The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 78. Morning Canda

Azzam was enjoying the morning air while doing a little exercise. When running out of the netra Azzam fence caught a vegetable trader who was peddling his merchandise. Mothers also seemed to gather there, storming the peddled merchandise.

Incidentally, later tonight the Thanksgiving event was held in their new home. Azzam wanted to buy a little of the ingredients he thought were necessary for the guests. Although in fact, Umi said that let their extended family alone prepare all kinds of ingredients, related to the food menu that will be served. But, it's okay. At least he adds to the stock of cooking ingredients for everyday. Coincidentally in the ice closet also some stocks have run out.

Azzam noticed some vegetables that looked fresh. The mothers around him were whispering. Azzam looked at the mothers for a while, but then his gaze was shifted back to fresh vegetables and also chose the fresh fish peddled there.

"New citizen's mom?" ask a mother.

Azzam. "Yes, Mom."

"Oh, last night there was an invitation from Mr. RT, for the Thanksgiving event to move house, it's a true event later tonight huh, Mas?"

"Yes ma'am, God willing, tonight. I did ask Mr. Damar as RT here, to invite the residents of the complex for a ceremony later tonight because I think Mr. Damar understands about the region here and also the people."

The mother who asked earlier seemed to understand.

"Mas, his name is Az... Azzam right?" ask the mother next to him.

Azzam confirmed the mother's words.

"His gas is still singgle?"

"Single what, Mom. Not that RT we said yesterday that Mr. Azzam already has a wife," said the mother with glasses still sorting vegetables.

"Oh yeah? I don't know, because Mr. Damar's time to my house is not there, ma'am," he replied.

"When married, which wife, Mas. How do you shop?"

Only Azzam was about to answer that mother was quick to cut. "Bu Fida doesn't know. This is a good and understanding husband, willing to help his wife to shop, not just take it right" said the mother named Bu Fida.

The mother nodded. "Oh, the dream husband dong yes," said Bu Fida.

"I happen to be sporting around the house to find a greengrocer here, so that's me buying some ingredients at once for the event later tonight."

Before long, mothers who had been shopping for cooking ingredients one by one went to their homes. While staying Azzam himself still buy other dishes that are about in need later.

"Eh, what did Rara buy, mbak?" greet the greengrocer to loyal customers become his subscription.

"Biasalah Mang ujang." Rara took a bunch of kale as well as some carrots and cabbage.

"Oh yes, my message yesterday already has Mang?"

Mang Ujang took out a clear plastic that was deliberately prepared.

"Beat meatballs? Here it is" Mang Ujang gave one bag of meatballs crackers Rara ordered.

"Yes, Mang. Thank you, yes" said Rara after receiving the order she ordered with Mang Ujang. "How much is this, Mang?"

"55 grand, mbak Rara."

The woman named Rara then poured twenty thousand dollars into her subscription merchant. However, just about to pull out the money from the wallet that Rara brought a rider from the side suddenly snatched Rara's wallet. Sontak Rara was shocked and spontaneously also shouted loudly.

Azzam who wanted to pay for his groceries was also shocked to see the woman next to him shouting loudly.

"Why, Mom?"

Rara stuttered while pointing towards the highway. "That's my wallet on the snatch! Help Mas!"

Netra Azzam was still able to see the rider who was meant by the woman next to him earlier. Before a while away, with all his strength Azzam berusha chased the perpetrator until out of the complex and through the streets that began to squirm with vehicles passing by.

Azzam paused for a moment, his breathing was already wheezing after the perpetrator who had disappeared among the four-wheeled riders. He was so good at distracting attention from the chase by whistling beautifully among the crowd of vehicles.

Disappointed Azzam again ran into the complex alley empty-handed, he did not manage to bring home and save the goods seized by the helmeted man.

"Sorry, Mom. I didn't manage to catch up with the culprit" he said with a still-boring breath.

"Jeez." Rara was anxious while biting the tip of her nails.

