My Wife's Nurse

istikharah's answer

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tie tooong's..

Bell rang aloud, his heart beat, Humaira opened the door, he knew who had come this early, but it was still at 06:30, no guest came this morning blind.

"Assalamualaikum my beautiful future wife!" that handsome face immediately adorned the leaves of the door of the house this morning. Humaira had blank for a while, then stammered brick let the son in.

"Waalaikumsalam. ehh.. mmm. please come in! "

"don't be groggy baby, I know that I'm handsome"

"yes. are you handsome, satisfied?!"

"i like your honesty!"

"i like you not much"

"i'm not talking, I'm just talking facts!"

"yes, yes, you're always right"

"i know! don't praise me"

"your narcissist must be treated immediately"

"anything for you baby...!" the son took Humaira's hand and kissed her

"hey!!! don't do that!!"

"upssss... sorry! am I being too aggressive, baby?!"

"yes. yes. very!" humaira toilet

"have you had breakfast ?!" ask Humaira after a moment of silence

" coincidentally not yet, why darling? you're starting to think about your husband?!"

"no, I'm just asking. If we haven't eaten together in the family dining room, oom and aunty are waiting for you! and remember 1 thing! you're not my husband yet!" timpal humaira

"i love your attention my wife!"

"i'm not your wife!"

"yes. my future wife, what's the difference?! you'll still be mine!"

"that's what you want!!"

"yuppp! and you know it!"

"ah... have it!!! let's go inside, and have the baby eat with us!"

"well, but the baby's still on his way here! he took the replacement car, there was a little damage with the car yesterday!" replied the son while glancing at his watch.

"that's it coming, exactly 2 minutes after I got here!" the son turned his head out when he heard the roar of the car engine approaching the gate.

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humaira stroked his chest, his heart felt like jumping out, he immediately ran out, wanted to make sure what car Bayu was carrying, his answer to the proposal son later depends on the color of the car this morning, the color of the car, because nothing happened by chance, God determined everything.

gee whiz....

Humaira was sitting limp in the park seat, seen a white alphard parked in front of the fence..

oh jesus...

is he really my soul mate????

where should I be god...??

god.. Can it cancel my prayer???

sometimes the prayer is short..

sometimes I pay less...

when he was my husband...

how is god...

oh allah...

confused me...

I must how....

I was doubtful..

I have to how dong, god...

however Humaira is a sportsman, he will admit what decision he has found.

"why are you sitting here, miss?!" bayu who got out of the car was astonished to see Humaira sitting there,

"he wants to take you to breakfast, come on in!" yabg's son replied, he was also astonished by Humaira's behavior.

"ohh.. uh. yeah. let's go in Yu, we'll have breakfast together!"

"did you hear what my wife said?!"

"yes sir..."

"come in, and eat with us!"

"well sir!"

"let's go in, don't fuss here, it's not good for oom and auntie!" humaira

then the three of them walked to the dining room, and sat down while sipping warm milk that had been served aunt tika, after the dish was presented neatly they began to eat, while interspersed with small talk, while interspersed with small talk, sometimes there was laughter from the dining room.Susana who was so warm seemed to radiate.before how long after breakfast runs out, the topic of conversation began to shift.

"so how's son? what is the answer to your istikharah prayer?!" tanya aunt tika seriously.

silence for a moment.all waited for Humaira saai's answer.

"overnight.humaira prayed with kusyu' tan. and Humaira asked for an omen from Allah, if indeed the son of a Humaira mate, the son would have picked up Humaira by another car this morning.. and with a different paint as well. it's white, and this morning all the answers are out there!" humaira spoke while staring at her aunt and Oom alternately, herself gamang because she did not really like the answer she threw herself.

"and this morning I brought a replacement car for my son.. BMW is white!" bayu replied with passion, she was glad her Boss was finally accepted.

"alhamdulilah.." the son hissed happily, he wiped the face of Humaira happily.

"alhamdulilah.. mean you accept the proposal son son son??? " tanya aunty repeated.

again heninh...

only answered a small nod by Humaira.

"yes....!!! I know you'll be my soul mate, baby!!" the son said with enthusiasm, he wanted to embrace Humaira, but immediately undone his intention, considering there is aunty tika and oom Bowo there. if the existence of Bayu did not affect him in the least. for him the baby is like a shadow of his own body, where there is a son there is a baby.

"alhamdulilah.alright! now aunt and Oom just contact the parents humaira, tell the past problems, and tell about the proposal son, because this is a little complicated so maybe need to be given space first a moment" said auntie tika while looking at the son.

"well aunt, then we go to work first! humaita got a morning shift because!" ucao humaira's

"yes, go! be careful at work!"

"yes aunt, Oom ! ah, assalamualaikum!" the son replied while retreating.

"greetings waalaikum!" the two parents answered in unison.

after riding in the car, Humaira was silent for a while, not daring to look at the son's face.

"why is silence?! are you ashamed of me?!"

"yes..."

"don't be ashamed! I'm your future priest!" the son grabbed the girl's chin, and grabbed her shoulder and shifted the girl's position closer to him.

"we haven't been muhrim okay?!" humaira confirmed her sitting position.push the chest of the field slowly.

"i'll marry you next week! the day after I returned to Jakarta after reviewing our new hotel project, you came with me to meet papa and mama! then there we go out into the field to meet your parents for blessing! how do you think?!" ask the son casually.

"so fast?!"

"i like good intentions to be carried out immediately!"

"you sure!? even my mother doesn't know about this!"

"it's a parent's business later! "

"let me talk to you first, after auntie told you about this!"

"alright! just so happy, baby!"

"are we going to be happy?!"

"definitely her! I'll be the coolest husband in the world!"

"do you really love me?!" humaira asked, staring at the beautiful brown bead with meaning, she looked for a sincere and honest answer there.

"all my body and soul, my love!"

"son... My condition is not much, I will not if you honey me later!!"

"i'm not the kind of crazy guy with a lot of women! if I were like that, it should be easy for me to not even have to get married! you know who I am, right? no need to get married to get a woman's warmth! it's just that I'm disgusted to do such things with people I don't love!"

"never betray me! promise me.. never lie to me. Please take care of my feelings, please take care of my trust, I'm too tired to be disappointed again..okay?!" humaira said as she sobbed, she entrusted all of her to this destiny, she tried to open her heart to the current son.

the son smiled, grabbed the tiny body and buried in his arms, then the tiny body trembled while occasionally sobbing sob. the son stroked the top of the girl's head, and then the tiny body shook, there was another refusal trying to let go of her warm embrace.

"yes dear.I will keep my promise, because I am a cool guy who holds my word!"

Bayu did not dare to glance at the rear view mirror, today he I have to drive himself for the son, the driver who yesterday at the value of talking too much. he did not want anyone else among them, he did not want anyone else among them, until the privacy of his master can be disturbed.he is busy thinking about the wedding planning of his master, a series of top WO already on his list, including some famous bridal fashion show, 1 week is not long. he had prepared everything from last night was indeed a personal assistant figure that was TOP markotop.