Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)

Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)
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Nabila" called Adam while sitting on his body which was originally lying down to sit on the back of the bed.


"Yes" Nabila turned quickly to Adam.


Just when Adam wanted to apologize and tell her the problem Adhan Magrib began to reverberate.It is better to tell the story after the prayer alone thought Adam.


"We pray together. I was ablution first. Bring the Princess too"


"But the Princess was taking Anisa to the house of mama this afternoon" Adam nodded. Adam got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Adam came out with a fairly fresh face like never before, tired and sour face, but still handsome. Then Nabila entered to ablution.


They both prayed solemnly and upon completion Nabila asked Adam to teach him to read the Qur'an, making Adam undo his intention to tell a story. Nabila looked at Adam upset.


"Many of which I forgot Adam" he whined as he began to read one verse. Adam smiled sweetly.


"We learned from the beginning. Wait" Adam walked up to the bookcase in his room, picked up a medium-sized Iqra and sat back in front of Nabila.


"From Iqra one. For the introduction of each of his alphabets yes" Nabila pouted.


"To remember Dam"


"Yes Bil yes. Sorry"


When they finish teaching, they clean their prayer equipment.


"Have you eaten yet Dam?" ask Nabila when remembering Adam who just came home. Adam shook his head while smiling. Making Nabila bulging.


"Not eaten? From when?"


"Last meal together" Nabila looked at her husband sadly. Hiks, what kind of wife am I? Letting her husband starve, last ate together at 10 this morning while Nabila at 4 this afternoon had eaten instant noodles. And if eating also that's Adam's cooking, he only helps wash vegetables and wash dirty dishes. I regret that I couldn't cook.


"Why not eat? How sick will it hurt? Yes I'm late, sorry I can only cook it" Adam smiled. It is not a big deal if Adam has not eaten, he is used to fasting monday-thursday. So don't eat 8 hours, don't starve Adam too much.


"I am the one who cooks. You wait here"


After Nabila came out. Adam's phone vibrated, Akbar's name on his phone screen.


"Astagfirullah, why did I forget to contact Akbar at the time of the incident" Adam muttered. If Adam remembers that he had a cell phone with him, Adam would call Akbar for help, but what could he have? Seems not.


"Assalamualaikum Bar"


"Waalaikumsalam. Is Adam still having business?"


"Engga Bars. Sorry I'm not going to the mosque anymore"


"Yes ga nothing Ka. These are nanyain's friends, so is Isya's brother?"


"Oh yes. So Bar, because tomorrow I can't go to the mosque"


"Yes Ka. Where is Adam Praying Isya?"


"Home on. I prayed there"


"OKe. Wassalamualaikum"


"Waalaikumsalam


Before long Nabila went into the room carrying a plate of rice on top of the eggs of cows and a glass of mineral water. Nabila was sad about herself. Feeding her own husband only with eggplok, even though in the refrigerator a lot of cooking ingredients even meat is there. But there is power if the cooking ability is small.


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