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Khalisa was meninabobokan Caca who wanted to hear the Mother tell a lot of things before she went to bed.

A very soothing sight for Oma Marisa as well as blanketed haru.

"Mom" Nick sat on the sofa next to the bedroom of the hotel room approaching the mother.

"Mom is very happy Nick, Caca is very happy to have a Mother like Khalisa. May you always get along well and be happy forever." Oma Marisa shed tears of joy, no power to hold back and see the son's family back in color since the presence of Khalisa.

"Thank you for your prayers all along, thank you Mom for being patient and never stopping to look after Me and Caca." Nick hugs Oma Marisa how much Nick loves the woman who gave birth to him.

Khalisa got up from the bed where Caca had fallen asleep and now saw the heartwarming scene between Mother and Son that was so sad.

"Darling, come here." Mom invites Khalisa to join.

"Caca is asleep? You guys go back to your rooms. Let Caca be with Mom here. Look at your husband's face." Oma Marisa held Khalisa's hand warmly.

"My most beautiful mom knows what her handsome son wants!" Nick smiled as he glanced at Khalisa.

"Of course Mom knows your perverted brain Nick! Honey, if your husband doesn't give you time to rest, just cut him on his knees!" Oma Marisa is glaring at Nick.

"What a deal!" Nick instead imagines while protecting the Joni, a hidden creature of pride.

"Mom, take a break. Don't forget the medicine is taken." Khalisa reminded Oma Marisa that before going to bed there are drugs that must be consumed, understand Oma has been felt.

"Mom, we go back. Pray for your son to succeed!" Nick with his silly behavior.

"Basic You! Honey, good night. Mom saw you were tired too. Nick, let your son-in-law sleep well tonight!"

"Happy break, too, Mom." Khalisa moved to the next room.

Now Nick and Khalisa have occupied their hotel room.

Khalisa felt a little dizzy. His body feels very sore.

"Darling, aren't you feeling well?" Nick led Khalisa to sit on the edge of the bed, holding his wife's slightly warmer forehead.

"Just tired it looks like it's Mas."

"Call the Doctor?" Nick was about to reach for the phone to call the doctor.

"No need to Mas. I'm just tired. Just take a break."

"Darling, just lie down. I'll get some warm water." Nick takes warm water and helps Khalisa to drink.

Seeing Khalisa massaging his head, Nick took over gently massaging his head and nape the neck of his wife.

Khalisa did not think that her husband was good at massaging.

"How dear, how nice isn't Mas's massage?"

"Enak Mas's. It turns out that it's smart as well."

"Don't get me wrong Darling, the late Daddy most like to ask Mas to massage him if he is dizzy or returning from the office." Nick recalls how being with his father has been gone for a long time.

"Mas, I'm gonna go to bed first, okay?"

"Father my darling, go to sleep. Lie down let Mas now massage your feet. Must be tired all day here and there." Nick helped Khalisa lie down, straightened his wife's legs and then gave a massage there with the right pressure.

Nick smiled at how happy he was, seeing the calm face of his wife who had fallen asleep felt peaceful.

Nick enveloped Khalisa's body letting him rest in peace not forgetting to kiss his wife's forehead slowly while rubbing the head gently.

In a different place, Kyai Abdullah Residence.

Inside the room, the newlyweds were in a drama that did not match expectations.

"Sister, may I ask you a favor?" Dira is still in position in the bathroom just passing his head out.

"You sick? What's that hurt? I call the doctor!" Ustadz Salman panicked in fear of anything happening with his wife.

"Not Brother. Dira is okay. Just," Dira cursed herself why she could forget.

"Dear, say, why? Need what?" the face of Ustadz Salman was so worried to see Dira slightly limp.

"Then you can ask for help, buy a bandage." Dira lowered his head feeling embarrassed as to why he could forget his own period schedule and not bring the sacred object.

"Yes Brother. Sorry, Dira didn't bring a bandage. Dira also forgot today my menstrual schedule." Dira was getting embarrassed.

"sorry. I just don't know which one to buy. Brother's never bought it before." Ustadz Salman was unwell afraid that Dira was surprised by her shocked tone.

"In the minimarket there is also Kak. Dira usually buy the wings trus size of 35 cm. There's Night's writing on the package." Dira restricts the brand and characteristics of the sanitary napkin he means.

"A little while" Ustadz Salman headed to his bedside nightstand to pick up his cell phone.

"Can you show me the picture?" Ustadz Salman handed his phone to Dira.

Dira understood immediately looking for pads that he meant in a smart search engine.

"It's Brother." Dira hands over Ustadz Salman's phone complete with a picture of the sanitary napkin Dira meant.

Ustadz Salman noticed the picture.

"You just wait in the room. Brother promise won't be long. Assalamualaikum."

Looking at Ustadz Salman who immediately fancied looking for his request Dira smiled.

In a minimarket Ustadz Salman is now directly looking for where the sanitary napkin fits the picture on his phone.

Shelves contain a variety of types and brands of pads he has found that unexpectedly turned out to be many types and variations.

Examine one by one matching which one is the same as the picture on his phone.

So focused that there is a greeting from the women who of course know the Ustadz Viral.

"Assalamualaikum Ustad. Ustadz looking for pads? Who's it for?"

"Vaalaikumsalam. Sorry I went first. Excuse me."

Fortunately, those who are looking for soon find take it quickly until they do not know how much the exact amount immediately to the cashier pay it and go home.

"5 pcs of pads total 150,000. Any other additions sir?" The cashier tells you the total to be paid.

"No. This is all." Ustadz Salman handed over the cash and then received his groceries and receipts.

"Thank You."

"Please come back." Cashier responded.

"Isn't that Ustadz Salman? How do you buy pads?"

"He's not married yet?"

"Who knows for his girlfriend!"

"Ustadz dating time?"

"It's on TV who knows behind me!"

"Don't suudzon, who knows for his family?"

Such was the talk of netizens after Ustadz Salman of the minimarket.

Ustadz Salman returned to his room but Dira was still in the bathroom.

"Dira, this is Brother. Here's the order." Ustadz Salman knocked on the bathroom door.

Dira opened a little take the parcel from Ustadz Salman's hand.

"Makasi Brother. Is this a lot of Ka?" Dira saw 5 packs of sanitary napkins 12 pcs per pack.

"Eh, I'm sorry Brother doesn't know how much you need to be a big brother just take it."

"Father Brother, can be saved for next month." Still talking to each other despite being blocked by the bathroom door.

"Hopefully next month you won't come another month."

"Eh! Meaning Brother?" Ambiguous meaning in Dira's ear the words of Ustadz Salman.

"It should be used immediately. You've been cold for too long in the bathroom." Ustadz Salman did not answer the question Dira chose to pass immediately.