The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden

The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
Part 197's



     Azan magrib also reverberated, Firdaus and his small family are now starting to perform congregational magrib prayers. He is very grateful because his body condition has recovered.


     "Mas, what are you up to? if not next time, no papa. Don't force it, '" asked Miftah.


     "Dear, I'm healed. Look at this, you can walk alone." response.


     "Jaudah if that is so, Miftah wants to use mukena first yes mas" he said that had already taken ablution.


     "Yes dear," his response was about to pinch Miftah's cheek but Miftah managed to avoid.


     "Oh my goodness... Miftah again there wudhu, later if the mas hold Miftah wudhunya so void dong." he recalled.


     "Yes, sorry, baby. I forgot," he said, chuckling softly.


     "Jaudah mas hunted there take ablution, Dawn is ready to be on top of the peace." the response pretended to look at him cynically.


     "That's really how it is" Firdaus commented.


     "Let's go" Miftah nodded as she walked closer to her son.


     "Ummi, Abi will be his priest, right?" tanyanya.


     "Yes dear... Abi will be his priest, "the Miftah responded while stroking the top of his son's head.


     "Yaudah Ummi keeps wearing mukena... Let Abi not wait for long," Pinta Fajar.


     "Yaudah Ummi used mukena first yes," he said, who was immediately influenced by his son.


     Shortly after, Firdaus came out of the bathroom, and he began to wear a sarong that Miftah had prepared on the bed.


     Because he has used a long clean shirt, he lives standing on the history of the title by Dawn.


     Little dawn was very excited, so he asked Umminya to let him roll it out.


     "Is everything ready?" firdaus asked while looking back.


     "Udah Abi," they answered with a smile that expanded to make Paradise very happy.


     It should have been this way long ago that he should have lived, with the woman who had given birth to his baby so Sholeh.


     After hearing what they said, Firdaus turned back to the Qibla and began the imposition of ihram.


     "Allaahu Akbar" he said.


     Miftah and Dawn also followed the movement of Paradise.


     After a few minutes they finished performing the magrib prayer, Miftah immediately kissed the back of her husband's hand which was followed by her son.


     "Gee... Abi's voice is very sweet, Ummi when reading the Quran, Dawn so want to learn with Abi. Can I have bi?" hope pleads.


     "By the way, anything for Abi's child will surely follow Abi. Provided the good thing - well," his response to make Dawn so happy.


     "Yes... Thank you very much Abi, "girang Fajar.


     "Oh yes mas," said Miftah who had just remembered something.


     "What's Ummi?" ask Firdaus who does not call Miftah affectionately in front of his son.


     "This is Abi, Ummi forgot that Ummi had not cooked. Abis ordinary magrib Ummi there is a Dawn najar najai Iqra, can Abi replace for a moment?" ask Miftah who was busy folding her face.


     "Already Ummi, the problem of Fajar teach now so that it becomes Abi's business. Ummi just focus on cooking, anyways Abi the same Dawn later was hungry, right son?" he replied, chuckling slowly.


     "Yes Abi is right, Dawn will also be hungry for sure bi." he nodded.


     "okay! if so Ummi to the kitchen first yes," said the saying.


     "Eh! wait a minute," prevent Firdaus from making Miftah's footsteps stop.


     "Duh Abi's... What the hell is it?" astonished Miftah while raising one eyebrow.


     "What's? Abi," shocked Miftah while glaring perfectly, her hands were already tracing her waist.


     "Hehe! sorry Mi Abi forgot," he realized while scratching his non-itchy bend.


     "Well, what can you kiss?" ask Fajar confused.


     "Eh... Not really son... Abi... Abi.." The response was confused as to what to answer.


     "Feel it, answer your son's question. Anyway just say anyway, already know already be a father." snorted Miftah and then straight out of the room.


     "Abi.." said Dawn again.


     "It's Dawn, Abi asked Ummi to kiss Dawn first... Hehe," he replied.


     "But Dawn is already big Abi, Dawn does not like to be kissed anymore." he explained while shaking his head.


     "Agod! I forgot that my son is very active, how is this dong?" his mind felt restless.


     "Oh yes! he said Fajar really want Abi to teach njai, yuk we njai now just yuk same Abi. Ummi had also told Abi," he said trying to reverse the topic.


     "Iya Bi wants, if so Dawn wants to take Iqra Dawn first yes.." the response to Paradise so that it can breathe a sigh of relief because Dawn no longer asks about it.


     While Miftah who is now in the kitchen is still a little irritated by the nature of Paradise who just spoke in front of his son.


     Good thing he just met so he still justifies it, but if it's been a long time he will definitely give Firdaus a lesson.


     Miftah started cooking various foods such as fried squid, asem vegetables and anchovies Medan sambal.





     "Alhamdulillah, fortunately all the ingredients are still complete" he said after checking the contents of the refrigerator which is still full because yesterday he had shopped first when he knew Firdaus would go to pick him up.


     At first she had not been able to think with Firdaus, could - usually her husband was swimming with a distance far enough. Lucky in the ocean where he lived is not inhabited by ferocious fish.


     If so, he may no longer be able to see the figure of Paradise that he really loved so far.


     Be honest! parting with Firdaus was not an easy thing, repeatedly he endured the longings that tormented him every night.


     Miftah became increasingly depressed when she found out that she was pregnant with a child from Paradise.


     At first he thought that he was just a regular ache and vomited frequently. But the more days he felt more different with his stomach, until finally he decided to go to the hospital when his stomach was a bit enlarged.


     Shocked not playing after he knew if he was pregnant and his fetus also already has a soul in there.


     Since then Miftah so diligent to maintain his diet, sleep regularly and do not let himself too tired.


     Until the time came she gave birth to her son to look at the world and herself.


     Born without a father who should accompany his mother's laborious process when giving birth to him.


     Miftah only smiled when remembering those seconds, she was only accompanied by her close friend there to be delivered to the hospital.


     Finally all the food was finished in the cook by him, he just serves everything on the table. Azan Isya just reverberated from the direction of Musalla which is quite large in the village.


     Miftah immediately rushed to the room to take ablution after his affairs were completed and closed all side dishes using a serving hood.


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