The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 85. Request

Enjoying the interlude time to relax, I read Azzam's books neatly lined up on the shelves of brown glass cabinets.

The sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside. When I opened the door, my mother appeared in front of me.

"What is Nisa? From earlier umi knocked on the door, no fuss."

"Not listening to Umi. Why?"

"Here, there's flowers for you." She handed me a bouquet of pink flowers.

"Flower, Umi?" I asked while taking the flowers.

"Yes, your mother said there was a shipment, and this she said from Azzam. I also do not know, because at that time your mother received it," explained Umi briefly. After that, Umi returned to the back after giving the flower.

I closed my door again with a smile that was endlessly shining, looking at the flower arrangement Azzam sent.

"Basic, like ABG just send flowers all over." My smile, smelling the fragrance of roses given by Azzam.

A small pink note tucked in between the red rose stems earlier.

"I Love You Dhanisa."

My heart was flowery reading Azzam's writing. I just feel a little strange because Azzam rarely mentions my name with the name Dhanisa. She always calls me Nisa. The name Dhanisa, usually only used when I made a mistake and he was angry with me.

"Hm, tumben ya brother called my name with Dhanisa. Usually also Nisa," I said.

Not wanting to think strangely, I put the red rose bouquet in the vase in our room. Then, back in the rattan chair facing the balcony, continued my reading again.

After a few minutes of sitting up, I suddenly remembered something. I quickly grabbed my phone.

"Astagfirullah, how I almost forgot Azzam's birthday" I said in shock. "Tomorrow on Sunday on his birthday."

I think back to the times when I couldn't accept it being a part of my life but when it was my birthday, it was still the best and super romantic. It impressed me, Azzam gave me a pendant necklace.

I smiled, while touching the necklace pendant given by Azzam which until now I still wear and attached beautifully to my neck.

***

"Galange, thank you yes your advice I just carried out. And I hope my plan works." Ridho again swiped the latecoffie drink in front of him.

"OK bro," he said as he struggled. Galang seemed to start staggering after drinking alcoholic beverages. It's been 12 p.m.the two boys have been hanging out for three hours at this bar. "By the way, which advice do you follow, Dho?"

"I sent flowers and love letters to her, Lang."

The grin is smiling obliquely. "Ha... Goody. I like the way you're Ridho." The evil one. "Now, let's drink this!" Galang gave a mini glass of drink that he also drank earlier.

Ridho shook his head, a sign he rejected Galang's invitation. "No, Lang. You know, I've been bloated with this drink" Elak Ridho. Although he understood his own character, but Ridho was a little reluctant to touch such a drink.

"Ah, suck. Cemen men!" galang Ejak.

"Ridho, I'll tell you... You have to succeed in getting that girl, I think I managed to get Kalila from her boyfriend."

Ridho heaved a heavy sigh. "Galun, what you're different about. Kalila with Juno is still dating. Well, me? I should call a woman who's got a husband, coy.. HUSBAND," press Ridho. "But, I swear I'm really upset with Dhanisa's husband. So sad! Like he never made a mistake and sin," furious Ridho, save the impression of dislike for Dhanisa's husband.

"Haha... Yes, you must teach a lesson!"

"Sure on!" Ridho clenched his hand.

"Crus, Dho. What about your wife, if one day you manage to get the wife of the Azzam?"

"Si Rara's. Meanin?"

"Yes, I'm staying." Tegelak Ridho evil. "I'm tired of him. I mess up, Lang did not follow the advice of bokap and nyokap so as not to marry tuh gals. And now my parents ask me to marry another woman, who can give them offspring, Lang."

"Are you sure you'll stay with Rara? You don't love to die with him, do you? The proof is that your parents did not approve of your relationship and marriage. You and Rara remain reckless and want to marry Rara."

Ridho patted the table hard. "Ah, forget it, Galang. I don't know what's going on with me."

"OK bro. Whatever your decision, I support it. And if you need any help then you can ask me for help."

"Thankyou make the offer. But I'll try in my own way, Galang."

Galang nodded in understanding. He continued to drink a drink that was almost finished. The night was late, racing with bar music that was as hard as ever. Evening women also accompany men who are sitting relaxing with loud music.

***

I have changed my sleeping position many times. From left side then right side. Until many times, neither did I find a comfortable position to sleep and sleep tonight.

Azzam was sleeping next door. I shook his body so he would wake up. But Azzam only replied with a vague murmur. I tried to wake him up again.

"Bang, Brother!" call me while shaking his body.

"Hmm.". "the murmur then moaned. Instead of waking up he put and dropped his hand on the shrinkage, wrapping it tightly.

"Dear wake!"

Azzam seemed to be struggling to open his eyes, he blinked many times.

"Why?"

"Lapers"

Azzam raised his head slightly, for the sake of seeing my face clearly. "Huh? Didn't we eat together downstairs?"

