Wrong Khitbah

106. SK 2: POSITIVE

"Son.take your shirt out of here. Your wife can not stand the smell" said Mother tepuk jidat.

"Huh? Oh yea. Good Mother "answered Akhtar.

Everyone who had just walked into Zahwa's room was shaking their heads at this handsome Ustadz.

After putting his clothes in the laundry room, Akhtar went back up to the room.

As Akhtar went inside, everyone stared at him, making him feel like he was being bullied.

Before long, Azzam came with a plastic bag. Seeing Akhtar coming, Mommy woke up Zahwa.

"Son... Dear... Wake up for a second, honey..."

"Emmh" Zahwa lazily opened his eyes.

"What's the Mother?"

"Follow Mother for a moment yuk, dear." said Mother softly

"Where's Mother?"

"To the toilet, it's yuk.later also know" said Mother helped Zahwa wake up.

Seeing his wife still limp, Akhtar quickly helped carry her to the bathroom.

"Eit. already, son, you can't go in. This is a woman's business" said Mother Fatimah encouraged Akhtar to get out of the toilet. And replaced with Helwa who went inside.

"But Bun"

"Thar... We are here, let it be the business of mothers" said Azzam calling Akhtar to sit on the sofa with them.

"Tayyib" said Akhtar lethargic and sat beside Azzam who was holding Humaira while eating his snacks.

They wait anxiously for what they are doing there.

In fact Akhtar could not remain silent, sitting quietly waiting. He walked slowly back and forth with worry, about the state of his wife.

"Bk.ck..ck..." Decak Azzam nodded his head at Akhtar.

While inside...

They were standing in front of the glass bathroom sink.

"Son, try to use this" said Mother Fatimah thrust something from plastic to Zahwa.

Zahwa accepted it and took it out of the box. His heart beat faster when he saw that thing.

"B-mother... I-it's..."

Hm tespack, that's the thing that he was holding with a nervous feeling.

"Yes dear.bismillah yes" said Mother Fatimah stroked her head.

"Try on, we don't know if the message has been here for a long time" said Helwa stroking Zahwa's stomach.

"Hem.but, Wa-Wawa is afraid.ji-if later..."

"Quiet dear.if it is not sustenance yes it is okay. No one will be disappointed. All of us leave it to Him" Mother Fatimah said as she wiped away Zahwa's tears.

After that Zahwa went into the toilet, which was deeper than where Mother and Helwa were standing waiting for this moment.

He wears it according to the manner on the cover.

When he finished with the ritual, he waited for a while. By putting it on the edge of the bathup while waiting anxiously.

This was more strained than being faced with the sudden rote test, as he had experienced back in the cottage.

"Huhhmm" like a cold person, his body trembled waiting for the result.

After waiting for a while, he approached the bathup and took a tespack in his hand.

He closed his eyes, strengthening his heart to be ready to accept whatever the outcome. Prepare his heart so as not to be too late in sadness if what is obtained is disappointment is not in accordance with expectations.

"Bismillah..." Mumbled.

Slowly he opened his eyes, and saw the results he received.

Instantly her hands shook, her eyes heated up, her tears shed instantly. I don't think he could stand up anymore.

"Well.hah?? Oh Allah.i-this.."

Can't believe what he saw. He took two tespacks that were still lying on the edge of the bath.

His chest rose and fell, his trembling hands rubbing his eyes to clarify his vision.

" Dan...." The screams are unconscious.

"Mother-Mother." call her

He closed his mouth not expecting the three different tespacks showed the same results.

...-POSITIVE-...

"Well.yes God..Alhamdulillahot... I will become an Ummi" he murmured in a happy heart

He immediately approached Mother Fatimah and Helwa near the bathroom door.

"Mothers... Sister.hiks..A-a-aku.aahh" Zahwa handed them the testpack. The eyes of both of them faded for a moment

"Baaahh..Praise be to Allah.." The two quickly hugged Zahwa together.

There is nothing better than this happy news.

"Goodbye darling..." Say them compactly to Zahwa. Then stroked his stomach together.

***

Ali's father, Azzam, Akhtar and Zahra stood up as they heard Zahwa's screams.

"Well, what's wrong?" Akhtar was worried

They looked at each other, not least Humaira who was lifted in the arms of Azzam also stumped at the people around him.

Tracks.ceklek...

They soon came out of the bathroom. Seeing Zahwa coming out with tears, Akhtar walked up to Zahwa and hugged him.

"Hiks.hiks..hiks.." sobs Zahwa wet Akhtar's clothes

"Darling calm down.... What's wrong? What happened inside? Hustt... Do not cry, calm down what's wrong?" Akhtar's whisper increasingly hugged Zahwa tightly.

Mother Fatimah approached Ali's father lateralau hugging his waist. While Helwa sat with Azzam, then smirked her smile towards her husband.

While Humaira who had moved into Zahra's hands was confused, just like the person carrying her.

"Hiks.hiks.."

"Hey.already, calm down baby." said Akhtar kissed the top of Zahwa's head.

"Douh.." - Zahwa

" W-what's up?" Akhtar asked, looking at Zahwa in his arms.

Zahwa looked up, looking at Akhtar.

" You hurt her dear." said Zahwa as he stroked her stomach.

His words made Akhtar did not understand, I don't know what his wife meant. Who was hurt? Aren't the two of them hugging?

" Hmm???"

"Congratulations, soon you will become an Abi" whispered Zahwa gently

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