TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )
Aqeela Guests
"Well?" Tanya Desta saw Aqeela chanting many do'a
"Depart hajj."
Auto Desta raised his body. The man tilted his body facing Aqeela.
"This serious?"
"I'm serious too."
"Don't you mess around?" Kepo Desta's.
"I'm not kidding."
Aqeela who was actually very tired was forced to open her eyes again which was 5 watts.
"Read do'a, buya. We continue to tasbih, hamdalah, tahlil and takbir. Because his reward is the same as performing the Hajj." Clearly Aqeela without waiting for Desta's answer she had fallen asleep soundly.
"Yes, it's been bristling." Said Desta while fixing his wife's blanket.
"Thank you, dear. It made my life perfect. I love you." Whisper Desta while peeping Aqeela's forehead.
"It looks like it's hard code from Aqeela." Desta looked towards the calendar.
"The Hijri moon is still six months away." Mumbled
"Don, register Hajj for my family tomorrow." Desta grabbed the phone at his nightstand and called Doni.
"Udah this malem, Bro. Auk ah. I want to be with Mitha. Just bother you." Doni replied with a bit of emotion.
"Important tomorrow there's my family's hajj list, period." Desta closed the call.
The man put his gawai into the nightstand and followed in his wife's footsteps to transfer the real world to the dreamland.
While in the house next door seen Doni cursing his boss.
"Udah, that's Desta's character. It's also free to be annoyed." Mitha.
"Yes too. Mending us continue that just now." Doni whispered while hugging Mitha.
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"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...." There was a scream from the fence of Aqeela's house.
Ms. Erna glanced at the wall clock at nine in the morning.
"Who is? Early in the morning?"
(red : mertamu it's java ðŸ¤. The use of this word is often found in Surabaya.
Moreover, the original Surabaya people like me these words are the legacy of ancestors.
(must be preserved).
Suitable Indonesian PUEBI and EYD, meet )
But not to make Ms. Erna's intention to open the receding door. The nearly half-century-old woman immediately came out to open the fence.
Even though the fence of his employer's family home was not locked.
That means the guest is not from close family or friends of the employer. Because if his employer's friends are either small or big ones go straight in and greetings in front of the entrance. Even some of them immediately entered after the greeting.
Early on working with them, Ms. Erna was shocked too. But over time everything can be overcome.
Miss Erna TOP.
"Loo.. mothers?" Exclaimed Bu Erna was surprised to see his guest turned out to be a right-left neighbor who was also a worshiper at the mosque.
"Ning Aqeela is there?" Ask Ms. RT.
"There was. Coming, Mom!" Take Ms. Erna after the fence opens.
"Low. Pager e not in the key to Bu Erna?" Celtap Bu Sari with dumbfounded look at Bu Erna just open the fence without carrying the key and his friends.
"Ndak Ma'am. Coming in!" Bring Miss Erna back.
"I'll call Mbak Aqeela first yes, ma'am." Said Ms. Erna as soon as her guest had sat in the living room.
"Where is Ning Aqeela?" Ask Ms. RT.
"Still in that room the twins woke up." Said Ms. Erna.
"Lhoo twins again?" The others shouted in surprise.
"Yes, ma'am, excuse me for calling Mbak Aqeeka first." Pamit Bu Erna is confirmed by other mothers.
There were whispers among them about Aqeela. Not a bad one, you know..
They were envious of Aqeela having twins, let alone the number of her children now six.
They are amazing.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mothers!" Sapa Aqeela so up to the living room.
Bu Darmi and Bu Erna held the twins.
"Wa'alaikum greetings.." Answer guests Aqeela compact.
"Ning congratulations ya.." Said Ms. RT ahead of the others.
"Thank you, ma'am. Play here." Aqeela replied while sitting on a higher chair.
"Sorry Mom, it's hard to sit on the couch. So I'm wearing a higher chair."
"Yes Ning is not pa_pa."
"Mom Darmi, Miss Erna is singing baby twins." Aqeela asks Bu Darmi and Bu Erna to give her twins.
Aqeela carried the two on her right and left arms.
"It's Loo Dek, you're at the same look as pretty moms. Greetings to them." Aqeela said she was talking to her son.
If the Javanese call it Ngudang baby.
