The Step Sister of Tiri

The Step Sister of Tiri
177. Aqiqah Plan



“Mas, when do you want to attend an aqiqah event for Baby Ars?” zayna asked as she and her husband prepared for bed. Baby Ars has been sleeping in the box ever since.


“Oh yes, Dear. I almost forgot about it,” said Ayman while patting her forehead.


“You are too busy with our son, until you forget the event for that important.”


“Iya, Honey, sorry. What do you want?” Ayman faced the wife, refuting her head with her hands.


“As of you, Mas. What do you want it to be like?”


“What is like your seven-monthly event yesterday, as well as our gratitude because you and Baby Ars are safe.”


Zayna smiled and nodded. “Iya, Mas. I'll come with you.”


“Let me call Ilham to help us.”


“Iya, you certainlyin the day first, so later I can also say the same Papa Grace with Mama Savina. Maybe they want to come, if not papa. They're getting old when they go back and forth pity boarding the plane.”


“Iya, I'll find the day.”


“Find a good goat, yes, Mas. If you can find it for yourself, don't ask anyone. Later if people like to buy origin. Provided they get a big commission.”


“Iya, I'll find it myself. Yes, let's go to sleep! Fear later the baby even wake up.”


Just now they're breaking down, suddenly Baby Ars is crying. Ayman and Zayna looked at each other and laughed together. They just talked about it, now it's happening.


“Let me see it. You sleep,” said Ayman who immediately saw what made his son wake up.


When checking his diaper, it turns out that his son is being pup. The man tried to clean up on his own without asking his wife for help. Ayman learned a lot about what babies should do. Zayna looked at what her husband was doing. She was happy to have a husband like Ayman, who was so concerned for the family.


The man understood the hassles of his wife. After cleaning up her son, Ayman carried her again. He tried to put the baby back to sleep. Ayman is no longer afraid to carry her child.


Even every chance, the man always carried Baby Ars. Zayna, who felt her body was too tired, had unknowingly fallen asleep when she saw the busyness of the husband.


“Honey, you have to remember, yes. You can't bother Mama. Look at him just as well as breaking down his body, now already flying into dreamland. You understand, right, sweetheart?” ayman said to the baby who of course did not get a response.


Ayman smiled as he kissed his son's face. Long enough the man held Baby Ars until finally the baby fell asleep too. He put his son to sleep in a baby box and followed his wife to dreamland.


Early in the morning Kinan woke up, he saw his clothes, it was still the same as last night. The woman tried to remember the event last night and remembered that she slept on the street.


“What did Mas hanif last night carry me?” kinan Gumam.


“You're awake, honey. It's still early in the morning.” Hanif said while hugging his wife.


“Come, wake, Mas. Fajr Salad first, we'll have bad luck.” Kinan tried to take off the husband's embrace. “Mas, last night you carried me, huh? I still wear my dress last night. I also remember her sleeping in the car.”


“Yes, I can't wake you up. Looks like you're already sapped. When I want to open your dress it's very difficult so, I let it go. Last night we also went home once a night, pity Mama wait for us to sleepy.”


Kinan was shocked to hear what the husband said. “Mama wait for us?”


“Yes, Mama is indeed a habit, if her child has not returned home will definitely be awaited. Sometimes I also like the same sprain Mama, even though we have a big time waiting for it. I'm not angry, just Mama ‘kan should be more rest. Don't think about children too much. I can't bear to see he's sick.”


“The name of the parents is sometimes like that, Mas. Hopefully Mama will continue to be healthy.”


“Amin, yes already, let's pray first!” take Hanif who then moves from there.


“Yes, you taught me to cook, huh?” Kinan followed the husband behind him.


“Against the spirit of learning to cook, nih?”


“Yes, dong, I also want to like other women, can please husband.”


“No need to follow others. As long as you are always by my side, that is enough for me.”


Hanif and his wife cleaned themselves, and took ablution water. Next, perform the morning prayer. As he promised, the man taught his wife how to cook. Both men are currently in control of the kitchen.


He asked Bik Isa to rest because he wanted to be alone with Kinan. Bik Isa did other work. Hanif taught Kinan painstakingly, sometimes they also joked with each other. Of course, cooking this time was dominated by the husband.


Mama Aida who just came down also heard a noise in the kitchen. She wondered who was there, until the woman was surprised to see the kitchen so messy with her two children there. Mama Aida could only shake her head.


“You want to cook what do you want to mess with the kitchen? See all dirty,” reprimand Mama Aidah with a waistline.


“Eh, Mama .. yes, this is the messy Mas Hanif, Ma. Time wants to teach me to cook, but even cooking he made himself, not teach me,” said Kinan defended himself.


“Everytime you learn with Mama, not your husband. There he forbids you to make this hold,” said Mama Aida made Kinan laugh.


It is true as his father-in-law said. Hanif is very possessive of his wife, he will forbid Kinan to hold this for fear of being hurt. The man did not care about his mother's insinuations, he continued his cooking.


“Mama, it's best to take a shower first. I'll be here again. We eat together when we are ripe,” said Kinan.


“Iya, Mama wants to take a shower first,” said Mama Aida while looking left and right then asked, “Bik Isa where?”


“Tadi ke hindsight, Ma. Maybe wash clothes.”


“Ya Mama wants to go to the room first. Remember you have to clean the kitchen! Don't depend on Bik Isa.”


“Iya, Ma.”


Hanif was still continuing his cooking, while Kinan started cleaning the equipment that was already unused. After everything was done the two went back to the room and cleaned themselves up.


“You have morning lecture, Honey?” hanif asked as the two prepared.


“Iya, Mas. Today there are two subjects, one morning one afternoon. I can take the car, right? Later when the first lesson is over, I want to go to Mama's house for a while, want to nengokin Baby Ars. I miss him.”


“Iya, it's up to you. Careful drive.”


“Iya, Mas. Thank you, let's go ahead!”


“You're done? All of you bring your bags, we just leave.”


“I'll be later, Mas. There's still half an hour.”


Hanif nodded then pulled his wife's hand. “Let's go down, Papa and Mama must have been waiting for us. Later they can grumble again.”


Hanif and Kinan descended towards the dining room. There was Mama Aida and Papa Vishnu.


“You have just dropped, Papa has eaten first,” said Mama Aida while pointing at her husband.


“Nothing, Ma. Papa must have been hungry because we waited too long. We don't mind either. Mama herself why not eat too?”


“Mama wait for you.”


Hanif exhaled, again like that. His mother always like that, but it is also free if it is forbidden that she will lose. Behind it she was happy that Mama Aida loved Kinan so much as her own child.


Kinan smiled and said, “Why wait for us? Mama can eat first, it's okay."


"Mama prefers to eat rame-rame.”


Hanif and Kinan sat in the seats they used to occupy. They also enjoy breakfast, before continuing their activities. Kinan was very happy to have in-laws like Mama Aida. Which is so attention to the family, as well as to the daughter-in-law who is treated like her own child.


He used to be very jealous of Zayna for having as good a mother-in-law as his mother. Now the woman is grateful that she also has good in-laws as well. After everyone finished having breakfast, Papa Vishnu and Hanif went to the office, while Mama Aida and Kinan were still at home. Both of them cleaned the table and the dish.


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