"Ouch! Again sorry, Mom. "

Finally today with a sense of disappointment, Rara had to mengikhlaskan wallet and money taken by the snatcher.

"You put it this way, Mom. How about we take a look at the CCTV installed on the street of this complex!" azzam's proposal was confirmed by Rara.

"That means we go to Mr. Damar's house, yes, because he's our RT here?"

"Yes. We'll just go to Mr. Damar's house."

Azzam tidied up the items he bought earlier and then paid for it before accompanying Rara to check the CCTV mugging case.

He certainly did not give up his valuables such as identification cards, money, ATMs and some other items stored in the wallet just disappeared. After seeing the CCTV footage of the perpetrator's face. Rara would have to take him to the nearest police station.

The two then moved on and went to Mr. Damar's house.

Once there exactly, Mr. Damar was watering the plants in front of his house.

"Good morning, Mr. Damar!"

"Lho Ra, what's up here in the morning?" asked Mr. Damar to find one of his citizens met him with a riled face. "Sir Azzam? What's the need, sir?"

"Oh this man's name is Azzam." Rara. Then his eyes were directed at the groceries covered by Azzam. "Males like her hobby are also kitchen shopping huh." Rara blinked, she should not think about and care about that what should be thought of is the fate of the wallet and its contents.

"So I finished my pickling up in front earlier. So, I want to know the face of the culprit so I can quickly report the perpetrator to the police station"

"Ropety? Agfitullah!"

Netra Pak Damar tailed towards Azzam. "Sir Azzam was the same?"

"No sir, I'm just helping this mother."

"My name is Rara" cut Rara.

"Yes, I mean, I was just helping Rara's mother to chase the perpetrator but I didn't manage to reach her because the man disappeared quickly on a motorcycle."

"Oh so, then Mr. Azzam and Mr. Rara come with me, if the check of the CCTV footage hopefully the face of the perpetrator is recorded."

Finally in accordance with the instructions of Mr. Damar, they were both allowed to enter and check the results of CCTV footage that was deliberately installed on this elite residential street.

***

"Where's the bang from? Nisa Cariin from earlier did not meet"

Azzam put the new groceries in his purchase earlier.

"She is healthy?"

"It's been quiet" I said, sitting nearby.

"Bag shopping?"

"What do you think, baby?" Colek Azzam to my cheeks.

"Astagfirullah early in the morning have been playing makeup!" I said chuckle.

Azzam shuffled up from his seat and brought into the kitchen a crackle bag filled with fish and vegetables. "So our neighbor's complex was snatched" Azzam said as he took out one by one the vegetables.

I approached. "Ropety? How's story?"

Azzam sniffed his shoulders. "Suddenly there are bikers who pass by and immediately snatch the wallet owned by Bu Rara when he wants to pay for groceries."

"Rara?"

Azzam. "Yes Rara if not wrongly named. Why does Nisa know?"

"Mbak Rara is Ridho's wife, that shitty guy, bang!"

"Astagfirullah.." istigfar Azzam.

I stared confused. "Which why? Ridho's also making trouble with brother?"

"No." Azzam nodded slowly.

"Trus?"

"Last night he came here" he said.

"Did he come here all night?"

Azzam reached into his pants pocket and took out a brown wallet. "Here, she hands over the ID, Nisa."

I scratched my forehead, then looked at Azzam. "Bang, it's not Nisa who wants to invite Nisa to come with her to change her stuff that she says I have to be responsible but she's trying to make me."

"Yes it's okay," replied Azzam flatly.

"Abang, if you're angry that Nisa's out with her Nisa's sorry."

"Yes, but Nisa don't trust people too much, especially if there are people who invite Nisa to go somewhere, let alone us new people here. We don't understand the character, the character of the people here. It's not that we're suspicious we just need to be vigilant."

"Yes, bang. Nisa, joined Ridho yesterday because Nisa knows Mbak Rara and seems to be Rara, a good woman. Eating Nisa believes Ridho will not do anything, he just wants Nisa to change her phone."

