
Assalamualaikum Readers..,😘😘😘
Greetings from the Author, This novel is a continuation of the Novel Seikhlas Cinta Afifa (SCA) Season 1, so you should before reading this novel to read SCA 1 first, to better understand the previous plot.
The author is very grateful to all SCA lovers who are still faithfully waiting for the continuation of the story, because that is what makes the Author spirit of writing.
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HAPPY READING'S...⚘⚘⚘❤
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Indeed.., the presence of the fruit of love that is now present in the womb of Afifa is the most beautiful gift for a married couple who almost even married for one year.
Fauzi has always been a standby husband for his wife, however, Fauzi still allows his wife to continue teaching her duties as a teacher at school, of course with some mutually agreed rules.
Afifa was not allowed to bring his own motorbike, he had to go and go home to be picked up either by himself or by his employee, he is also only allowed to teach without having to fill in exculpatory activities or activities carried out outside the school.
Afifa just smiled at her husband's rule, thinking it was a testament to his great love and responsibility towards his wife and future baby, although sometimes Afifa felt uncomfortable because it had to bother her husband or Mang Ujang who every day had to take the time to drive or pick her up.
But Fauzi always managed to convince him, that what he did for his wife is not only because of his obligations, but also his desire to always be close to his wife and baby, he said, of course with his attitude that always makes Afifa smile and laugh.
Regarding the warmth in his household, do not be asked again, of course they are more friendly in his daily life, and still with the same pretext when he wants to channel his desires he always uses the same word, he said, to speed up recovery from her trauma, ha ha ha...😅😅😅...
Those words were always heard tickling in Afifa's ears.
But the words were not spoken from Fauzi's lips for 2 weeks after the news of his wife's pregnancy, he felt that the husband and wife's relationship would make a woman's womb disturbed.
That night at bedtime, Afifa was leaning on the bed while reading a pregnant woman's manual that she bought from her online shof, Fauzi just walked back and forth from the room house and then to the house again, sometimes sitting on the couch in the room and then standing up again while occasionally looking at his wife.
Afifa watched her husband behind the book she read with the tip of her eye, feeling that there was wonder she asked.
“Kak Aji why?” asked Afifa, closing the book she had held since.
Fauzi looked at his wife, paused for a moment and said, “Ah...anu..., no papa hehe,” He said with a whimper, his hands scratching his head which is actually not itchy.
“Hmmm...really?” ask Afifa not to believe it.
“Iya, hehe..” Answer Fauzi.
“Terus, why did Kak Aji just pacing?”
Fauzi fell silent again, his head wrinkled with a thoughtful sign, “Hmmm...sayang” said Fauzi rather hesitantly.
“Yes? Why?”
“It looks like something I forgot to ask the obstetrician who checked you out back then,” Fauzi said seriously.
“Indeed what else does Kak Aji want to know?” afifa asked, her round eyes looking at her husband's serious face.
“I...hmmm...,” Said Fauzi in doubt.
“Kak Aji need not worry, I ask a lot of Umi, besides that I also continue to read manuals like this," Afifa showed the title of the book that had been loyal to her since then, "at least I already know what can and should not be done by pregnant women,” she explained trying to convince her husband.
“Actually what does Kak Aji want to ask?”
Afifa was seriously listening, her gaze not turning away from her husband's face.
“Is...the husband and wife relationship..will interfere with pregnancy?” Fauzi asked, his voice a little slow and stifled.
“Hah..?” Afifa's eyes widened, actually wanting her to laugh out loud at the silly question from her husband, but Afifa tried to hold it, she just held her stomach and pursed her lips that could not bear to hold a laugh. “Unfortunately Aji's sister was strong enough to hold him for 9 months?” Afifa asked behind her stifled laughter.
“Hah...? Nine months...?” Fauzi held her head, then pulled her hair back, her face looked chaotic and it made Afifa even more unable to hold back laughter because of her husband's face that looked funny in her opinion.
Afifa kept the book she held on the nightstand, she got out of bed, then stood up and walked over to her husband, “If Kak Aji could not hold it, of course other husbands would not be able to”, too, Afifa held her husband's shoulders, then went down her husband's arms from top to bottom, and clasped his hands. Afifa smiled, her face slightly tilted looking fixed on her husband's face, she did not want to miss the change in expression of her husband's face.
“Means?” fauzi asked somewhat nervously to get such a look from his wife.
“If you want, Kak Aji does not need to hold it, just do it,” Afifa smiled, then tiptoe whisper something in the ear of her husband, “But slowly yes, and do not too often also”, he whispered, she stood in front of her husband, her smile red.
“Aaaaa, darling.” Fauzi smiled, and his smile grew even more as his hand was pulled by his wife towards the contest.
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The voice of unpretentiousness, the tabuhan bedug echoed with the beautiful chants of Takbir from several mosques from the corners of Bandung City, the children laughed cheerfully running around the mosque, the men started from the young, the, middle-aged to grandparents gathered in the mosque to live the night of prayer as a sign of gratitude after successfully one full month through Ramadan fasting.
Mothers are busy in their homes, preparing everything to welcome the holiday tomorrow, the aroma of cooking from every home kitchen makes the aroma inhaler feel like eating it immediately.
Maybe it has become a tradition every day to welcome the feast, they are so happy, especially children.
Today Afifa invited her husband to stay at Umi's house, it's nothing, besides this holiday is the first for her after marriage, she also wants to gather with her family on this holiday.
There is indeed something missing for Afifa, the holy month will now pass, a month full of glory, in which he can draw closer to the kholiq. In the first year of his marriage, of course, the reward obtained is very much different from the previous year when he was still alone.
How not, for a wife this holy month is a field of charity for her, to further collect the reward of worship, and, because every second of the time she went through to serve her husband will be recorded as a worship whose reward is doubled by Alloh SWT.
The content of Afifa stepped on 4 months, Afifa was grateful even though she was pregnant, but she remained strong to observe fasting for a full month, she was a strong woman, she said, never complained about her pregnancy or whined about asking her husband for something.
Afifa is pregnant with normal gezala like other women, vomiting and eating little, not infrequently even the feeling of wanting something trivial, maybe it is natural, it is not uncommon, but she did not want to burden her husband with all his desires, she thought that the strange desire that arose in his mind was only the emotion of his momentary lust.
It is not unusual if it happens to every pregnant woman in the first trimester, Afifa was grateful, the young pregnancy is not as bad as shofi his best friend who can not eat rice at all, she did not refuse any food except meatballs, she would eat every dish that her husband served with a smile, although not much, even Fauzi was surprised that his wife never asked for anything strange in her opinion, occasionally Fauzi bought his wife fresh fruits and a little sour, Afifa ate them with sumringah, but never once asked for it.
Afifa Fathima Mumtaza's...😊
Fauzi Rahman Ramadan...😊
Seriate....❤❤❤
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By @Rahma Khusnul#