The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTERS 100. Part Special 17s (1)

KRIEEKK....

The living room door is wide open. At that time also an arrangement of balloons poking out from behind the door showing the reading welcome to back home my wife.

"Taraa. welcome back to our home dear."

I shut my mouth in surprise at what Azzam had done for me.

"Lha, but I didn't know that Nisa could come home today. Why can you do this?"

Azzam laughed amusedly. Hm, I'm guessing he definitely knows everything. Just pretend you don't know.

Azzam sat crouching in front of me, before speaking he confirmed the edge of the hijab I was wearing. "I'm sorry baby, my brother at the hospital pretended not to know. So that surprise."

"It can be." I pulled her cheek.

"Yes, we're in." Azzam continued to push the wheelchair and took me to the room downstairs that we had been in for a few days. So as not to suck up and down the floor we finally chose the lower room just yet."

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In the living room the Azzam family was gathering. Abah Hamzah, Kak Soraya with Ali and Abang Fikri who were also accompanied by Sister Sarah.

We all spoke in the family room, Azzam and Umi also sat together after preparing food and snacks that are still available at home. Fortunately, food supplies for guests are still available. They all came so suddenly that we did not have time to provide a lot of food for the Azzam family. My mom and dad are not available because they are still in Singapore.

"Azzam" called Abah with a smile. "Here, sit down near me. Don't block the same Nisa. You two are like letters and stamps, always close to you." Guyon abah at his youngest son. Which was greeted with laughter by other families. Seeing the reaction of those who laughed at us, instantly my cheeks flushed like red tomatoes.

The huft! In front of them we are laughing. My inner.

Azzam laughed awkwardly. Then look towards me. I replied by sniffing my chin. Ask Azzam to get closer to Abah.

Azzam got up and walked among the other families with a slight bow. "Yes Abah" he said.

Abah patted Azzam's shoulder, throwing a proud smile at his third son.

"How about after you've been through all this. Nice housekeeping, Zam?"

I cringed at Abah Hamzah's question. While looking at the reaction Azzam showed. Azzam smiled awkwardly.

I think Azzam realized that I was watching him. He threw a blink of an eye at me. I turned my face away as he did that. Not dislike, but fear will be the joking material of his family again.

"Let's answer, deck. Look at it he used the codes again to Nisa." Fikri started being nosy again.

Sarah pinched his thigh, making Fikri grimace and stroke the thigh that had been pinched by his future wife. "You don't do that, pity them to be ashamed, right" said Brother Sarah.

"Look at these two couples starting to follow suit. Honey, we don't jaim their rich huh. We are kalem-kalem aja. Let's not be a laughingstock." Sis Soraya took her husband tos. Brother Soraya and Abang Ali, indeed two lovebirds who try to appear compact. Right now, they were wearing T-Shirt couple together.

"Elehl... Brother can do it. That's wearing that same shirt. Rich children abege aja," continued Bang Fikri throw each other throttling each other. I just smiled watching their actions.

"God's Masya. Umi kids are all together. The proposal is not a snag. Hitherto. I didn't want to say it so no." Umi.

The man, whose hair was partially gray, sipped a warm cup of coffee and allowed him to put his glasses on before he started talking.

"The kids all listen up. This is not just for Azzam but for all of you. Including you Fikri who will be penyikan in a month" said Abah firmly.

Seeing the nature of that brother, it was seen that the character was also in Azzam. It is undeniable that Abah Hamzah some of his character declined in the youngest. Azzams.

"Many people say that getting married, building a household is the highest step in a journey of love and one's life. Right. But what must be remembered is to live it is not easy. Surely you all assume that your life will be filled with a lot of happiness by marrying someone you love. Who says happiness is guaranteed when you are married to the person you love. In fact, the test in a relationship never stops even if you are married. Precisely the test you face when you are married is usually getting heavier."

Abah swallowed his saliva, giving a moment's pause.

"The Sakinah household is not one that is free from the test. Sakinah households are able to face the test together while clinging to His Shari'a. Along the journey of marriage that knows no boundaries, during that time there will also be a test coming. There is no household without exams,” Abah said with emphasis at the end of her sentence.

"Yes abah," replied Azzam, also taken by us in this room.

"Change, Fikri would ask if the test person in marriage was present as a form of God's reprimand against past transgressions. Is that so, brother?"

Abah resuscitated his back to the head of the chair. Relaxing his sitting position.

"The truth is that happiness is in each one of us, and only God can give that happiness. So all processes from the beginning (intention and method) must always meet His guidance. What about the tests we received? We should not look only at one side but try to look at the test as a mercy from Allah. Since we all know that no man is free from sin, God prescribes that one of the ways of cleansing man's sin is by the trials he gives. If there is no test, man will find it difficult to be grateful and rarely cleansed of his sin," explained Abah staring at his children one by one.

"So, the point must be a lot of patience and a lot of gratitude in living life, Abah. Thank you Abah for his encouragement to us" Azzam said.

"Now, Fikri let's tell you what your plan was on the road." Ali made a sound while patting the shoulder of Fikri who was sitting next to him.

"Oh yeah, we had an idea on our way. In order to enliven the 75TH RI HUT. How about if we make a small race event," proposed Fikri, which was greeted with boisterous words to agree from others.

"Oh 17th race and the story?" my many.

"Yes dong, Nisa. We are calling even though the show is in the gini house," said Bang Fikri.

"What's the Bang?" this time Azzam asked.

"The competition is the plan, whispered chain, jog tiktok, cup and paper"

"That's all youth competition. Umi wants to propose dong, there is a cooking competition, "proposed Umi.

"Haa... Nisa agrees with Mi. What if the race for sandwich bread is quite easy for Nisa," I said grinning widely.

"May also tuh. But the material isn't there?" ask Brother Soraya.

"Easy to buy, in front of the complex there is a minimarket" said Azzam.

"Oke means fixs yes lombanya. For the cooking race we put in the last hour. Let's get tired of the race will be able to enjoy the results of cooking."

We all cheered. We begin to divide the task, prepare the tools of the race that is not really so complicated. For joget tiktok only need a gadget, whiskey chain only need to make a sentence consisting of a few words that will be used in the game, cup and paper using only paper and plastic cups, and, and everything is there. Now, all you need to prepare is the ingredients to make a sandwich.