Rocker Guys Enter the Pesantren
Episodes.35
One week later.
Nisa has given birth to a beautiful daughter. Ms. Fatma treated Nisa like her own child. Even well help Nisa take care of her child.
Nisa is sitting together with Aisha. It just so happens that their son is taking a nap. The existence of Nisa in the house did not interfere with the tranquility of their family at all. Even the house is getting crowded.
The second conversation stopped because they heard someone knocking on the door.
"Something seems to be coming" said Aisha.
"Let me open the door." Nisa got up from her seat and went ahead. Holding her stomach, which sometimes hurts. The former SC surgery he did was still very pronounced.
Nisa saw Reno standing in front of the door. From his appearance it looks neat. Reno wears silver jaz.
"Sister Reno, tumben came in a suit?"
"Yes, it was out of the office. It just so happens that it's lunchtime now, so I'm using it to look at our son" Reno said.
"My son, Mas. Not our child" Nisa said.
"Be my son soon too, Nis. Oh yes, I brought you fruits." Reno gave the parcel she was holding to Nisa.
"Thank you, brother. Come inside!" bring him.
Reno follows Nisa into the house. Then sit together. Nisa took the initiative to call Bi Marni and ask her to prepare a drink for Reno.
"So, when did Reno justify Nisa?" ask Aisha to Reno.
"It certainly isn't anytime soon, because Hana's a kid. Maybe later if Hana is four months old," said Reno.
"Thank you, Brother. Because it's willing to accept me as I am," said Nisa gratefully.
"Because women are as good as you deserve to fight, Nis. The man who disappointed you would be very sorry if you knew soon you were married to me. Moreover, there are already beautiful children like Hana," said Reno.
Nisa felt so happy that Reno was so sincere to her. He hoped that Reno was the soul mate who had been destined by the ruler. He could be a good priest for her. Although Reno is still learning to be a devout Muslim, but hopefully in the future it can be much better.
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Iqbal approached his wife who was giving breast milk to his son. Baby Azam cannot escape his mother. Aisha never went out of the house. Afraid that her son would look for her.
"Darling, your husband just got home from work. You're not welcome?"
"It's worth it that our son is gleeful." Iqbal watched his son close his eyes.
"Like you, Mommy."
"Son, just like you, you're starting to get nervous too."
"Just let me rejoice, her name is also mother-mom." Aisha expression sulks.
"Sorry, sweetheart. Not that I meant to corner you. It's just that you're gemoy Mas's getting in love."
"really?" Aisha's face changed instantly.
"Yes, baby."
"Because my husband is so kind and understanding, then tonight ... " Aisha deliberately paused her words.
"Did you get rations tonight?" Iqbal blinked one eye.
Aisha patted her husband's arm. "Just son, I was just giving birth too, Mom."
"Yes, I'm just kidding."
"Mas, how about we help prepare Reno and Nisa's wedding, ' said Aisha.
"You're so good, baby. But we'd better let them manage everything. We don't know exactly the date of their wedding, either" Iqbal said.
"All right then. I'm just following what Mas Iqbal said. The most important thing is that their relationship is immediately validated" said Aisha.
"Darling, we've been talking about them ever since. How about we both. So, when can Mas be friendly with you?" Iqbal blinked one eye at his wife.
"Let's be a minute. Wait for our child to sleep well" replied Aisha.
"When did it come? The feeling from earlier me*nyusu continues. When's the ration?"
Plaques
Aisha hit her husband's arm. "Mas Iqbal is big time want ASI anyway? Shame on our son."
Iqbal scratched his non-itchy nape. His wife was completely insensitive to the meaning of his words. Iqbal chose to go to the bathroom leaving his wife still babbling.
