WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 37 - you are special

"asma .. Are you healthy ? thank God, God." He said as he walked in and drowned his head on the table.

"when are you coming home ?" Ask the man while showing his face.

"it was noon today." The answer.

"are you healthy, rule ?" Ask Asma.

"alhamdulillah." The answer.

"i was really shocked when I found out you were out of the hospital." Syahrul.

"asma, is she healthy ?" Asked Zidan who suddenly came along.

"alhamdulillah, zidan. You how are you ?" Asthma asked back.

"as you can see, I'm fine." Answer cheerfully.

"there is asthma, you discuss the problem of rapot division and others." Nadia told Syahrul.

"yes." Legally.

"asma, I'm just gonna go to the toilet for a minute." Nadia said, leaving.

"ma, do you want me to buy chicken porridge ? itung-itung welcomes your arrival." Zidan.

"can, dan. One." Syahrul.

"i'm not nawarin you. Especially you, pay for yourself." Zidan.

"asma I bought it ?" Zidan offered again.

"yes, it's up to you." Sahut Asthma.

"i'll stay, I'll order you first." Zidan.

After Zidan left the room, Asma told Syahrul about her marriage.

"rul, I'm married." Her speech.

"you're kidding me. bang it's not even visible yet." Sahut Syahrul while opening the paper map on the table.

"i'm serious, rule." Asthma Vocabulary.

"when ? you just got out of the hospital." Syahrul.

"my mother and father married me to the doctor who treated me while I was in a coma." Evidently.

"seriously you ?" Syahrul.

"mmm..." Smell the Asthma while nodding your head.

"taraaa. has become the porridge." Said Zidan who suddenly came carrying a tray containing four bowls of porridge.

"waaahh. good." Nadia's behind Zidan.

"ayo .. come .. eat." Say Zidan while putting the porridge on the table.

Ainun with a happy heart, prepared his sleeping equipment in a backpack. And bring a parcel to visit Asma. Ainun went straight to the mosque to meet Asma and wait for him to finish teaching.

"there's asthma, good health. Let it continue, so we can meet the same as asthma continues." Say one of the little girls with his friends.

"yes, baby, thank you." Asthma Reply.

"you be careful on the road, go straight home." Asthma Messages.

"yes to asthma." Those who immediately shake hands with Asthma and leave.

"mom.." Syahrul.

"yes.."

"do you make the same promise ?" Ask Syahrul.

"oh, yeah. He's staying at my house." Answer Asma.

"his man is in front." Syahrul.

"jas. I'm first yeah." Asthma Vocabulary.

"asthma..."

"yes..."

"i forgot to deliver." Syahrul.

"about what ?" Ask Asma.

"the letter is mine. Ainun sent it." Syahrul.

"oh. (smile). It's over time, so." Asthma Vocabulary.

"sorry..."

"you're not wrong, rule. It's all because destiny is at work and this is the story." Say Asthma and leave.

Unexpectedly the arrival of handsome men in the courtyard of the Mosque made a crowd of students who had just come out of the hall to go home. Stand while leaning against the car with both hands in the pocket, adding to the performance in women's glasses. Many whispered and wondered. Who is he ?

"ainun.. has arrived ? sorry for long." Smoke with sandals.

"nothing." The reply.

Before he stepped up, Asthma approached him. Farhan, who is now Astma's husband, took off his sunglasses and greeted Asma with a smile.

"What's coming here ?" Ask Asma.

"i'd like to take you home." The answer.

"i can go home on my own without you having to pick me up." Rigorously.

"do you know where to go home ?" Ask.

Asma.

"we talked in the car, not much good to see. Your friends also seem to want to get out." Farhan whispered directly to the door.

"why ? can you get straight to the point ? I have a promise with you." Asthma Vocabulary.

"mama asked you to go home. Mom both want to see you." Farhan.

"i know you haven't accepted me yet, but please respect both of my parents. It's my fault, I fell in love at the wrong time." Farhan said that made Asma look at him.

"just stay at my house, tomorrow I come home. I have an appointment with my friend who wants to stay." It was Asthma who was about to open the door.

"my car parked where ?" Ask.

"it's parked, ma'am." The answer.

"park here also nothing, later I'll permit." Further.

Farhan Smiled at his wife's behavior.

Having a handsome husband like Farhan may indeed be the desire of many women and it may be very happy to have him.

"it seems you should be grateful, ma for being able to have him for free." Said Ainun in the room sitting on the Asthma bed.

"how is it ?" Ask Asma with a smile and put the bag on the dresser.

"yes, try to shadow you, you are literate directly dapet handsome guy try. No need to chase, rich I pursue shahrul first." He said while laughing.

"Ngga change you yeah, fantasize mulu." Asthma Vocabulary.

"uh, do you want me to make milk ?" Ask Asma.

"can." Legally.

"i'm changing into a nightgown, yeah, in the bathroom." His permission.

"yes. I'm downstairs, make milk for you." Asthma Vocabulary.

Her footsteps gracefully descended the stairs. It looks like Mother is still busy in the kitchen making two glasses of warm milk. Stirring, Mother Zulfah smiled as she found her daughter approaching.

"it's perfect..." Said Mother Zulfah.

"why, mother ?" Ask Asma.

"let it go for your husband." Said Mother Zulfah.

"france... Don't call it that, it's weird to eavesdrop on asthma." His protest.

"that's it, get used to it." Sahut Mother Zulfah.

"let's get it fast." His orders while giving a glass of warm milk that is closed on a small plate.

Asthma goes according to the orders of Mother.

tock...

Asma knocks on Farhan's guest room to spend the night at his house.

"who ?" Ask.

"asma."

"just get in, don't lock it." Shouted Farhan.

He did not find the man in the room. Good, he murmured in his heart. He does not have to deal with a man who until now has not been acceptable in his life. The man who entered without greeting and tried to have his heart. Slowly Asma was about to leave the room unnoticed by Farhan.

"asthma..." Said Farhan while rubbing her hair with a small towel.

"what are you doing ?" Ask.

"milk chanter told mom." He answered without looking at Farhan.

"you don't want to say good-night to me, or any other words rowdy." Said Farhan who approached and now right behind Asthma.

"a glass of milk is enough for a sleep deliveryman and it's more real than words." Say Asthma and go straight away.

Such were the sleep-sending words Asma gave Farhan to make him smile all night. More than what was thought when I first met Asthma who was lying in the hospital. He was so special, so lucky to have him.

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Seriate.....