The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 3

Early in the morning Aksa had to leave, without waking his wife. Though he needs his wife jiga, but because Anin still has business with his dream so he did not have the heart to wake Anin.

Anin rubbed her eyes, and got up from her bed. Staring at the clock on the nightstand, making him perfectly round his eyes.

With today, it's Monday and he has to leave in the morning. Not to be late, Anin hastily entered the bathroom, until he sucked the bathroom door.

The pain was so painful, he quickly took a bath and let his forehead redden purplish.

After finishing the bath, he changed his clothes and just take it. He thought that it was too late must be messed up. I don't know when he gets to the office, he doesn't bring anything. Sometimes Anin is scolded by Aksa's other secretaries.

“Yes Allah, I can forget... Ah, where the neck still hurts again continue this plus the door shock again.” He muttered while wearing thin make-up and a veil.

“Now stay departing,”

Anin opened the door and slightly ran down the stairs.

Anin seersimpet his legs and ‘gedubrak', he fell. His feet could not be broken anymore. Anin complaining, pain. It was obvious why today he had been unlucky and the waiter who was there helped him.

“Yes Allah is very sick.”

“Bring to the hospital aja sir, this is severe again ouch... Ma'am, I can think of it anyway.” The waiter was confused, felt today they were like a burden added.

The waiter helped her to walk to the car, and no one would carry her.

Fates.

“Allah mending my anterin to the office only! I want to work,” Anin said. Make the guards look at each other, and his employer this body is not good or how.

I knew he had sprained his leg, and had to be taken to a masseuse. They do not want to suffer the consequences if anything happens. Before it is too late, it must be treated first.

“Sorry Mom, we refuse. But, if you want to go to the office, please! We do not want responsibility when there is nothing.” The driver answered for the right reason.

And one of the bodyguards glared at the driver.

“We are the ones who accept the consequences, I don't think there are... We are here working and we need money, not to be treated that way. I should have thought of dong,” Anin was surprised by the words of one of the bodyguards this time.

So daring.

“OK, yes already... I use a taxi instead of you guys do not want nganterin.” Said Anin, he also walked with limping, his legs hurt very much. Never mind, he just went back to his mother's house. Calming himself there, his phone he put in the car. So that no one knows where he is.

His heartache was said that way.

“Taxi, Sir.” He stopped a taxi in front of the gate.

The taxi stopped and opened the car door from the inside. Anin came in, he gulped. His heart is so sensitive it feels, maybe he came by the moon. Seems like yes, because we're expecting this date.

“Pak, stop by the supermarket ahead yes..”.

“Good mbak, this is mbak's knife..” The taxi driver offered the tissue box inside his cab, and Anin smiled.

But, it was presumptuous to wonder then the taxi driver was undo the intention to ask his passengers.

Arriving in front of the supermarket, “Wait a minute, sir! I didn't take long.” Said Anin who opened the door, and she stepped into the supermarket. Looking for what he bought as he needed, for he brought nothing from Aksa's house.

After finishing shopping, Anin paid to the cashier and the cashier wrapped his groceries. Anin walked back, to the place where the cab was parked.

“Mari Sir! Just walk,” The driver nodded and carried out his taxi according to the road indicated by Anin. Anin just stared at the streets so densely packed, Anin cried in silence. Only the taxi driver who became a silent witness there, he looked at his passengers with compassion.

Arriving in front of his mother Anin's house, he did not want to go to Bude's house or his Pakde later feared he was suspected if he fought or how. And Pakde could have spoken over the phone, communicating to Aksa if Anin was at his house. Anin paid for the taxi, and went into her mother's yard.

He stared at the old house, although every day it was cleaned by his Buddhist man. That is the neighbor next to this house, Anin also walked to his neighbor's house. Asking for the house keys, he deliberately used to chat to treat his longing.

“Iya ma'am, thanks ya have taken care of Anin.” house Anin said softly and the mother smiled, handing over the house keys. “Oh yes, mom make tea first yes..”

“No need ma'am, I'm just looking at this... How is this one not,” Mother is confused and just nod. Anin said goodbye to the mothers and stepped into the yard of his house again.

“Hah, mom... Kangen same mother,” Anin open the door.

 

“Still maintained, thanks ya bude..” Anin let go of her longing, and carrying the plastic containing her groceries, she took it to the kitchen. He washes his hands, and Anin takes care of the plastic.

“Hem, make noodles... Laper gini, let alone this is still morning around ten keknya.” Anin took out her noodles and the eggs she bought earlier, which were much more expensive than in the stall.

“Ngapain dizzy, good thing I bring savings in the wallet and bring it all.” Anin plugged in her refrigerator and she put the vegetables into the refrigerator. Even with a rather heavy step, he was still able to walk.

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While Aksa is in the office, the confusion when there is no wife beside him.

“Not waking up at this time,” Gumam Aksa staring at the laptop screen, looking at his company's financial statements.

Experiencing a slight decline, because the issued by the company is only used for the construction of houses and apartments.

“Huh, no papa... But tired of myself I think gini,” Aksa complained once again. He was finally forced to ask for a meeting this afternoon to be postponed.

Meanwhile, Anin is replaced by another secretary, and he cannot handle it alone.

Staring at the pile of so many files, and Aksa only let out a long sigh. Why is there no holiday for him? He will protest the same papa if given a pile of files like this, when can divide the time to be alone with Anin if in such crowded circumstances.

...Seriate.......

What do you want to do in the app next to here?

Okeh, if the request here is not papa alsoan side for free. Ask everywhere, author visit to the application next door is also not papa.

Yuk ramein wae, later if the name is announced so continue here😁. Hem, let's go take his friends.