Watching You With Do'A

Chapters. 22: Play Ball Together

Meanwhile, at the hotel where Kyai Abdullah's family was staying, Laila who was in her sister's room seemed to be sad, the article until this moment she could not contact her best friend.

"Sister, Laila was afraid that something might happen to them," whined Laila, with the clear fur that had fallen soaked both of her cheeks.

"Sstt, don't think badly, you better pray that Aini and Aida's aunt will be fine" replied Umar, who tried to comfort his sister, even though he himself is currently in the midst of anxiety.

"Sik, you go back to your room there gih, brother needs rest, because all night brother only sleeps for a while in the mosque," pinta gus Umar evicted his sister gently.

Laila nodded, and then immediately left her room.

After Laila's departure, Gus Umar dropped his tired body on the bed. His memory drifted back to his dream last night, after Gus Umar performed Istikharoh prayers at the mosque and then himself fell asleep briefly on his prayer mat with a prostration position.

In his dream, Gus Umar saw his bride-to-be was ning Zahra. but not long ago, ning Zahra disappeared and then came Aida who replaced ning Zahra sitting in the guarantee.

In another dream, Gus Umar saw Aunt Aini also befriended Dahlan's uncle, his father Aida. Aini's aunt's face was beaming, "what was the meaning of my dream last night, O God," murmured gus Umar, rubbing his face violently.

Gus Umar took his cell phone lying on the nightstand, and then tried to dial Aida's number that Laila had stored on her phone. Gus Umar hopes, this time there is an answer from the owner of the number. But again, Aida's number is off.

"What's wrong with you, brother? Why haven't you activated your phone for days? Are you okay there?" Question after question filled Umar's head, the handsome young man was very worried about Aida and her mother.

"What if it's true what she said, abah, if it's possible that Aini's aunt or Aida has accepted my wedding invitation with ning Zahra? Ah, Aida must be very sad. Is it because of that, Aida won't activate her phone? Is Aida really disappointed in me?" Imagining the disappointed face of Aida who read her wedding invitation, Netra gus Umar so teary.

"I'm sorry, sorry. I'm a man who can't be firm and fight for our love, I'm sorry.." said Umar, who regretted his helplessness.

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Ahead of the morning at Ryan's residence, Aida who had just opened her eyes was shocked because there was a burly hand that coiled over her stomach. "God, I forgot that I'm married" murmured Aida, rubbing her face.

Aida looked at her husband who was still asleep, a smile rising at the corner of her lips, "thankfully, Ryan didn't force me to serve him last night. But still I found it difficult to close my eyes, because her hands kept holding me like this. I felt not free to move," slowly, Aida put away her husband's hand.

Carefully, Aida got up from the big bed where she slept with Ryan last night, "it's almost five o'clock, I have to immediately take the water wudlu," Aida hurriedly stepped towards the bathroom, clean yourself with lightning and then wash.

For no more than five minutes, Aida was out wearing a kimono towel.

"Sir, have you taken a shower?" Ryan asked, who had woken up to hear the sound of water gurgling from the bathroom.

Aida nodded, "mas, let's pray the bersama'ah shajuh time is almost over," Aida asked her husband, who instead pulled his blanket back to cover half his body.

"Mas, still drowsy. You just pray, mas also have forgotten how to pray," replied Ryan without sin, with eyes that have been closed again.

Aida shook her head and sighed softly, "astaghfirullaahal'adzim? How long has it been since Ryan prayed?" Aida asked herself.

"I'd better pray immediately, anytime if there's a right time, I talk about this with Ryan mas," said Aida while changing clothes, and then Aida held her prayer mat in the corner of the room.

Aida performs two rakaat prayers solemnly, after saying the greeting.. Aida read the wirid and continued with do'a. If her usual, Aida only prayed for both parents and for herself. This time Aida also prayed for the husband to be given guidance by Allah, so that his husband would return to carry out his duties as a Muslim.

"Astaghfirullaahal'adzim, no, I can't remember him anymore. Indeed I admit, Gus Umar is the ideal candidate for priest. Clever in religious knowledge and diligent in worship. But, whoever is my husband now, I must accept it with sincerity.May God guide me to be able to show the Ryan, the way of truth," said Aida.

Aida immediately took off her mucus and folded it, cleaned the prayer mat and then kept it back in its original place.

Aida stared for a moment at her matured husband, took a deep breath and exhaled him slowly. "I'd better go to the kitchen, help auntie cook," Aida immediately put on the hijab and rushed out of her room.

"Bi, cook what?" Aida asked, after she reached the kitchen and saw her aunt concocting spices.

"Eh, ma'am.."

"Aida bi, just call Aida," Aida introduced herself.

"Sign me mbak Aida, I'm aunt Minah," replied the ART aunt, "this is mbak, aunt again make chicken seasoning favorite yellow sauce mas Ryan," continued aunt Minah, while continuing to mengolek seasoning.

"Emang mas Ryan likes his cuisine what is bi?" Ask Aida, who wants to know a lot about her husband.

Hearing that the new hostess cares so much about her momongan as well as her employer, bi Minah happily tells you all about Ryan. About her favorite foods, about her habits and things Ryan doesn't like.

Aida heard that while helping bi Minah peel the onion, Aida occasionally seemed to frown and then nodded.

"Well, Ryan is lucky to have a young, beautiful and understanding wife like Aida. Aunty pray, may the marriage mbak Aida and mas Ryan happy and lasting," said aunt Minah after saying all about Ryan.

"Aamiin, man,,"

"Mbak Aida is different from the first wife Ryan who stopped, her people are arrogant and anti-same homework," complained bi Minah, "in her eyes, what aunty does is always wrong," continue while shaking the head.

Aida smiled, "it's a bi, it's not good to talk about other people. Oh yeah bi, I said Ryan loves fried rice?" Aida diverted the conversation.

"Yes, ma'am."

"I'll make fried rice for Ryan's mas, cook his yellow gravy chicken later for lunch. Please aunt if you want to do something else" said Aida.

"Did Aida really cook for herself? Later if Ryan is angry with aunt how mbak? Is this aunt's job?" Bi Minah felt bad.

"I won't be angry bi, I'm even fun if you make the same beautiful wife," said Ryan, who had been in the kitchen for some time.

"Well, there's aunty doing the other one. I want to accompany my wife to cook" continued Ryan, smiling meaningfully.

"Who knows when I cook together, my wife wants to play ball together" Ryan murmured in his heart.

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