SUDDENLY USTADZAH

Ideal Mom Candidate

At seven in the morning, Desta was ready to go to the police station, before leaving for the office. Last night he had a discussion with Aqeela about Vishnu and the case that surrounds him. Desta was also ready with the decision of the results of the discussion.

Aqeela's position was already upright with the bed lifted. So that she could see all her husband's activities freely.

"Bae.. be careful...." Aqeela.

"God willing, Beb. Pray for me, yeah.."

"Always..your name is always in my every prayer." Aqeela answered, immediately given a kiss on her forehead.

Aqeela hugged Desta.

"Bae, I love you."

"I love you too." Whisper Desta while sitting on the edge of the bed Aqeela.

Desta, who had been exhausted for a few days, felt so guilty about Aqeela that there was almost no time to spoil his wife.

"I'm sorry, yeah.." Whisperer Desta

"Sorry, what's Bae doing?" Aqeela asked confusedly.

"I'm sorry I've been too busy lately. Until rarely nemenin you." Desta said while playing the tip of Aqeela's hijab.

"Bae, I'm fine." Aqeela answered while stroking Desta's cheek.

Treated so, making Desta can not control the rhythm of his heart that has sounded not because of.

"Bae, look at me dong." Pinta Aqeela who realizes her husband is still busy with the tip of her hijab.

Desta raised his head. Aqeela's hand was still holding on Desta's cheek.

Withstanding the pain in her back, Aqeela advanced a bit of her back.

She gently joined her lips to Desta's. The soft touch, auto resuscitate Desta.

Unable to endure the pain Aqeela was back on her back.

The kiss flas belonging to Aqeela, made Desta realize, how much the girl was so supportive of her.

Realizing Aqeela still could not endure the pain for too long. Desta tilted his head.

He touched his lips back to Aqeela's lips. And. I already know the continuation. (Desta's French Kiss makes Aqeela clamps, haa haa ha.)

~Skip~

~lucky still morning no bully~

After Desta's death, Aqeela returns alone. Like Mommy said yesterday, don't go anywhere before breakfast and Mommg or Mommy comes.

What Aqeela did again, opened its digital Qur'an. Surat Al-Maidah's.

Aqeela.

Want breakfast has not been delivered cathering breakfast. 😀😀😀

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Pas Selese letter Al-Maidah, Mommy and mother came together.

"Have you eaten, son?" Ask Mom

"Yet. The breakfast box hasn't been delivered yet." Aqeela answered while replying to Mom and Mommy's chipikas.

"Your husband, where is Qee?" Ask Mommy.

"To the Police Station, Mi." Answer Aqeela.

Mommy sat on the couch,

"Where does it still hurt, his back?" Ask Mom.

"Still, Mom. But it's been mengingan can move a little." Aqeela.

"Well on medicine?" Ask Mom again.

"Not usually it's 8 o'clock." Answer Aqeela.

"Excuse me.... Aqeela's sister's breakfast." Shouted officer cathering.

"Make it up, Mama.." Aqeela replied with a smile.

"Yeah bribe mom.. Dear." Pinta Mother's.

Ajeela just nodded.

Mom stood up, took the breakfast box on the nightstand.

Slowly, she greeted her beloved daughter. Mom occasionally rubbed Aqeela's head.

Mommy simply looks at the interaction of mother and child with a smile.

"Mommy bole don't join?" Mommy Greetings

"Bole very Mama.. Ma'am Alesha is sitting here ..." Mother said as she showed the edge of the still-empty Aqeela bed.

Mommy obeyed Mom, sitting on the other side of the bed Aqeela.

Aqeela was still busy with her breakfast. There was no sound he made until the last mouthful.

"Mommy.. Mommy wants to come with Aqeela?" Aqeela looked at Mommy.

"To the children's care room. Yesterday Aqeela promised, go there." Aqeela.

"Mak Shakira, would you like to come?" Ask Mommy instead of looking at Mother Aqeela.

"Follow." Answer Mom, yes.

"Okay.. Mommy's coming. That's not the place you visited yesterday?" Ask Mommy.

"Yes, Mi.." Reply Aqeela stared fondly at Mommy.

After breakfast, Sister Septi entered, because it was time to replace and give medicine to Aqeela's wounds. Because Sister Anna was on the Night shift, she was replaced by Sister Septi.

"Mbak Aqeela, it will be dry. The wound won't be closed again." Sister Septi said as she smeared the ointment.

"When is that, Sus?" Ask Aqeela.

"Hopefully tomorrow will be better." Answer Sister Septi.

"It's dry. Then I've bole back home, Sus.." Aqeela said as if hoping to get home soon.

"Too to go home, that's the authority of the doctor Ma'am. I dare not speak." Katq Sister Septi. While closing Ajeela's wound.

"Later in the afternoon, the doctor will visit. He'll see the stitches progress." Sister Septi said as if giving code to Aqeela.

"Makasi ya Sus. I know you." Aqeela.

"Together, Mother."

"Well, I'm going to borrow another wheelchair. I'm going to visit the children's treatment room." Pinta Aqeela's.

"Oh. can Ma'am. Do I need to be with you?"

"Suster's not busy anymore?"

"Not so, Mother."

"Bole deh Mbak, rather than later on expelled." Ajeela laughed funnyly.

Sister Septi came out for a while, got Aqeela a wheelchair.

Mommy and Mother help Aqeela sit comfortably. Aqeela's back was given a pillow in the hope that the wound would not hurt because of her pain on the pillow.

Mommy pushing Aqeela's wheelchair. Sister Septi showed her direction.

Once in front of the room the children had already greeted Aqeela enthusiastically. Mommy and Mother are confused to give the children a gap approaching Aqeela. And slowly the two retreated.

"Udah. yuuk.. know first, this is Mommy and her Mother Kak Aqeela." Aqeela introduces Mommy and her mother in turn.

Moments later the kids' attention turns to Mommy and Mom scrambling to kiss hands.

They then returned to Aqeela.

"Sister, is his mother two?" Suddenly a child.

"Because Big Brother is kind and beautiful, so Brother in love with two mothers. If you want to have two mothers, you have to be a good son." Aqeela.

"No beauty?" Woe to the others again.

"Because if a handsome man who is a beautiful new woman." Answer Aqeela.

"To be handsome and beautiful, how is Kak?" The others join in.

"Testament worship." Answer Aqeela steady.

Make the kids astonished.

"Cock not to the salon, buy powder, buy lipstick is that? Did you say that beautiful mama must be treated to a salon?" A child is dying again.

Mommy and Mom who heard the giggles but were arrested.

"Sir, how is the child now a pinter-pinter huh? " Whisper Mommy.

"Here his mother must also be more sinter." Answer me in a whisper.

Makes Mommy laugh again.

"Aqeela can also answer." Said Mother.

"Aqeela is a dream mother." Answer Mommy auto make Mom speechless.

Back to Aqeela...

"Hmm. if it can make a pretty face but it's just his face. Try if we are diligent in praying for Muslims. The prayer must be ablution. Well our faces are splashed with ablution water. Then the beauty looks direct. No need to use powder.

Keep talking to others. If you are diligent in worship, you must speak well. It makes people love us." Aqeela explained.

Children are just beards.

"Yes, yuuk told me again..." Bring Aqeela.

"Yesse..." Shouted the children enthusiastically.

Someone shot the camera again, capturing the exciting moments of Aqeela.

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Next part yes..