Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Selamatan 4 Monthly...

Afifa home atmosphere is crowded with families and neighbors who come at the invitation of this happy little family, they come to participate in the 4th monthly celebration of Afifa pregnancy.

Afifa and Fauzi's parents gathered together with their Brother and Sister, even Sister Fauzi who was in Jakarta and Semarang also attended with her sons because it was still a Eid atmosphere, he said, so they all went home, except for her husband Kak Dewi who did not come.

Kak Dewi's husband is not so close to the family of Mama and Papa, Afifa also only met him once, he also met her, that is, when Afifa visited Kak Dewi's house in Jakarta to find the whereabouts of Wulan with Fauzi first, at the time of her wedding she did not come.

Lately Afifa just know, if actually the marriage of Kak Dewi with Kak Yana Her husband is not sanctioned by Mama Papa, maybe because of the age of Kak Yana who is younger than Kak Dewi, Kak Dewi, also because before marrying Kak Dewi Kak Yana did not have a permanent job and away from religion, it was according to them.

But somehow Kak Dewi was so cool to marry him, to dare to defy the will of his parents.

After her husband who is none other than the father of a girl named Muthya Nadia Putri, her only child died from a lung disease derivative from her family, Kak Dewi continued her furniture business in Jakarta, Indonesia, when her husband died, she was 35 years old and Nadia had just entered the 1st grade of Junior High, she was 13 years old.

With the beautiful face of the Goddess, and has a furniture store in the capital whose income is quite decent, of course, many men who approach her, until finally her heart is adrift with the figure of a man named Mulyana, who is also known as Mulyana, a 30-year-old native of Jakarta, comes from an ordinary family, but because of his deep love for the man, he does not mind his origins and income, after all from her own efforts she was able to support her family including her future husband.

Three years after the death of her husband, Kak Dewi remarried to Kak Yana, although without the blessing of her parents was also the only daughter who was then a teenager.

Nadia attended one of the famous SMUs in Jakarta, with her smart brain makes it easy for her to be accepted at any school as she wishes, even from Elementary to Junior High she is always the class champion.

But for some reason when he entered SMU and his mother remarried to a man of his choice, his achievements plummeted, often truant, and gathered with his gang friends.

His behavior and manner of dressing changed, Unlike men's clothing in general, his hair was cut short and deliberately in colorful paint, his attitude was indifferent no matter the view of others towards him, he did not even hesitate to say dirty words in front of his parents.

Perhaps it was one of her protest attitudes, as her mother was too busy working and her attention turned to her new husband. His life in a big city makes it difficult for his mother to control himself, can pass SMU only his mother is very grateful.

At his age who is unstable, like he has a role model, but unfortunately he did not find it at all in the figure of his mother who is always busy, but unfortunately he did not find it at all, moreover, from his stepfather who was very indifferent to him and seemed to want to take full control of his mother's attention.

Nadia really hates her stepfather who she thinks only hitchhiking food from her mother's income, she is really not responsible for supporting her family, he said, his mother had to work hard while his stepfather was just relaxing, although occasionally coming to the store he did not help at all, just hanging around did not clearly show his lazy nature.

After Nadia graduated SMU, Dewi was forced to leave her daughter at her sister Hanita's house in Semarang, in the hope that her daughter's attitude will change, because indeed her sister was quite strict in educating her children.

Nadia had studied there, at a college of his choice of tantenya, but his behavior was increasingly uncontrollable.

Until finally he met his Senior, although not one major but still one campus with him, he was a chairperson of Rohis on his campus.

They often met until the senior managed to melt his heart, his attitude began to change, because of his advice, until he wanted to wear the hijab, although sometimes he was off at a certain time because he was not used to it.

Nadia had put her heart on him, but unfortunately, her feelings were not responded to by her senior, she was only considered no more than a sister to him.

After her senior graduated, Nadia was no longer eager to live there, she also returned to Jakarta and continued to study at one of the private universities in Jakarta economics faculty.

