Prince Cinta Beda Religious
What a beautiful night
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May Reader all still faithfully await the continuation of the story of Prince and Isma.
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Jakarta.
Isma, Rina, Prince and Bimo have just arrived at their respective homes. Tiredness that is now left behind after almost two weeks of settling in Korea.
Once you get home. Prince cleaned himself up. Then, wearing only bokser pants, he laid his body on the bed. By covering the entire body behind a thick, soft blanket that he longed for after a long time left.
Although Isma. I just finished shower. Still with a towel over his head.
"Mas, are you asleep?"
After changing clothes, she lay down next to her husband. Soon Prince brought Isma into his blanket.
"Mas is really tired deck. Will you sing sholawat?" Put Isma's head on her chest.
"May, but Mas must also recite a short surah also for children."
Isma is also used to call children for babies in the womb. Because words are prayer. God may grant their prayers and give them twins.
"Ready, Mother." He said with his embrace.
Then, Isma began chanting sholawat that always made Prince feel comfortable and became a treatment for his fatigue.
"Mmh, the belly is getting bigger." Slurping Isma's stomach.
"Yes, the deductibles are getting bigger." The answer.
Now alternately, Prince recited some short suras for his children.
"Mas wanted to read the Surah of Joseph and Mary." He said, standing up immediately.
Prince put on his pajamas, then rushed to the bathroom for ablution. After that he returned with the Qur'an in his hand. Isma also asked to take her hijab. Once she was well-groomed, she sat down in front of her husband.
The words sounded melodious. Prince's hand stroked Isma's stomach while reading those beautiful verses. Surely Prince stroked Isma's stomach from outside his clothes alone. Because if you touch directly the skin of Isma's stomach eat wudhunya void.
It was not only Prince who chanted those beautiful verses. Isma followed him. Until it did not feel nearly an hour they read the verses of the Qur'an, to be heard by their babies.
"Sodaqollahhul 'azim.." They said together.
Prince put back his Qur'an. Then he came back near Isma. Kissing Isma's stomach many times to make Isma laugh because amused.
"Hopefully the children will have a good nature and ta'at like the Prophet Joseph 'alaihissallam and the exalted Maryam." Her speech.
"Aamiinu. And may they be as handsome as the Prophet Joseph and as beautiful as the mother of Mary." Connect Isma.
Happy is not, if it can be the people of the Prophet's pride.
Leaving Isma and Prince. In Bandung, tonight Umi can not sleep. He missed Isma very much.
"Umi, why?" Ask Abi.
"Come, Bi. Umi's feelings are uncertain. I can't wait for tomorrow."
"Missing to miss Isma?"
"Yes. Can't wait to hold her."
Abi got up from his lying position. He stepped over to Umi who was standing staring out the window that was left open.
"Night is not good for health." Closing window.
"Umi was curious, how Isma went through the same early days of her pregnancy." Umi said with teary eyes.
Abi wrapped both his hands around Umi's stomach. He hugged Umi's body from behind.
"Tomorrow to Jakarta, early in the morning. So that we don't have bad luck, it's time for us to go to sleep."
Abi kissed Umi's shoulder. Feeling that, Umi smiled happily.
"Come, thank you for coming back..." Flipping his body to face Abi directly.
Abi's hand slowly caressed Umi's face. Then, Abi gave a kiss on Umi's forehead.
"Thank you, because Umi patiently took care of Abi. It's back to being like this too because of Umi."
"Umi misses Abi so much." Rengek Umi in Abi's arms.
A happy smile bloomed in Abi's lips. Then, Abi tightened his embrace.
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