Qalqalah Wedding

Qiya Pregnant

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The door to the room opened wide, Qiya turned her head and found her husband standing there.

"Mass .. You want to shower now? I've prepared warm water for you" Qiya said gently.

"No need!" reject Hika.

Instantly Qiya was surprised, Hika's face looked very serious. What happened to that guy, why did he change so quickly?

Qiya got up to his feet, delaying for a moment the clothes that finished in the fold.

"Why are you, ma'am?" qiya asked carefully.

Hika stepped up and stopped right in front of him. Hika's expression was very serious. Qiya was worried something was happening with her husband.

"From today, you don't need to prepare warm water for me to shower, prepare breakfast, and do other tasks!"

Both of Qiya's eyeballs were perfectly rounded, her feelings started to feel uneasy. What's wrong with Hika.

"W-why, mas?" qiya asked with trembling lips, her two eyes started to cultivate a clear white liquid that was ready to fall at any moment.

Hika's hand held both sides of Qiya's shoulder. "You're pregnant, aren't you, baby?"

Qiya's breath was restrained for a moment, before Hika finally continued her sentence.

"Mom should call, mother says that you're pregnant. That right?"

Qiya was silent. Her plan to surprise her husband failed. If you already know the pregnancy from the mother. Wrong she herself, too, did not warn the mother not to tell about her pregnancy to Hika.

Qiya nodded. "Yes, mas. I'm pregnant."

Hearing Qiya's confession, Hika immediately brought his wife into a hug.

"Alhamdulillaah .." said Hika gratefully.

Not long after, he let go of his embrace. He looked at Qiya's face.

"M-sorry, mas. Intention I want to give you a surprise, but forget to tell mom not to tell you first."

Hika reviewed the smile. "No need to apologize, I'm not angry. I'm happy with this good news."

Qiya who was originally lowered her head now began to dare to return her husband's gaze.

"Are you really not mad at me, are you?"

"Yes, it's not. Why am I angry? Anyway, from now on you do not have to do housework, let alone heavy. Let everything be the same bi Iyam. You have to take good care of your body. We'll go to the doctor later, yeah. We'll check the contents."

Qiya nodded in agreement. "Yes, my mom."

Hika re-embraced his wife's body, his mouth unceasingly expressed gratitude because God had given him a belief in the form of a moment.

Hika let go of her embrace. "Now you rest, let me continue to fold his clothes."

Hika sat Qiya on the bed, he piled several pillows to make a backrest.

"But, mas-"

"Udah, same with husband, yes. I can do it if I just fold the clothes."

"Yes, mas. But kan-"

"Udah, yes. Let me go," prune Hika again.

The man continued to fold Qiya's new clothes to be moved to her bedroom closet. Because they have one room.

At first Hika looks confused to fold the clothes, but the man tries to keep the folds look neat, although not as neat as the folds.

Qiya reviewed the grateful smile, how happy she was to have a husband like Hika. He's very lucky. And this is inseparable from the destiny of the All-Good God.

"Thank you, O Allah, for bringing Hika to my life."

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