Six months ago his Uncle Fauzi visited his house with his wife Afifa, Nadia was very amazed by the figure of his new Aunt who is actually not much different age from him.

The graceful figure of Afifa and her soft and friendly speech, was able to cool her heart that was longing for a role model in her life.

Nadia was so fascinated by her aunt. Like this time when Nadia heard the news of going to visit her uncle's house she was very excited to meet with Afifa, finally fitting this Lebaran they returned to Bandung to meet Grandpa and Grandma, he was very excited to meet her, at the same time attended the four-monthly event of Afifa content.

At Afifa's house, everyone was busy after the celebration was over.

“Eh...Anti where are you going?" Said Nadia a little run towards Afifa to make her ponytail hair color moving jump, "Bumil just sit here, do not follow in order!” Nadia's orders to Afifa after the invited guests came home.he always called the tantenya with the title Anti (Aunty) more familiar he said.

“Hmmm..don't overdo Nad, anti kan just got pregnant 4 months, can still move freely,” Afifa smiled at her bangs.

“Eh...That is precisely the vulnerable time An, let's sit here!” said Nadia while guiding Afifa to sit on a sofa.

“Oke..oke..pound me cute and chatty”, Afifa said as she pinched the cheek of her pondering cabi.

Although already sitting on the 3rd semester of college Nadia's face does still look cute, maybe because her round face and eyes make her often called babyface by her friends, even Fauzi always call her cute, but her, in addition to her cute face, also because of her first name Muthya.

Fauzi was very fond of his father, he was his first nephew, in addition Nadia also has no father, as a male sodara from his mother he felt responsible for Nadia.

Nisa looks a henchman playing with Talita and Cici, while Dika is engrossed in playing gadgets with Rizki. Sis dewi and Kak Hanita were busy helping Bi Yati clean up the leftover dishes of the invited guests, Mama and Papa were chatting in the front room with Umi and Abi, as well as Fauzi, who was also in the room, he had a serious conversation with his sister-in-law Amran, asking about Kak Yana's current state of not returning home.

Nadia is still berbiara with Afifa ,“Anti do not worry, her photo before maghrib, Anti's house is neat, everything is done,” Nadia smiled broadly reassuring her tant, thumb and middle finger plucking raises the sound.

“So you want to do all this?” ask Afifa not to believe it.

“Bi Yati will do everything hehe..” He said grinningly while sitting himself beside Afifa.

“Eh, if you want to finish-beres”, Afifa laughed at the behavior of her father.

Since Afifa was pregnant, Fauzi asked Bi Yati to help Afifa at home, doing household chores that felt quite heavy, Fauzi did not want his wife to be sapped because of work, moreover, Afifa must still go to school to teach, because Afifa does not want to take a long leave while he is still strong teaching, he will do his duty with pleasure.

“Hehe...I have not experienced An.., later I will learn from Anti if you want to marry”, Nadia leaned her head on the shoulder of Afifa.

“Should learn from now lo Nad, who knows you married a rich spit Anti,” Afifa stroked the back of his arms.

“Hmmm...if so, I moved aja deh college here” replied Nadia suddenly serious.

“Ya..got have to move also dong Nad, learn the same mother you just can”, replied Afifa.

Nadia folds her face, looks sad face on her face, “Mother is too busy”, he said.

Afifa was astonished by the change in attitude of her bangs, her round face that was so cheerful, suddenly turned moody.

“Nad....,” call Afifa soft, her hand back rubbed Nadia's hand, “Mother is busy working for your sake too, for your tuition, your needs”.

“Not only busy working An, but take care of her husband,” said Nadia upset, while upholding her sitting position.

“SubhanAlloh, don't tell Nad, he's your father too, it should be a wife taking care of her husband,” Afifa said gently.

“Udah ah... don't talk to him, make a bad mood aja,” Nadia still pouting, back tendering her head on the shoulders of Afifa.

Afifa smiled as she shook her head.

Fauzi came to them, “Hei...bad boy, why spoiled with my wife?” fauzi said as he glared at her.

“Eh...step-over...! later my son can be contaminated with your mischief”, Fauzi wagged his hands.

