
"Cyra permission to go outside Abu. Abu sleep again" Cyra said to Akmal.
Akmal nodded and smiled weakly. Because he really felt weak and dizzy too. Luckily Akmal is sick now that the show is over. If he got sick yesterday. It can be different story.
Cyra then went outside from the room holding baby Zahwa, who had woken up from her sleep, but had not yet taken a bath.
When we got to the bottom floor. Cyra accidentally crosses paths with the abi.
"So Akmal ko did not participate in the congregational dawn prayer at the mosque why Cyra?"
"Sir Akmal is sick Abi. The body was hot last night."
Abi Rashid was shocked to hear that. "Now is he sleeping again?"
Cyra just nodded. "Titip Aiza for a minute, Abi. Cyra wants to cook something for Akmal's sister."
Abi Rashid then takes over baby Zahwa from her sling Cyra. Cyra then went straight into the kitchen.
"Just like Grandpa, baby. Let's play in the family room."
Abi Rashid invites baby Zahwa to sit back and relax in the living room. Not long after Rafiq's father came.
"Ko Zahwa with you Rashid? Where are Akmal and Cyra?"
"Said Cyra, Akmal is sick. He was hot last night. Now still sleeping again," Rafiq's father nodded his head.
Switch to Cyra. When Cyra just got into the kitchen. He was surprised by the umma Nada and mama Jian who were cooking together assisted by the aunts.
"Lho Boy! Why come here? Where's Zahwa?" mama Jian asked.
"For Abi, Ma."
"Then what are you here for? Let Umma be the same mom you cook."
"Cyra wants to cook his favorite dishes Akmal kak all want to make porridge. Brother Akmal last night his body was hot Umma, and his face also looked pale. Now that she is, Cyra told her to go back to sleep, Umma."
Umm Nada and mama Jian were quite surprised to hear Akmal was ill.
"Son Akmal is sick?"
Cyra nodded her head immediately. "Yes Umma."
"It's a good thing that it hurts when the event is over" said mama Jian.
"Akmal was very busy from yesterday. Even sleep too late. If not two o'clock at three in the morning. Later wake up must be bad luck and so the dawn prayer is more often at home."
Cyra answered while preparing the ingredients she wanted to cook. "Sir Akmal has been trying hard to make Cyra happy."
"Yes Nak. Mama is honestly very happy that you can finally get married with your second child. And if anyone dares to sign on with you. Mama will face it!" mama Jian was fiery.
Hearing mama Jian's words. Cyra smiled as she hugged her mother-in-law affectionately. While umma Nada was also happy. Because the princess can get good and loving in-laws.
Finally, the three of them cooked together with their respective dishes. When else try to cook together like that. Full of excitement and togetherness they feel when cooking together.
When Cyra has finished making porridge and finished cooking his favorite dishes Akmal. He just put it on the dining table. Same with the cooking of the mama. Afterwards, Cyra passed into the room to wake Akmal up.
The door to the room is open. Cyra immediately saw Akmal sound asleep with a sloping position facing the door.
Cyra approached, then rubbed her cheek gently. "Mother. Abu woke up yuk. Breakfast first. Let her body have energy."
Akmal grasped Cyra's hand gently. "Yes well," while kissing Cyra's palm.
Slowly. Akmal came down from the bed limp. He was with Cyra and then came out of the room to the dining room while holding hands with a friendly.
"The Ashes are still warm,"
Akmal smiled. "Look at your smile and Aiza's. This pain will no longer taste."
Arriving in the dining room. It turned out that everyone was already on their seats.
Akmal, who was sitting on his own chair, smiled. "It's okay ko Umma. Just a little sauces."
"Eat a lot of kiddo. Or lest you get sick because last night was just the first night with Cyra," seduced mama Jian.
Akmal and Cyra's eyes immediately glared extremely wide. Because I was embarrassed to be seduced like that by my mom.
"Cyra is coming moon ko Ma."
"Dad! It's so sorry Mama's son. It's been sick can't be channeled anyway."
The joke from mama Jian successfully made Akmal's cheeks look red once. Contrast with her slightly pale face.
"Here's Mama. Don't bother Akmal. Look at! She's so embarrassed that her cheeks are flushed." Rafiq's father turned out to be the same.
Everyone immediately smiled and felt funny looking at Akmal's reddened face like that. And only this time they saw Akmal feeling as embarrassed as he was now. Until her cheeks were so red.
Akmal did not want to respond to jokes from his mother and father. He chose to enjoy the porridge made by Cyra and food that had been specially cooked by the wife for him.
That morning. They all enjoyed a happy breakfast and a new atmosphere as a whole family.
Baby Zahwa who is in his own seat like showing the gesture wants to be carried by Akmal. Even the clothes worn by Akmal were pulled around with his small hands.
Akmal who saw felt very anxious. "Abu's son wants to be carried by Abu? Ashes are sick, dear. Same with us, baby."
Cyra then took baby Zahwa from her seat and held her in her arms. "Yes Umi first, dear. Later when Abu is healed, Aiza can play again with Abu."
"Oh yes, son. After breakfast, Mom wants to go home."
"Abi is Cyra. Because it's noon, Abi's got a shif in the hospital."
Cyra nodded. "Yes Dad, Abi. You guys be careful on the road."
"Thank you Abi, Dad. It's been aiding Akmal and Cyra's wedding. It can go as well as yesterday."
"Later before you go home. Sit first in the family room. There's something Akmal wants to tell you all."
Although I feel confused and curious. The parents still agreed with Akmal. And at this time they were all sitting in the living room after breakfast, while waiting for Akmal who was entering the room back.
Arriving in the family room. Akmal then gave four tickets at once to his two parents and to his two in-laws.
"This is what, son?" ask abi Rashid.
"That's an umrah ticket for all of you Abi."
"Goddessa. Tabarokallah. It's really you talking about the four of us, son?" umma Nada felt very moved.
Even though they have all been umrah. But when you get the opportunity to perform the holy worship again. Their hearts trembled and felt moved by the gift Akmal had given him.
Akmal nodded his head. "Yes Umma. It was an expression of Akmal's gratitude. For the favor that God has given Akmal."
Umm Nada cried. "God."
"Are you and Cyra going to join us, Akmal?" ask Rafiq's father.
"No! Let's go Daddy. If Aiza's age is even greater."
"When are we leaving, son?" ask abi Rashid.
"Two weeks Abi. Everything Akmal has prepared. You four just leave."
Abi Rashid suddenly stood up from his seat. And immediately hugged Akmal tightly as an expression of gratitude to him.
Cyra smiled sweetly behind her niqab. And he felt proud, seeing the amazing surprise that the husband had given to his two parents and also his in-laws.
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