Waiting for the Love of the Husband

THE MCSS 33

It has become a habit before the wedding ceremony takes place then a lecture will be held. Usually filled with tausiah about marriage. For those who will get married can be the provision of survival of his hand house later also be a reminder for those who have already lived married life.

The family asked Abah to be the one to fill the study.

Occasional studies, Abah is ushered in for a break by Aish. Instead of sleeping, you want to sit together with your daughter in a gazebo near a fish pond. Either something happened or what but I feel like there's something she should ask her daughter.

Long time no use with the father Aish immediately lay his head on the call abah. A gentle swipe of his hand on the tip of his kepel made Aish suddenly drop tears.

"Nope ...."

Aish pretended to be asleep rather than having to answer abah's question. Parents can generally feel what the child is feeling.

"It's still where you tell the most fun stories, isn't it?" Abah believes her daughter is not actually sleeping. "Tell me if it's too stifling to the chest. It's not good to be soaked alone whether you're in a young pregnancy."

Aish opened her eyes and looked at the smiling shady face towards her. "I'm just missing you, Abah," said Aish. There was no way she could tell the ugliness of her husband. Even if it's for someone he can trust. "Sleeping miss in abah's lap. Missed when my brother carried me from the study because of sleep." Aish reminisced about those times. Where all the affection of my brother and his two brothers only poured out on him.

"Then you have children still want to be carried equally," kekeh abah without stopping the swab on Aish's head. The old man knew the boy who was so good at keeping secrets. Although urged Aish will remain in his stance. In his deed a prayer for the good of the child that can be given.

"And his name misses too, Bah. Want to play to the cottage. Play with children again but not delicious if you have to interfere with work time mas Asyraf. I'm afraid I'm troubling him, Bah."

"Can you say it well. You can go to the cottage accompanied by one of your female workers. Children, your friends, your brother-in-law miss you too."

"Only them, aren't you?" Aish sulking.

"Of course you miss you, but now you belong to your husband. Anything must be with the permission of the husband, God willing your filial devotion is rewarded with heaven."

Aish assures abah's words. From the balcony of the room that raced to the gazebo, Ashraf noticed the wife who was shopping for her father. Maybe the wife is also complaining about her attitude?"

Abah kisses the child's head when he feels that the child is actually sleeping. Although his body has entered the age of twilight, but because of a healthy diet and lifestyle, he is still strong lifting the body of the child. Whether the feeling alone or it is true, Aish's body feels lighter. Though the weight of the bada should have gone up considering his daughter was pregnant.

"Son Aish why, Bah?" tanya Aqim approached when he saw the magnitude of the middle carrying the body of the son-in-law.

Without letting go of a smile I replied, "he just overslept. Maybe it's too comfortable and feel like my youngest child again it's like this."

Abah follows Aqim's steps towards Aish's room. He put the body in bed. Remove the child's veil as before. He kissed his forehead then rubbed his stomach, discerning prayers for the good of his daughter and granddaughter.

"Rest, Son. Don't post your body to stay in the sea I you yourself already feel heavy. Istrahat does not mean to let go" said Abah slowly but Ashraf could hear it.

After he lifted the blanket to cover Aish's chest and came out of the room, Ashraf came out from behind the curtain. He looked at the request made so good by his parents but not dieorlakukam well by him. Though it was he who asked his future-in-law at that time to marry himself to Aish.

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Since the semslam the house of the Aqim family is not really deserted. There are some people who deliberately stay up late even still preparing for the event H day.

the bride-to-be herself could not sleep well, imagining a few more hours her stone would change. Until the door is knocked Isha still sleeping chicken. The back door was knocked, forcing the bride to wake up. She grabbed her veil and opened the door.

In front of the door, his house worker seemed to stand with two special makeup artists to beautify himself. For other families have been prepared by their respective make up teams.

"What time is this? How come it's coming?"

"It's almost dawn, Non Isha. I told the makeup artist to come here."

Isha glanced at the wall clock then nodded and allowed the makeup artist to enter. Not to forget Isha also asked for food and drinks for her makeup artist.

"How long is the make-up?" ask Isha. He must know how long the ability of the risa stylist in memenage time to beautify himself. Because if it must be dressed from now on, it feels like Isha is not ready. Not to mention he had to pray at dawn first.

"At least three hours, Miss Isha."

"That's just for the bride?" ask Isha not to believe.

"Rubber, Ma. Mostly to get the most out when decorating a bride it ordains about three hours."

"That long? I have to make-up from now on. How was adzan waiting?"

"People, Mom. The show also started at about nine. There's still time, just relax Miss Isha. I deliberately came early because to be a little relaxed," kekeh one of the most dominant looking makeup gems.

"Oh, yes, I took a shower. Sikhakan enjoyed the potluck." Isha allows the brand to prop up the stomach. He then went into the bathroom.

Isha still does not believe that she will marry the oria that she only knows. There is no love between them. I don't know what their marriage will be like.