“What's Uncle? just disturb, I would like to spoil the same Anti”. Nadia hugged Afifa.

“Hus..hus slide there!” Fauzi tried to push Nadia's body.

Nadia was forced to shift her seat, pull over to the other side of the long sofa, her face getting bent. “Ih...basic pirit”, He said.

“Biarin”, he said indifferently as he wrapped his arm around Afifa's shoulder.

Afifa just smiled looking at the debate between Uncle and his Ponakan.

“You're tired ya baby?” ask Fauzi then to his wife.

“No, I'm fine”, Afifa looked up at Nadia who was still pouting. “Our beautiful phone does not ngizinin I do anything”, he said with a smile towards Nadia.

“Ho...so yes?” Fauzi glanced at his feet. “But you have to be careful lo dear, surely she has no wish”.

“Hei...! Uncle deh nyebelin, suspicion is very similar ponakan himself, not thank you for taking care of his wife”. Nadia hit her uncle's shoulder for not accepting her words.

“Ha ha ha..” Fauzi chuckled at Nadia's annoyed behavior.

“Don't be so dear, kasian Nadia tuh, her beautiful face so lost because bent”, said Afifa to her husband, a smile carved from her lips again raises two points on both cheeks.

“Gak papa, it's always masticated, always pouting” ledek Fauzi.

“Aaaaa... Uncle...!” Nadia clenched her palms, then hit her uncle's shoulder in a row.

“Aw...aw...sick Imuuuuut...!” Fauzi shouted, turned towards Afifa, hugged her and pretended to take refuge in her petite body.

“Do not call Cute! I'm an adult..!” nadia shouted increasingly annoyed.

Fauzi looking up”, Ha ha...adult from where? His body is big, his brain is still like a child”.

“Honey, don't overdo ih”, Afifa chimed.

“Anti..., see Uncle sneledekin I keep”, Nadia started whining.

Afifa could only shake.

“Eh Imut, anyways, if a woman is already an adult, should know what is right and what is wrong, lha aura aja not closed in front of men who are not muhrim, but,” Fauzi wags Nadia's hair in a blond ponytailed for paint.

“Ih..., here's Uncle's latest hairstyle, besides I'm overheated wearing a veil”, Nadia defended herself.

“Which heat is the same hell fire that will burn your hair? And this again your tight jeans, which make up your body, it's the same as not dressing Imuuut”. Fauzi ruffled his hair.

Nadia was silent, her lips appeared forward a few centi, “So I have to wear Aunty's robe every day is it?”

“Yes not so Nad, it is important to be polite not to show your aura in front of other men who are not muhrim”, Afifa chimed.

“But my pants are also long An”, Nadia said as she felt the jeans she was wearing.

“Although wrapped in a cloth, if you show your body curvature it is the same as Nad” aurat, explained Afifa.

“Oh...so yeah, how about the fate of my jeans? Too bad if not dipake”, Nadia seems to think.

“Ah...most think you, let's take a shower already want afternoon!” fauzi's orders.

“Iya deh”, Nadia stood up and walked over to the towel and into the back bathroom, her face still thinking.

After Nadia died, Fauzi invited Afifa into his room. “ Dear, you must be tired, let's take a short break while waiting for maghrib”, he stretched his hand towards his wife.

Afifa nodded then grabbed her husband's hand, both of them walking towards her room.

Afifa climbed onto the bed, straightened her legs and leaned her back. Fauzi sat down next to him, letting his wife's head rest in his arms.

“Honey..," call Fauzi.

“Ya?”

“Tak feels yes, almost a year we are married, and soon, our baby will be present in our midst, adding to the joy of this home”, and, Fauzi rubbed Afifa's stomach which was still flat but began to harden.

“ Yes,” Afifa replied briefly, a smile engraved on her lips.

Fauzi raised his hand and wrapped it around his wife's shoulder, kissed Afifa's forehead and hugged her tightly.

Afifa closed her eyes, enjoying every second of body warmth and the distinctive scent of her husband.

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