behavior of Bu Asti does not reflect a teacher. I will think about the actions I have to take and give a reprimand to Bu Asti"

*******

The afternoon changed, now Zidan is in the orphanage with Siska and Hamdi. Siska's late relationship improved with Nayla. He dared to declare the mistake he had made to his former brother-in-law.

Nayla who just got to the orphanage was very happy when she saw Siska who was sitting with Zidan and Hamdi. Until not long Aisyah came with a tray filled with water.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am" said Nayla while kissing the arm of Mother Aisyah.

"Nay Walalaikumsalam. You just arrived?"

"Yes ma'am, it was on a jammed road"

"Yes, go take a shower first. Let Hamdi, Zidan and Siska wait inside"

Nayl walked towards Siska and gently rubbed Siska's enlarged stomach.

"Tante can't wait to catch you, son. Good in there"

Siska smiled looking at Nayla who was anxious with her stomach.

"Yes aunty, wait for me to be born. Later we play the same" replied Siska while rubbing her stomach.