Sakinah with you

Ended Already

At 12:30, after completing the Dzuhur Prayer, Rayyan immediately returned to his residence. Since an hour ago, Shafa repeatedly called asking Zifara.he was afraid that Zifara was fussy because he had first joined his father to work.

In the room earlier, after successfully persuading the pregnant woman not to report to the wife, Rayyan sought the existence of the Goddess to clarify everything. Unfortunately, the suspect was no longer around the room.

From Sonya and Benni, Rayyan just found out that Dewi is one of the lecturers who are full of affair scandals. One of them was with a dean at the university. The football in the world of infidelity is no longer in doubt. With a beautiful face, and fashionable appearance, he forgot that he was an educator who should set a good example for the young generation of the nation's successors. The goddess that is known to be accepted on campus because of the influence of people in it was already in mutation some time ago, and somehow he suddenly appeared in front of Rayyan claimed to be his lover by utilizing the amnesia that Rayyan suffered. Rayyan herself may be able to turn away from the beautiful Shafa many times over from the Goddess. Not only was her face beautiful, but her heart was like that.

Am and Zifara who were sitting on the front bench seemed calm without a sound. Zifara was seen several times awake because of holding back her sleepiness.

"Dad, Zizi bobo" said Am while holding the shoulder of the sister who was almost as tall as him.

Rayyan immediately pulled over her car, then moved Zizi into a sling in front of her body so she could sleep comfortably.

The little girl so calmly hugged her father who was driving.

In a 2-story house with a spacious and green courtyard, a beautiful woman with a veil on her shoulder was drying clothes in the backyard. She didn't even realize her son and husband were home.

Rayyan smiled looking at his wife who was eagerly doing homework. This is probably the first time the mother of 3 children was drying clothes that much alone. Even so, there was a hint of sadness in Rayyan's heart seeing Shafa. Women who were raised as a single Princess with all the luxuries and complete facilities had to go through difficult days like today. Actually he could have taken one more ART, if the wife did not refuse.

"Mommy... Atu kangen" cried Am, once found the mother in the backyard.

"Yes, my mother's son has come home apparently" Shafa immediately put away the empty clothes basket and approached Am who ran towards him. However, Am is also a mommy child who will plunge like lizards on the wall on his mother.

"Zizi sleeping mas?" Shafa's gaze turned to Zizi who was in Rayyan's front sling.

"Yes, I moved in the room first"

"Have they eaten?" Shafa must make sure his children have eaten or not.

"Udah mommy's. Atu cama Zizi matan much lo mommy. Atu was purgi cama tata di chekolah father. Yeah, tan dad?" Am enthusiastically showcased his activities with Rayyan students earlier.

"No eating, right?" Shafa asked full of questions. He was very careful with the food his children ate. Especially Am, who likes to eat the most but is the most sensitive.

"No Shafa, they eat organic noodles and processed fish from the results of student PKM" Rayyan explained.

"Yes cafa," Sahut Am who immediately got a stab in his ass.

THE PUK!

"Not polite!" Tegur Shafa while glaring at Am.

"That's tan, that's-it's dad" he replied lightly. That is the importance of keeping the oral in the presence of children, because they tend to imitate adults around them.

"Am, can't you anymore, son, call rich mommy earlier"

"But dad, how can you?" Am's question makes Rayyan confused as to what to answer.

"Your father again khilaf son! Yes already mas, buruan sleepin Zi, gih. I'm ready to eat first" he said, not wanting to prolong the problem.

"That's gonna eat mommy again"

After putting Zifara in the room, Rayyan returned to the dining table to eat lunch. He noticed a healthy menu of 4 on the table.

"Here, Mommy cooked all this?" Ask.

"Yes" Shafa replied as he scooped the rice onto Rayyan's plate.

"God willing, the wife of righteousness" his praise made the owner blush. It was just a small compliment.

"Obdomestic of times. It's a wife's job, right?"

Rayyan nodded while observing the beautiful face of his wife who was getting prettier as he blushed.

"Mommy's a nyuci too?" Ask again. Because he had seen Shafa drying clothes that are not small in number.

"No, I just wash my underwear and have Zizi. The rest bi Lastri. I help you just sun it up" replied the back of her who was nodded by Rayyan. About clothes, Shafa always washed his own underwear, husband and children.

"God willing, *Anna uhibbuki Lilla**h, umm Am"

"Love you too, dad*" replied Shafa. Two love statements that use two different languages.

In the midst of their leisurely activities after lunch, Rayyan is startled by the arrival of Him to her home. From the look on his face, something bad is happening.

"What's wrong Di? How do you think you're after that nutmeg?" Shafa asked as he placed a glass of water in front of Dian who was regulating his breathing.

"Drink first Di" Rayyan brought the yellow liquid-filled glass closer to Dian. And once upright, the water ran aground unnoticed.

"Where have you been, Ray, not answered?" Dian started to open her voice.

"My phone's in the room. What's wrong?" Rayyan was getting curious. This seems to have something to do with his business being hit hard.

"Ray... The warehouse where our production is burning" said dian with a sad expression. In contrast to Dian, Rayyan and Shafa who heard that just kept glued to silence. Rayyan closed her eyes while sighing deeply. While the wife clearly visible eyes are glazed.

Strengthen us, Robb.

"It's over Ray. We can not continue it," said Dian Lirih while bowed. He knew Rayyan's hard money when he started this business to develop and now slumped to the bottom. How much loss and costs should be borne.

"Thank you Di. Get our people to clean things up. Tomorrow we'll have a meeting to get everything done." Flat talk.

After Dian's departure, Rayyan did not say much he chose to go into the room with Shafa. Shafa was the same, he quite understood Rayyan's feelings, so he did not dare to ask a word. Rayyan's gaze fell on two people who were sound asleep on the bed. Suddenly the fear of the future of the child appeared in his mind. He immediately became concerned that his faith might be weak until the devil easily entered and influenced his mind to forget to be grateful.

"We face it with mas, you're not alone" Shafa's soft voice managed to re-issue his smile.

"It's okay, just being his wife's regular ASN?" Rayyan said as she gently rubbed his wife's head.

"No papa Mas, the important thing is to be the only one. There is no second or third" replied Shafa who welcomed Rayyan's crisp laughter.

"Shafa has always been the only one. Yesterday, today until death separates" he answered while holding Shafa's warm body.