When He Was Sick
#35
Azzura and Dina headed to the Salon not far from the boutique. This salon only serves women, its employees are also all women. Including the janitor.
"Come, Brother." Dina held Azzura's hand.
"Welcome to our salon." Greet Salon employees.
"Yes, Brother. I'm the same brother I want treatment from head to toe, the same later in make up okay." Dina.
"Good, please. Ladies." Salon employees smile.
Azzura and Dina follow the salon employees, then the employees invite Azzura and Dina into the SPA room.
"Please take the ladies off their clothes and use this." Employees give towels.
"Din, the time we use this anyway. I'm so embarrassed." Whisper Azzura, he felt ashamed if he only used a towel. Because this is the first time Azzura treatments to the salon.
"It's okay, brother. Here all the employees are women, so brother just calm down. There's not a single man here, brother." Dina explained.
"But be ashamed, Din."
"Udah is okay, Brother change there. I changed there." Dina shows the direction of the bathroom.
"Yes dech." Forced Azzura to follow Dina's will.
"Today I went to the salon, I swear I was so embarrassed. If my body sees anyone else, even if they're girls." Azzura said in his heart.
Azzura and Dina had changed clothes with a towel wrapped around the chest, then they were put on their stomachs. They'll be in massage.
At first Azzura felt uneasy, because his body was held. But for a long time he felt relaxed.
"Oh Allah, what a pleasure. This is how SPA feels, the body becomes more delicious and light." Azzura said in his heart.
"Ck, he said embarrassed and uncomfortable. He even enjoyed, until he fell asleep. Haha." Dina looked at Azzura who was sleeping.
Soon, they were in SPA. Continue creambath and mani pedi nail.
"It turns out that the treatment to the salon takes a very long time and gradually, it's really troublesome." Azzura murmured in his heart.
Dina was busy replying to Azzam's message and secretly Dina photographed Azzura, but only her Azzura finger. Making Azzam furious with the behavior of his cousin's sister.
"What time are you done?a long time ago." Message from Azzam.
"Udah do not bring, later you also know the results yourself. Anyway will not be disappointed, everyone trust Dina." Dina replied to Azzam's message.
After creambath and seminal pedi nail, they are in make over. Azzura was already bored, as they had been in the Salon for most of the day.
Before long, they were already in make over and were already wearing the dress they had just bought.
"God, my sister is beautiful. I'm up to pangling." Dina was amazed to see the beauty of Azzura.
"Masa?isn't this an exaggeration, Din?. I don't feel good about dressing up like this." Azzura felt insecure.
"Ih! Big Brother must be confident, this big brother is very beautiful inside out. Come on princess spirit, we're off to the party." Dina cheers on Azzura.
"Yes, Din. But later there you don't leave it alone huh, I don't know anyone but your family."
"Silence, Brother. I'm not leaving brother, yes we're leaving."
"Yuk."
They walked gracefully towards the car, everyone who was in the salon stared in amazement at the beauty of Azzura and Dina. Then they flocked to ask salon employees, so that they were groomed like Azzura and Dina.
Put them in their destination, and the lights go out. But it looks like a star, those lights are also around the flower. So it adds a beautiful look, but make Azzura not. Because he felt scared.
"Din, I'm dead the lights." Azzura was a little scared.
"Follow the little lights, brother. I'm going to the toilet for a second." Dina.
"But I'm afraid to be alone, Din."
"Sister, just calm down. Trust me, Brother follow those little lights huh. I'll be followed, because I can't stand it."
"Yes, dech. I wait there, yeah. Don't you stay long, yeah." Azzura did not feel suspicious at all.
"Yes, my sister is beautiful. My dear brother."
Azzura walked slowly following the small lights, suddenly the lights highlighted himself. He's getting more scared.
"Oh my God, this is what happened. I'm scared, Din... Dina.. where are you." Azzura called out Dina's name.
Listen, my lady
I'll tell you tonight
Sacred desire for you, my goddess
Listen to this seriousness
I want to impeach you
'The first and last
Don't you refuse and make me broken
I'm not gonna repeat 'to ask
This one belief in my heart
I am the best for you
"Azzura Bareeka, I Azzam Mahendra proposed to you to be my life partner and mother of my children. Will you accept my proposal?." The man was Azzam, the lamp highlighting Azzam's body. Azzura covered his mouth with both hands, he felt disbelief. In front of him is Azzam.
Azzam approached Azzura, then knelt down.
"Azzura Bareeka will you be my wife and the mother of my children."
"It's really surprising to me, only this time someone proposed to me like this."
"I will do everything for you, so that you can be happy with me. I can't promise you anything, but I'll try my best. To make you happy and no tears will come out of your eyes, only tears of happiness. How will you be my wife."
"I'm ready, mas." Answer Azzura shyly.
"Alhamdulillah, thanks. Dear." Azzam kissed Azzura's hand.
"Yes, Mas. You're welcome."
The lights are turned back on, around there are already Umi Aisyah, Abi Ismail, Alex, Dina and a new husband and wife Ibrahim and Zahwa. They are happy, in the end Azzam and Azzura are getting married.
"Umi, Abi, Alex, Baim, Zahwa and Dina." Azzura.
"Mom, Papa. Then we can sleep three." Alex is happy, then hugs Azzura and Azzam.
"Yes, honey." Azzam holds Alex.
"You are from earlier even hold-hold, not yet legitimate. Can't not be over the bush." Umi Aisyah tapped Azzam's ear.
"Oohh, Mi. Sick, it's me holding Alex later afraid of falling." Azzam held Alex tight so as not to fall.
"Ami doesn't want to be married next week to Azzura." Umi Aisyah looked upset.
"By pleasure, Umi." Azzam was happy.
"Are you not going too fast?." Azzura felt too fast, not resisting.
"It's better, baby, if it's faster."
"But I want my real father to marry me, Umi." Azzura.
"Yes tomorrow we go there, Umi already know the address of both your parents."
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In sambi make cake... 😉😉😉😉