The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 21

In the morning, the rising sun was swiftly entering the ventilation window of their room. Sayup-sayup heard birds chirping that sounded. It was morning, Anin made her bed and saw her phone last night, she kept it on the nightstand. She is now next to her husband's phone.

Did her husband see her sosmed?

Jesus, forgot. Anin forgot to give me the passcode, but how is this?

Anin bit her finger, fretting about the current situation.

Confused? Obviously, he was already this scared.

“Oke, don't get mad!”

Anin opened the curtains, and the sunlight was clearly rising, blinding her eyes and Aksa opened her eyes.

“Bun first mas ..” yes, Aksa sleeps again after performing the morning prayer, and this cold makes him go back to sleep.

And Anin? He also went to sleep, because Aksa invited him without any rejection.

“Mandi yes, mas.” Anin cleaned her bed, and Aksa got out of bed.

Anin was pensive, and Anin was staring at the window.

“My feelings are not good.” muttered Anin.

A few minutes later, Aksa ended his bathing routine and looked at his wife. He paused first, Aksa pursed his lips.

“Why daydream?” sentak Aksa, Anin looked.

Jesus, she forgot to get her husband's shirt ready and Anin went to the dressing room.

“Sorry, mas .. forgot I wanted to take his shirt,”

“Hm,” with a short nod.

Anin wants to shake his head, because most daydream so this way.

“I'm going to the kitchen first, mas.” His pamphlet and Aksa just nodded.

He walked out, pulled the door knob and closed it again.

“Aduh, how ya?” restless Anin, fear enveloped her.

She had to go with her husband this time to the office, but it was impossible. If there is a sudden meeting and he does not know it. It was a meeting to discuss his wife's problems. And have to laugh at the office anyway.

“Gosh, I forgot that today there is a promise with people.” he said by complaining, because he stumbled on the table there.

“WHO the hell put the table here?” hiss Anin.

Clearly, here he nudged his leg.

Anin stopped her steps for a moment.

“Hm, how is it?” he murmured, it's free it'll be like this. Surely her husband better understand where the fault lies.

Turn around, and he walks into the kitchen. Seeing that there are ministries, as well as aunts are at work. Can he help? Free, he's not a hypocrite. Just find out where the innocence is, and behind enath how?

“Bi, no noodles?”

“No non, no bihun noodles. No, it's called instant noodles.” Anin stared dislike, why the hell he wanted instant noodles that were practical and not complicated very.

“Aunt no instant noodles?”

“Ngak non, we are here forbidden to buy instant look-alike. If you want, yes city do what it is and without noodles it's new delicious, non.”

Silence, Anin stared at the food that had been arranged neatly. He really wants to eat instant noodles, especially early in the morning which is still cold. And it could be said to want to be spicy anyway, but her husband was concerned about the level of spiciness that Anin used. Make a shake of his head anyway.

“Bi, this why no tempe?”

He stared at the fish patched, vegetable stir-fry, and side dishes.

“Anu non, it was the temple yesterday out.”

“Kan there is a practical bi, in the supermarket there is kok.” elak Anin, Anin if there is no tempe or tofu as a side food meningan he eats outside. Rather than eating here, none of the food seemed bland to his tongue.

Aunty did not answer, instead dragged Anin that way.

“Ahh, as hard as it is. I want to buy it to warteg, let's get a bonus.” Anin was just about to step up from the door, Aksa was on the lower end of the stairs. He called her quickly, so she had to turn around.

“What?” by looking at Aksa who was still busy putting her watch in hand.

“Where are you?”

“Hanger.” its mouthpiece, and Aksa frowning.

Looking at his wife, he obviously wanted to go out and was asked that.

“Not all of you bring the rope.” kekeh her husband, Anin smiled thinly.

“Udah, I want to go out to warteg.” pampitnya.

Aksa pulled Anin's hand, “why? This ‘kan already much!”

“No taste,” ketusnya.

What the hell does her husband want to say?

She felt doubtful, nervous, because her husband could make her breath stop suddenly.

“There is a strange ‘kah?” ask her husband well.

“Ngak. I'm going to warteg,”

Aksa gave a small nod, and he led his wife to sit on a chair.

“What's up? Food is not good, if not spent and kasian dong aunty who is tired of cooking. You do not appreciate this cooked food,” chirped Aksa.

Anin swallowed her saliva deeply, she looked back at her husband.

But, if there was no side dish it was sure Anin would have no appetite and make it, would not have eaten a small piece of it.

“Tempe equals know no.”

“Oah, why didn't you say. You, bi no know ‘kan yesterday?”

“Yes, yes Allah non. Kok did not say, if the tempe is exhausted. But, yesterday aunt sepet bring in instead yeah, you know. Yes already, non wait a minute.” Aunty said with a step into the kitchen, and Aksa lifted his wife's chin, kissing her lips gently.

“If angry, don't gini yes!” Anin threw out her face.

Shameful, wanted her to appear on her husband's face when he stole her lips. Although doing gently, but he even became a gini pacemaker gymnastics.

“Iya,”

Aksa sat beside Anin, and Anin was amazed when her husband was wearing a blazer coated in his work coat.

“Eum, mass ... What time will you be home?”

“Why?” it's not usually Anin asks this. Anin smiled, she confirmed the position of her veil and looked at her husband.

“This will be an event at the bude house later tonight, tahlilan event for mom.”

“Loh, really sudden. Why not from yesterday,”

Anin wrinkled her forehead, she was surprised when there was a plate beside her with smoke billowing. Still hot, Anin looked back at her husband.

“Excuse me sir, miss.”

“Iya, please go!” answer Anin.

“Well do you want to meet?” Aksa sighed softly, if his family could not do anything, his father always threatened him wherever it was or whenever you have to make time for your family. So, you put that time to your family.

Aksa absorbs a moment of his father's talk that it is.

“OK, no. Later I tell forward aja,” there is a sigh of relief from the very nose of the wife.

Anin took rice for her husband and herself.

“So here, enough?”

“Udah, thanks.” Aksa with a thin and flat smile.

It's not polite! Anin said so, he answered lazily.

“Iya, can I go to your office? Later in the day,” he hesitated initially to run the next mission.

“Bby, wherever you want. I may, and the office door is always open for you,” Aksa vertical water that is in the glass to the toilet.

“I go first, don't go anywhere! Should his main permission,” Anin nodded and greeted her husband who hung hands on her.

Aksa kissed his wife's forehead, “Assalamu’alaikum.” By walking out and Anin smiled a little and answered him, he was happy to be able to freely like this.

The plate that was used earlier, he finished. As well as the side dishes on the dining table, he kept them back. Aunt also helped him, he is believed to keep the lady in the house line nothing happened and a lot of CCTV runs in this house. It must be the bodyguard Aksa trusted.

“Ouh ya bi, can you later help Anin to the market?”

“By non happy,” reply him with warm smile. This aunt can I make a girlfriend if this continues, from earlier squirming Anin mulu. Isn't that bored?

Jeez, Anin wants to get the job done this time. He had to go to the market, shop and ask the price of daily necessities.

“Bi, I want to take a shower first. Aunt get ready.”

“Good non, moon maap want permission non.” Surprise with retreat.

“OK, what do I want? Kok ngebleng gini, ngelag mana.” a small swearing came out of his mouth and Anin realized.

“Diem napa!” jerit Anin, wrong himself and justify by himself.

Strange, indeed.

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