"Thank God then." Azzam continued to wash the vegetables before being put in the freezer.

"What's wrong today?"

"No, brother permission today for our show."

Azzam washes vegetables. I made a toast for breakfast for a stomach booster this morning.

"Oh yeah, Umi last night called she said this morning would come, want to help cook for the event later tonight."

"What time is umi about?"

"God at the latest at 9."

Azzam had finished the washing activity earlier, he then passed away leaving the kitchen to sit in front of the television. From the direction of the kitchen, I heard the sound of lectures broadcast on television. Indeed, it was his routine while eating breakfast or sometimes while waiting for dawn leaving Azzam playing television channels that broadcast spiritual water, or Islamic events such as lectures or proselytizing.

"Here, breakfast bread first." I brought him some bread and some milk.

"Thank you, baby. Here we eat together." Azzam hugged my waist tightly, forcing me to sit nearby.

"Oh, yes!" I pinched his cheek.

Azzam laughed after I did that to him.

"Oh, how's the money? Is it over yet, baby?"

"Where to end. The one who buys the necessities of most brothers all. There is still money, baby."

"Yes, it's okay to be saved. Or if Nisa wants to use alms part of it doesn't matter."

"Dragon!"

Azzam only sneered because he was chewing the bread that had just entered his mouth

"Can you ask me something?"

"May please"

"How come I never asked Nisa to do something like that. Or ask Nisa what is it? Most of the brothers who do it like washing dishes, cooking, nyapu, sometimes Nisa just want to shop eh tau tau brother already shopping first like this"

Azzam smiled and grabbed my nose.

"Look dear, brother may still be carried away in the habit of college first, because brother is accustomed to living independently and doing it himself and that brother persekuni for more than two years there. But as long as you still have time and can do that, you do it. Brother doesn't want to trouble Nisa"

"But Nisa wants to get a reward like my brother ever taught when Nisa school first."

"Dear, brother understands. I know Nisa is also tired of taking care of the house, sweeping, mopping, mengertika clothes, cleaning the house. Although it was light it was also exhausting, brother knew. If suppose you ask Nisa to do this or do this and that, brother does not want because Nisa is cepe and tired finally Nisa grumbled and did it by force. In the end what? Not the reward that Nisa received from serving her husband but even sin, because it was not sincere."

I was really moved to hear Azzam's reply.

"Honestly yes money last month that brother love is still half. Every month my brother gave a living to Nisa but as Nisa said earlier most brothers who nyerobot first to buy staple. So, if so let my brother hold it all. Nisa just watch. Or you don't have to give me shopping money."

Azzam laughed softly at my words just now. "Honey, meeting Nisa's needs is your duty. About the money, it's Nisa's right. As well as my brother said it was up to Nisa to use it for what. For shopping for clothes, food, makeup, alms is the right of Nisa. All that brother has is Nisa's right, while Nisa's and Nisa's from work for example, it's Nisa's right completely, brother can't interfere."

Again I was flattered.

"Oh Allah Bang Nisa did not think that you could think that way for Nisa" I said.

"Bang is also still learning a lot. Learn how to be a good husband, imitate what the Prophet exemplifies even though we cannot do fully as the Prophet once did but we can learn by imitating him."

"Yes. Nisa can ask again?"

"What?"

"What the hell is Nisa's husband's heart made of? How can you be so patient with Nisa all this time?"

"Hmm, made from butter-fed flour dough and folded sweet chocolate."

I folded my hands and put my lips together. "So serious!"

"This queen was created to save the love of the angel from heaven."

"Wleekk lebay"

"No more baby, don't be mad"

"Nisa's brother could be angry anyway. Brother is too adorable to be scolded. Nisa so want to love real but it feels late," I chanted to tease Azzam.

We both laughed at the same time, the lizards on the wall who had originally come to see the two of us early in the morning were filled with happy laughter.

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when the mood-tan is combined with busyness and laziness, as a result lazy up 😅😪 forgive the author, readers😅😂...