
"Mas, is it true that Safira died?" asked Amrita to take her place next to her husband.
"Yes, right" Aziz replied glancing at his wife who began to show facial changes.
"Mas, I'm so scared" said Amrita. If she is not pregnant, then going to jail is fine. But now the condition is different. She's pregnant.
Aziz faced his anxious looking wife. "What are you afraid of?" asked Aziz gently. Not wanting to lie, Amrita mustered her courage to be honest with her husband.
"Night, when I was followed by Kak Johan's man, I contacted Kak Johan while Mas was sleeping. Brother Johan does not know if the person that Mbak Safira is referring to is me. And said Kak Johan, he will take care of Mbak Safira so as not to bother me anymore" said Amrita with cold hands.
Aziz let out a slow breath. There was fear approaching but he tried to smile to calm his wife. "You must not be afraid, hopefully not Johan who was behind Safira's death" Aziz said, hugging his wife for a moment and then releasing their arms.
"Now that you take a shower, I've prepared dinner for the three of us" Aziz said with a big smile.
Amrita frowned. "Third?" amrita muttered not understanding.
"You, me and him" Aziz explained as he stroked his wife's flat stomach. After coming home from the hospital. Aziz took the time to buy milk pregnant women, fruits and vegetables are good dokonsumsi by pregnant women.
Amrita smiled and again kissed her husband on the cheek. "I like it.." cheered Amrita and then got off the couch. "Mas, help me open a gift from my friends. The card's still in the car. I'm going to take a shower first, we're going to unboxing tonight" he smiled.
Aziz nodded and smiled. After Amrita climbed into the room, Aziz thought back to his wife about Johan. Since Amrita did not take her phone, it was a good opportunity for Aziz to check her phone. The first message he read was a message from Safira and Amrita. Aziz growled loudly as he read the message Safira had sent to his wife. Then Aziz searches for Johan and Amrita's message. At the same time, Johan sent a message to Amrita.
"You saw the info this morning. Don't be afraid, Dek. Not the big brother" Johan.
Aziz was relieved to read the message from Johan. His anxiety is now gone. There's nothing else for Aziz to worry about. His wife will be fine, and so will their son.
"I am Aziz, her husband Amrita. Sorry for reading your message. If it is not you, I say thank you. And thank you for taking care of my wife" Aziz
"I'm the one who should be apologizing for calling your wife" Johan.
The sweet and soothing Kumandan adhan Magrib re-echoed in the mosque. End Aziz and Johan's conversation. Aziz went up to the room to his wife. He saw his wife was getting ready to wear a mukena.
"We pray together yes" said Aziz while taking off the kous shirt he now wears, replacing it with a sturdy white shirt. After that he went into the bathroom taking ablution. a few minutes later, Aziz went outside and started wearing a sarong and peci then prepared to chant the adhan slowly. And lastly he chanted the iqamah and started the Magrib prayer together with his wife.
As usual, after the Magrib prayer the two will teach together until the isya adhan reverberates. After the prayer, Amrita and her husband went down to the first floor and started to eat dinner.
"Amrita, I'm sorry baby. He accidentally read a message from Johan. He sent you a message" Aziz said as he picked up a piece of fried tempeh.
"It's okay, Mom. What's Brother Johan saying?" ask Amrita full of questions.
"You don't be afraid. It wasn't Johan who did it" Aziz explained.
"Mas doesn't know either. But later it will also be revealed who did it" Aziz replied casually.
After the meal, Aziz and Amrita pick up a gift from their friends. Even some of his seniors at Beskem also came to the campus celebrating Amrita's birthday.
"Honey, there are so many cards" muttered Aziz to see a gift in the car.
"Yes, Mas. Many friends from beskem, they came to give me gifts. As long as I don't ask, the gift should be accepted. Hehehehe" replied Amrita chuckling.
Aziz smiled as he brought all the gifts that amounted to almost tens. "Honey, this is not a birthday gift but a wedding gift. There are so many" Aziz said.
"Hahahahaha" laughs Amrita. It's true what Aziz said. That much beats a wedding gift. How not, the number of gifts is about forty.
"Good people will be in love with people. And this is the result of kindness" said Amrita smiling.
Aziz and Amrita tidied up the sofa bed, then both sat down and unboxed gifts from friends, friends and seniors. The first gift opened was a gift from Hanin, which contained baby clothes for men and women.
"Subhanallah. I want to ask you to try it" said Amrita with a big smile.
"Hehehehe. Do you think I'm a baby? I'm Papa baby not baby" Aziz replied.
Drt drt... Aziz's phone is ringing. Again the Aher name that is listed is called in. Aziz pressed the green icon image and suddenly the call was interrupted. After a few seconds, Aziz's phone rang again in the Watshap App and again Aher called.
"Assalamualaikum" said Aher smiling fluffy.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Tumben cherry" Aziz replied with a faint smile.
"Haha. I'm so happy, Aziz. Very.happy. Do you know, my future wife is very beautiful" said Aher. A sweet smile was still emanating on the man's face.
"Have you seen it?" asked Aziz curiously. If it was Madania who Aher met then that man would have instantly stumbled on her.
"It has. I even met him. We walked together and had lunch together" Aher said with a big smile.
"It's my turn to prank you. You know Madania is my future wife but you shut up and let your best friend get upset" Aher's inner smile triumphantly.
Also stopped by the finished novel 😊😊