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The unexpected guest...

I rushed to the door of our house, and I peeked out of the glass window, who comes to see you this afternoon..

It was my uncle, aunt, and grandmother who came to visit us. I immediately opened the door of our house, hugged my grandmother and aunt, and endured them one by one. I let them in.

Once inside the house, I called her bang Izal who was watching television, " bang Izal, come here first, there is a grandmother, uncle and also aunt", I said with a smile looking at my grandmother. Bang Izal immediately approached us, and he immediately greeted and greeted our uncles, aunts and grandmothers.

" Grandma has lunch?", I asked with a smile, "Uda Ni, we had lunch at the home of your aunt's parents who live in the street of the Mosque" my grandmother said with a smile.

" You must be surprised by our sudden arrival?", asked my aunt,

" It's actually a shock to bi as well, but we're very pleased with your arrival to visit us here" I said excitedly.

" We've all come to invite you to the wedding of your aunt's niece in Binjai, this Sunday, just a little party, but you have to come before the wedding day, son", my aunt said expectantly.

"Inshaa Allah yes bi, we try to come before the wedding day, but maybe bang Izal, the wedding day he will come, because Saturday they are still working ya bi," I smiled at my aunt.

" Where are grandmothers, uncles and aunts?, what's going on here?" I said,

" We have spent two days living at your grandmother's house in the street Masjid, it's not good Ni, we stay here, without saying first with your grandmother there, after all we do not bring a change of clothes, we do not bring clothes, later if the event is over, we will stay here last night, before we go back to the village huh Ni", replied my aunt explained.

" Well bi, later on Saturday, I will come to the wedding venue ya bi" I said with a smile.

" Know your husband's face is a bit pale Ni", asked my uncle," I threw up om, smell of garlic" said Izal bang, Izal,

" Is my dear granddaughter pregnant?", asked my grandmother, holding my hand,

" Thank God, Grandma, I'm two months pregnant" I said excitedly, "Thank God, if you're pregnant, may your child live a long life,healthy always and be a child that Sholeh yes son" said my uncle with a smile.

I saw there was sadness in my aunt's eyes, and I understood why she felt so sad, just imagine, Uncle and aunt have been married for more than ten years, but there has not been a baby, they have tried treatment here and there, but the results are nil.

Maybe it's not time God gave that blessing to my uncle and aunt.

Man can only strive, but only Allah SWT determines His servant's destiny

Aunty just smiled at the news of my pregnancy, and prayed for the best for me and my son.

I rushed to the kitchen to make a drink, because of the ease of talking, so I forgot to make a drink, so my throat felt dry.

Finished making a warm sweet tea, I rushed him to the living room, maybe my uncle, aunt and grandmother were thirsty, I said in my heart.

Arriving in the living room with a drink, and putting it on the table, I allowed them to drink the drink I brought.

We talked together for a few hours. Although a few minutes we must finish to pray ashar. Now it was five in the afternoon, finally my uncles, aunts and grandmothers were ready to return to the grandmother's house in the street of the Mosque, and we drove them to the front of our house.

After they boarded the public transport, we rushed inside the house, and locked the door.

I went into the room, and laid my body on the bed.

" What do you think, brother, are we going to attend the wedding of our family in Binjai city?", I asked Izal bang while hugging his body.

" Dear, we have to attend it, because om, aunt, and grandmother, have directly invited us" said my husband.

While waiting for the Maghrib prayer time, we chatted on the bed hugging.

After the adzan magrib reverberated, we prayed Maghrib together.

After the Maghrib prayer, we had a dinner of boiled noodles with a cow's eye egg, without garlic, because I was afraid Izal was throwing up again like this afternoon.

After praying Isya, we rest in the room while hugging.

We passed by tonight sharing the warmth.

A bright morning..

We begin with gratitude and hope for divine guidance, by carrying out our obligations to Allah SWT as devout Muslims.

Today we will go shopping in Carrefour. After my husband comes home, we will go shopping.

" Dear, what time is it?", I asked Izal's bang with a smile, saying,

" So you will go home before ashar yes dear, later you send SMS, if you are already on the road, so you can be ready first, before Abang nyampe house y dear", he said while looking at me.

" Yes dear, adek wait at home y, and don't forget ngabarin adek, because adek will dance and let it look beautiful and ga shy-shamin Abang" I said spoiled

" Wife brother can aja yes in the heart of Abang but for Abang, want to dance or ga, adek still beautiful kok", said Izal bang seducing me, afraid not given ration ni the brother, Izal, I said in my heart while smiling to myself,

" Why smile on your own deck?, must be an extraordinary thought, dear?, ntar a night just think that brother really likes it, let makian puaas who,!", he said while pinching my nose.

I was ashamed to hear it myself. My face turned red, out of embarrassment, my husband could know what was on my mind, I said with a smile.

After delivering Izal bang to the front of the house, I went inside to start a house cleaning event. Honestly, I can't stand the messy state of the house, making me dizzy and uncomfortable at home.

Although Izal bang already forbid me heavy work or a lot of activity, because of my condition that pregnant young, I still do light work according to my husband's advice.

To me, sweeping away the dust stuck to the walls, the floor, wasn't too heavy, so I worked vigorously.

Finished the cleanliness, and lifted the dry clothes, which my husband washed this morning, then I folded them neatly, so as not to be hard on the iron.

I saw the clock showing at 2 pm, because of the preoccupation with housework, I forgot to pray or lunch. I rushed to the bathroom to clean myself, all taking ablution, for Dzuhur prayer.

After the prayer, I had my own lunch in the kitchen, it was not good at home, I talked to myself with the fetus in my stomach, while stroking my stomach, I said, I comforted myself by talking to my unborn 3-month-old fetus in my womb.

While eating, an SMS sent me, that he would be coming home soon. I hurried to wash the dishes I was wearing, rushed to the bedroom, to exchange clothes.

Right now I'm wearing an egg-yellow robe, and I'm wearing a cream-coloured hijab, and wearing a thin powder without any moisturizer, because I'm afraid of the moisturizing stuff I've been wearing all this time, can affect my content, and I apply lipstick pink, so as not to be too flashy, in my opinion.

Just like this, the makeup I usually do, because I don't like excessive grooming.

Finished dressing up and wearing my hijab, I came out of our bedroom, to our porch, to wait for my husband to come home excitedly 45...

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