Sakinah with you

Getting Shafa Permit

Time still shows at 03:10 in the morning. Rayyan woke up due to the sound of an alarm that was installed on her smartphone. Time to perform the most important sunnah worship in the last third of the night, which is a good time to honor the owner of life.

Shafa is still sleeping so fast with his right hand that is circular in his stomach. She had only slept about 3 hours ago after carrying out one of her main duties as a wife. A worship that is quite draining.

"Beautiful" he murmured while tidying up the child's hair that covered his father's face.

Rayyan still continues to look at the face of the wife who carved so beautiful and flawless perfect. Even acne and spots were reluctant to just pass on his smooth face. How God has created a partner who is soothing to the eyes, weary and complementary in Rayyan's life that he is grateful for at all times.

Rayyan put her shirt and shorts back on before cleaning herself in the bathroom. Not to forget he looked at the little princess who was also still sleeping in her baby mattress.

Toddler who is no less beautiful than the mother is sleeping soundly by hugging her beloved Hello Kitty doll. Looks like Rayyan has to be extra strict to keep Zizi later as an adult. It can be sure he will be a prima donna in his day later. In such sleeping conditions, Zizi is very similar to her mommy is even more beautiful with a typical Japanese face that is derived from the grandmother of the Shafa lineage. There was almost no trace of Rayyan on her pretty face, except when she opened her eyes. The calm, shady eyes were very similar to that of the father.

After cleaning up and performing the Night Prayer, Rayyan went to walk in closet in her room. Grab a medium-sized suitcase on top of the closet. He has not even told his wife if he has to attend an international seminar held at one of the largest campuses in Eastern Indonesia. He himself only agreed to the invitation yesterday, when he was in the midst of emotions facing Shafa. However, behind all that, there is a considerable advantage to increase the capital of the wife's business.

"Honey, get up" Rayyan patted gently on the cheek of the wife who was deep after finishing preparing the suitcase that will be carried.

"Sheaf... Banguun"

THE CUP!

THE CUP!

THE CUP!

Rayyan repeated again, this time with a tubular kiss that was landed on his face made the owner of the body start to piqued.

"Emmmm... Mas, disturb uh. Still tired of knowing" his grunts with a slightly muttering voice. Shafa again drowned his face into the middle bolster in his embrace. His body was completely exhausted after a heat exhausting activity last night.

"Darling, it's almost dawn. Mas wants to go to the mosque," Rayyan shook Shafa's shoulder so that he was awake and did not oversleep performing the morning prayers.

Finally with heavy eyes Shafa rose from his sleep while pulling a blanket to cover his innocent body. With a shuffled step and half-covered eyes Shafa walked towards the bathroom to clean himself up.

After returning from the Rayyan Mosque, Shafa was curled up on a prayer mat, still using a mukena. Maybe he was really sleepy.

"Honey, don't sleep downstairs," again, Rayyan shook his wife's shoulders to wake up.

"Hmmm," only a small mutter escaped his lips.

"Today Mas has to go to Kendari, there is an International seminar for several days" he told Shafa.

Rayyan's speech just made Shafa's consciousness fully gathered. She opened her eyes, got up and looked directly at her husband's face.

THE CUP!

"Don't buy Mas Mas rich that way" Rayyan's seductive look at the wife's expression.

"Where were you going? Maunke Kediri?"

"Not kediri dear, but Kendari. The capital of Southeast Sulawesi" he answered with eyes that still have not switched from the face of the wife.

"What's? Southeast Sulawesi? Naw... Naw... Nope. Ray can't go! Anyway, can't!" His words began to rage.

Shafa grabbed Rayyan's hand and flanked her tightly. She wouldn't let her husband get away from her side for a second.

"Honey, Mas has promised the Rector. Not long after it went. Later mas will often call Shafa" Rayyan lowered his voice while rubbing the darling of the head of the wife who had drowned in his chest.

"No!"

"I'm coming!" Shafa raised his head. His eyes continued to drain the water. I don't know, the one he threw a crybaby like this.

"If Shafa comes along what about the kids? Zaf has to go to school. Later, yes, school holidays we will vacation in Egypt." Rayyan persuaded. Hopefully, Shafa can melt with the lure of a vacation to the middle eastern country.

"No! I don't want to go to Egypt. He wants to go to Kediri" Sahut Shafa who is still cool with his stance.

"From sweetheart not Kediri" Rayyan confirmed.

"Whatever wants Kediri Kendari anyway I follow the point! Ray can't go!" Say it's selfish, but Shafa just wants to stay by her husband's side. He even forgot that yesterday he had made Rayyan black because of his actions that covered songs to go viral.

Rayyan let out a heavy sigh, facing the stubborn nature of Shafa.

"okay! I'm not going, is Shafa satisfied now?" Rayyan replied coldly.

Good luck! Inner praying.

"Serious mas?" Shafa stopped his sobbing for a moment.

"Did you look like you were joking?" Rayyan still showed her flat expression making Shafa bite her lower lip. She knew her husband had to do all this.

"Mass?" Call Shafa softly when she sees her husband pulling his suitcase back into the locker room. Shafa hurriedly followed Rayyan from behind by lifting the bottom of her mucous skirt.

"What's Ray doing?" He asked when he saw Rayyan open her suitcase.

"This is what Shafa wants. Shafa wanted to stay home and not go to work" he replied without taking his eyes off the pile of clothes he had put back in place.

Shafa's heart ached hearing Rayyan's words as if accusing him of being the most selfish person on earth. Doesn't feel the clear melt coming back to drip.

I'm so crybaby! His mind rubbed his eyes rough.

Shafa approached Rayyan. His hand grabbed the clothes he was about to put back in the closet.

"Mas get ready. Let me pack the stuff" Shafa said. Well, you have to be strong Shafa, just a few days isn't it? He tried to strengthen himself.

"meaning?" Rayyan looked at the wife's face. It seems like the plan this time worked.

"Go away, I'm not papa" he said, looking down.

Rayyan gave a smile, knowing that Shafanya was not a selfish woman even though she was quite stubborn.

"Thank you dear!" Rayyan pulled his wife's body into his arms.

"The promise is coming home soon, and we're going on vacation together" he said, peeping Shafa's forehead.

"No, my!" Shafa shakes. Not the vacation he wanted.

"I don't need a vacation. I returned safely to this house. Remember always, there are we always waiting for you to come home"

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Hii..Hii... Author is back stlah 18 exhausting days. So I just finished following Diklatsar and just got back last night. Thank you for being faithful to wait for me in a place that is a ️

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