I was washing my lips. "She was just suddenly a laper."

Azzam dropped his head back on the pillow.

"Darling! I'm sleeping again!" I'm hissing. Then pinch his arm in agitation.

"Oh my God, my goodness!" Azzam jumped in shock.

"Sina?" call Azzam, this time he has been able to open his eyes wide thanks to my pinch earlier.

"Come on!" I tugged at his arm.

"Is this really Nisa hungry?" Azzam glanced at the clock.

"I-yes, it's right."

"But it's midnight, is there still a stall open?"

"No idea."

"What would you eat?"

"Will it be like ice cream?"

Azzam glared at his eyes. "Lha, if sour fish is spicy okay brother may. But ice cream, Nisa!"

I'm shaking. "It's that, baby!" I said berman.

"Darling, the ice cream is tomorrow. It's not good to eat ice cream, baby?" persuade Azzam. "If tomorrow eat any ice as much as you buy origin not tonight. Not good."

I pursed my lips. "Yes, yeah!"

Azzam smiled, rubbing my head. I could feel a sense of relief from the warm sigh.

"If so, buy spicy sour fish."

Actually not without reason where he also had to find the menu this evening. The shop must have closed too. But, he tried to find out through the application between food messages who knows there are still willing this evening to buy and deliver orders. Otherwise he had to intervene cooking midnight in the kitchen.

Azzam got out of bed, then slightly confirmed the holster he was wearing.

"Where are you going?"

"Find food"

"Message why?"

"Yes, I've tried just no dear. So, you're making it okay?"

"In the kitchen?"

"Yes time in the living room."

I'm hissing. "Huh, could you!"

Azzam laughed softly. "Yes, I've been waiting here."

***

Rara accidentally fell asleep on the long sofa chair, her body lying there. Waiting for Ridho who has not yet returned home. The food on the table is still open and untouched. Rara only wanted to eat when Ridho had come home. She wanted to eat with her husband.

KRIEK...

The door sounds open.

Unknowingly Rara the door of the living room opened. Ridho is coming. He did bring their home backup key. His eyes now glanced at the woman who had been faithfully accompanying him for 4 years. He's still asleep.

Ridho tried to get closer and sat down near his wife's body. Rara's face that showed a tired look.

Rara blinked when there was something that made her face feel amused.

"Mas, are you home?" Rara woke up immediately.

"Why are you sleeping here? Why not in the room?"

Rara smiled. "I'm waiting for you."

Not saying another word, Ridho walked up the stairs to the room. Rara tailed behind.

Ridho went into the toilet for a while and returned to the room to sleep, the night was very thick and late. It's time for people to rest and sleep at night.

In the bed Rara squeezed her stomach. Ridho who was just about to lay down his body realized what Rara was doing.

"What's wrong with you, Ra?"

Rara quickly put away her hand, and tried to act casual. "No, my mother."

"Not lie. Your face is pale?"

"It's usual Mas, I might just get an ulcer."

"Maag?" ask Ridho. "You don't eat? Until your heartburn recurs again?"

Rara shakes. "I'm waiting for you" said Rara honestly.

Ridho tries not to care, the other side he feels sorry for, no matter how legitimate his wife is. A wife who deserves the love of her own husband.

"They can eat by themselves. Without waiting for me."

Rara was silent and lowered.

Ridho moved back up and pulled Rara's arm.

"Mas, where are you going?"

"Say you haven't eaten yet, let's eat"

Rara complied and followed Ridho down the stairs to the dining table that had been served delicious food made by his wife.

It turns out that Rara has cooked good cuisine, and on average it is Ridho's favorite cuisine.

"You cooked all my favorite meals, Ra?"

"Yes, Mas" said Rara.

The dining table chair on the right pulled one. I told Rara to sit down.

"Now come on, you eat." Ridho took out a plate and spooned the rice for Rara.

"Here, come on eat," Pinta Ridho.

Rara stared at the rice plate that was already filled in front of her.

"Why was it seen? Let's eat?"

"Mas, don't eat either?"

"No. I'm full."

Rara put away the rice plate. "Lho, why?"

"I'm Masu Mas also eat. Let's eat together."

Ridho looked at his wife. He realized his wife was sick of heartburn because she waited for him who never came home. The man felt guilty.

"Yes, I eat. But you eat too."

A smile was etched again on his face. Rara started to bribe the food Ridho had taken for her earlier.

"Next time you don't have to wait for me to come home first. Are you the one who hurt?"

Rara chews softly hearing Ridho's words. He did not answer and remained silent. In her true heart, Rara was happy because Ridho was still caring about her. Even though he realized it wasn't like before.

"After this you must take medicine so as not to severe the ulcer."

Both continue to enjoy their dinner both of which have actually been missed.