The Crack of a Glass

Bonchap 7's

After spending several hours in Yoga's apartment, Azzura and Genta say goodbye.

"Yoga, we say yes" Zu said with a smile.

"Alright .. but let me take you to the hotel," Yoga bargained. "I'll change clothes first.

"May deh, mumpung free," timpal Genta then chuckled.

After waiting for a few minutes, they left the Yoga apartment unit.

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Upon arrival at the hotel, Azzura and Genta also thank Yoga.

"Yoga, if there is time to play around to the city of M. What we really hope for is that, when you go to M city, you all deliver the invitation," said Genta.

"God, Bang, doain only yes" whispered yoga with a smile. He then crouched down and stroked Fattah Faatih's head alternately and hugged the two boys at once. "Uncle pamit ya."

"Yes, Uncle," answered the two with the typical speech style of a child their age.

It was hard to leave them. Yoga stood up again and hugged Genta and asked for his permission to embrace Azzura.

"Don't I hug Azzura for a second?" whispered.

"Alright .." reply Genta agreed.

Without a second thought, Yoga slowly clenched Azzura's body while whispering, "Zu. I don't want to choose wrong."

Azzura commented a smile while stroking her sturdy back.

"Yoga, whoever your girl is if you don't want to choose the wrong one, pray Istikharah. You will get directions through the prayer. I always pray for you and support you" whispered Zu and took off the Yoga embrace.

"Thank you, Zu, Bang" said Yoga. "I'm saying yes."

Genta and Azzura just nodded then smiled. After making sure Yoga left them, Azzura and Genta went inside the hotel.

A moment after being inside his room, Azzura immediately laid his body on the bed.

"Mothers ... napa?" ask Faatih.

"The head of the mother is dizzy, dear," Zu replied with a smile as he stroked her cheek.

The clapper came up to him and sat down on the side of the bed.

"Darling, you've been complaining about your head hurting this week. Look at your face as well as pale. Are you all right?" tanya Genta at the same time worried about his wife while holding her fingers.

"I'm fine, Mas" he said softly.

"Yes, rest up. Fattah Faatih let Mas take care of it," said Genta and then took his two sons to follow him to the bathroom.

A few hours passed before the magrib, Azzura was still asleep. Feeling that his wife was not okay, Genta came back to him and sat by his side.

"Honey, let's get up, this is magrib time. You better take a shower first" whispered Genta as she stroked the wife's face.

"Yes, Mas" said Zu shortly after opening his eyes. "Where is Fatah Mas?"

Genta pointed his index finger towards the sofa. The two sons were lying on the sofa while mucking.

"I'm sorry, it's been a hassle, Mas" regretted Zu.

"It's okay, honey," whispered Genta.

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"Soft-pitched speech as he held Azzura back ringing in his ears.

"Zu, did you receive the Genta bang, after you had performed the Istikharah prayer? Looks like your words have a point. Now you guys really look so happy."

"God willing ..I will try it," he murmured.

In a different place precisely in the residence of Clarissa, the girl seemed still preoccupied with her work.

A few minutes later, he finally closed his laptop and then laid down his body.

His mind is back to the figure of Yoga. The man he thought was like a wingless angel.

"He's a good guy. His attitude and his speech always made me admire his figure. What else he looks like is a humorous man. I feel like being with her my days feel more alive" muttered Rissa with a faint smile.

After being satisfied thinking about Yoga, he finally got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

After he finished cleaning himself and put on clothes, he immediately went down to the first floor.

"Mom, Dad," said Rissa and joined the living room.

"Darling, how was your day on campus this afternoon?" ask daddy.

"Everything's going well, Dad. It's just that I'm a little upset," Rissa replied as she massaged her forehead.

"Why?" it was my turn to ask.

"The task I gave you is still a lot of mistakes. I don't know those kids. Cake is not a college intention. I'll have them revise it" grumbled Rissa.

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Ba'da isya ...

After dinner, Azzura took her two sons to bed.

"Darling, you guys are booby. You see tomorrow morning we will accompany father to visit one of the areas here," said Zu.

Submissively, Fattah Faatih simply complied and then lay down beside the mother. Just like Devan when he was the same age as his sister, Azzura sang a sholawat song to put the two to sleep.

It didn't take long, the two sons finally fell asleep. After that, Azzura chose to go to the balcony of the hotel room where her husband was standing there.

"Mas" she whispered, wrapping her hands together into her husband's belly, and then dipping her husband's naked back.

Genta smiled and held his wife's hands together. "Is Fattah Faatih asleep?"

"Hm ..."

"What's wrong?" genta asked again and turned his body face to face with Azzura.

"My head is still dizzy, Mas," I'm Zu.

For a moment Genta shook his eyes fixedly and buried his wife's head in his chest. Genta again felt suspicious that his wife might be two-bodied.

Just think of it the heart of a Genta was so excited. He re-imagined that he would have a baby again.

"Hopefully my guess is correct. If my expectations match expectations ... MasayAllah ... Alhamdulillah .. after two years of waiting for my wife to get pregnant again," inner Genta with a thin smile felt happy.

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