The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 247. Pout continues

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Names for the twins have been given, namely Zayn and Zahwa. Everyone was happy with the name Satria and Amayra gave to the twins. But still there are some of them who still call Zahwa and Zayn handsome and beautiful.

Three weeks later, after Amayra's condition had recovered, also after the honeymoon of Anna and Ken, the Calabrian family gave thanks as well as aqiqah for the twins. Anna and Ken also stayed at the Calabrian family home for a while until the ceremony was over, before Ken took his wife to his extended family home, the Anggara family.

That morning before Zahwa and Zayn's thanksgiving, there was a commotion as usual in Satria and Amayra's room. The sound of baby crying was heard in the room.

Ow..owekkk...

"May, this is Zayn pup!" Satria said while sniffing the smell on the body of baby Zayn who was lying on the bed.

"Sorry baby, can you replace it first? I changed Zahwa's diaper, and then he was gone." Amayra is busy cleaning up the body of Zahwa, her beautiful baby daughter. He still continued to cry, in contrast to the calm Zayn even though he was pup he did not cry and only hinted with his hands.

"Dear I-yes" said Satria as she opened baby Zayn's pants and diapers. He saw there was dirt in Zayn's diaper and pants. Although somewhat amused at the dirt because it is not used to it completely, Satria happily tries to be a good father to her son. "Zayn, sholeh his papa.it's so good you're not fussy son." Satria praised her son, then baby Zayn smiled sweetly as if he understood his father's words.

Owaa....

While the sister was still crying when she was diapered by her mother and Zahwa did not want to stay still, continued to move to and fro. Even after Satria finished changing her brother's diaper.

"May, look at this...Zayn smiled." Satria holds Zayn, she wants to show Amayra that Zayn is smiling.

Amayra was still busy with Zahwa who was moving around, like he did not want to wear his pants. "Dear, baby, I'm still changing Zahwa's pants."

Psshhh....

"May's Astagfire!" Satria was surprised when she saw Amayra about to put pants on Zahwa, the tiny baby peed into her shirt and stomach.

"Haha...Zahwa, you've always been like this, son.giliran want to wear new pants, surely you peed mama first. If you don't peesisin mama, you must have peed Aunt Diana or Oma Nilam." Amayra laughed at her son's anxious behavior, not angry at all.

While Satria reprimanded her son with polite and gentle speech. "Ouch... My dear Zahwa, you don't dong that same mama with Aunt Diana and Oma. I don't know why our daughter is unique?"

"You're right Mas, Zayn is calm while our daughter is beautiful Zahwa."

"Yes, she seems to be more mischievous than her brother." Satria chirps while staring at Zahwa who is still being changed by Amayra.

"Mas, don't ever tell me our son is naughty. Our children are children who are Sholeh and Sholehah, speech can be prayer mas. No matter how small we may not underestimate speech, that God may hear our fine prayers. I forgot the letter of Al Isra which reads like this....

وَقُل لِّعِبَادِي يَقُولُوا الَّتِي هِيَ أَحْسَنُ ۚ إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ يَنزَغُ بَيْنَهُمْ ۚ إِنَّ الشَّيْطَانَ كَانَ لِلْإِنسَانِ عَدُوًّا مُّبِينًا

“And say to My hamhas: Let them speak better words (rightly). Verily, the devil caused strife among them. Verily the devil is a real enemy to man.”

If you repeatedly say those words, you will be able to manifest them in reality. The words you say will have a big impact on your future. When you say a word, it is as if you are making your own dreams in the future.

"So, I can't say our kids are bad! Can't do it!" Amayra shook her head while reminding Amayra.

Satria suddenly kissed his wife's cheek gently. "Yes dear, yes Bu guyuu.." Satria's lips pursed.

"Who is the same? Can't kiss time, either?" Satria smiled, he was still spoiled for his wife even though he already had 2 children.

"Mas, our kids are looking at it.."

"Biarin dong, let them know that his parents get along well and they imitate the harmony of his parents." Satria looked at his wife full of love.

Mayra is still beautiful even though she has given birth to 3 children, Masha Allah my wife.

After dressing the twins with the help of Satria. Amayra brought the twins with baby wheels to the front of the house for sunbathing. While Satria is getting ready for service to the hospital as usual.

"Satria, what time do you come home? Don't forget the show after Ashar." Nilam asked Satria while reminding her of Zayn and Zahwa's Thanksgiving.

"God willing, Satria came home at half-time 3, I finished the operation and went straight home" Satria told Nilam and his wife who were still there.

"Okay, his son ustad Arifin will lead the show."

Satria was astonished to hear it, the son of Arifin which means Iqbal. The man who once liked his wife in High School.

Why is Satria looking at me like that?. Amayra thought deeply, she was confused as to why Satria was looking at her so sharply.

"It's not like Iqbal's brother is in Egypt, is it?" amayra asked Nilam, from the news he knew about Iqbal. He was educated in Cairo, Egypt.

Why did Amayra ask about the man? Is he curious about how?. Satria pouting.

"Oh so his name is Iqbal, looks like you're familiar with him huh. He said Arifin's son had finished his education quickly, he had graduated. The man is very intelligent, his religious knowledge is also thick." Nilam explains Iqbal to Amayra.

"She's our High School friend Oma, she used to love Aunt Amayra anyway." Anna suddenly comes and heats Satria.

"Anna, you you are very ignorant anyway.see also the face of Satria so frown." whispered Ken to his wife.

"Hihihi, Ken you don't know how excited it is if Satria is jealous again," Anna enjoys the sullen look on Satria's face.

Amayra did not realize that her husband was so jealous. "May, I'm leaving first." said Satria Ketus.

"Yes, it's too late."

Satria kissed Zahwa and Zayn's forehead affectionately. "Unfortunately papa, papa left first huh. Pray for a good job, son." Satria smiled broadly as she looked at her two hearts.

While he was pouting when he saw Amayra. Even farewell like a lazy person, there is no sweet kiss for Amayra of Satria.

"Mas Satria why the hell?" Amayra muttered confusedly seeing her husband pouting constantly.

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