Mothers look directly at the baby twins.
"Why does it look like Mas Desta?" Whisper one of them.
"Lhoo yaa. looks a lot like you." Answer the others again.
"I carry Ning One." Pinta is one of his guests.
"I'm one, Ning." Sela the other
"Bole, here's Miss Diah."
"His Funny.."
"It looks like Mas Desta. Just her lips just look like Ning Aqeela."
"These mothers how the hell, his name is also his son Mas Desta ya must be similar. If it doesn't look like Mas Desta ato Ning Aqeela, who's it trying to be?" Exclaimed Bu Sari with his voice.
Aqeela just laughed out loud at the jokes of her guest mothers.
"Whose name, Ning?" Cirrup Bu Sari.
"Not yet given the name, Miss Sari."
"Yes..huh not yet? Usually you give the name of the child."
"He he yes Mom, this time I haven't thought. Because the baby was also born impromptu. Faster than HPL." Aqeela's story commented on by her guest.
"Ning, did I drop a name for it on twins dong?" Celtap Bu Sari made a scene in Aqeela's living room.
"It's rude of you."
"There really is no akhlaq."
"Udah biarin Ma'am. Pa_pa. Who's Sari by name?"
"Queenara Helena the daughter of Wijaya
Queeneira Humaira the daughter of Wijaya" Bu Sari mentioned two names for Aqeela.
Aqeela smiled again.
"It's good to call it."
"Bu Sari's there-anya." Comment Bu RT sdikit sewot.
"Loo why? Ning Aqeela just doesn't mind." Reply Bu Sari.
The others also chuckled to see the act of Bu RT and Bu Sari who even quarreled. Fortunately, they were not taken seriously.
Bu Darmi and Ms. Erna came out to bring various treats for her master's guest.
"Please taste it!" Said Ms. Erna to guests and pilgrims Aqeela.
"Well, thank you, Miss Erna. I think it's a good cake."
"The drink is also a lot."
Miss Darmi and Ms. Erna were just shaking their heads at the behavior of their neighbors.
"Mom.this will be taken home. From the twins." Said Aqeela assisted Bu Darmi and Bu Erna put some parcels to his guests.
"Mak Ajeela, how come you bother?" Saying Bu RT.
"It's a condition, Mom. Please pray for baby twins, ma'am." Aqeela replied sincerely.
"Ning, who's going to study?" Ask a curious mother.
Ika and Diah return baby twins. Making Aqeela busy accepting the twins while thinking
"Maybe my replacement will be younger not pa_pa ya ma'am." Aqeela replied while thinking of one name.
Because Dinda who used to replace him at this time must be bothered with her son.
"Where is Dinda going, Ning?" To the mother again.
"Dinda now has her son. But I'll try to call Dinda. If he's ready I'll mix with the new Ustdzah again." Answer Aqeela.
Some looked relieved by Ajeela's words.
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"Hallooo-chan.. My din." Call Aqeela on a voice call.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Reciprocity.
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Answer the voice across.
"Yes Qee... Your tumben? There's a wind what's my phone." Said Dinda in a bitter tone.
"Aish, I'm sorry pren. It's been busy." Aqeela replied in self-defense, because there had been a month she did not tell Dinda.
"Yes. liaison you kind and polite son I'm sorry." Said Dinda.
"Hm. mentang-tang now there is a husband talking like that."
Both of them laughed at the same time.
"Din, next week change I'm giving a change of study with Hani. I know you must be bothered, right? That's why I'm making a change so you don't get burdened."
"Where is their beautiful Ustadzah?"
"Where? Don't pretend. I'm still breathing. Can you see me sitting in pain in front of the congregation?"
Dinda again laughed at Aqeela's words. No anger or anything at his best friend.
"I gave Mas Vian permission first, yes. I'll call." Dinda answered after finishing her laugh.
Aqeela exhaled a long breath. He forgot that Adinda now belonged to Vian.
"Yes, I'll wait as soon as possible. Adios. Assalamu'alaikum."
Aqeela hung up.
"Arek iki not ilok temen, I haven't answered already play close." Dinda to Aqeela version.
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Wkwkwkk...
It turns out that these two people are the same about closing the call.
Like lightly.
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