Love In My Bow
Apple morning 2

" I'm sorry "that word is heard in Zayyan's ears right now.

" Say it again! Worried about my hearing being wrong" zayyan told zizah with a smile and expected a reply. Zizah who was still lowered her head then said it once more.

" I'm sorry," he turned back. Zayyan stopped the car.

" Married me!" zayyan's invitation makes the zizah look up. He then responded.

" I said sorry, not about marriage. The answer is like that?" ask zizah seriously.

" Don't you pity me for waiting too long" zayyan protested at the zizah.

" hc ... I never told you to wait for me," replied Zizah as she looked at him.

" But I left because I wanted you to understand that I actually care about you very much" Zayyan said.

" But it doesn't seem like it," he answered making a zizah gurgle. Because zayyan for many years still keeps the same taste for him. Zizah was deeply moved by the young man.

" Come zizah until when am I not married like this? Less long is my wait? Even I have made you do evil to someone" said zayyan lethargic.

" Wait a few more days to wait for my answer" replied the zizah who finally inevitably made zayyan nod.

" Okay," he answered.

After a few days later. Both izdi and the others had finished with their honeymoon period they had to return home to return to their daily activities.

" We're leaving now y baby!" take izdi to the wardah. Wardah nodded at her husband.

When they're all on the plane. Neither izdi, Rangga nor azzam commented they were cool with their respective wives. They maintain privacy even though the holidays are in the same place.

Arriving in indonesia ...

" Kok ... It feels silent please, right?" sindir izdi with a discordant tone but joking. Rangga looked over while chuckling.

" We're still new to temperature. So give us a chance to the new first do not ruin the beauty of our lives. Haha. Well we first iz, mas azzam," said rangga to the two couples.

" okay ... Be careful," izdi and mas azzam replied.

" iz ... Our wardah is also first!" pamit fatimah's. Wardah and izdi nodded in unison like a parade.

" okay ... I'll see you later" replied the wardah happily. Fatimah and Azzam left.

Izdi looked at his wife while teasing....

" Are we, baby? Where ya go!" take izdi while thinking. Wardah pinched her husband.

" Play time is up. Time to get back to my son. Don't lengthen it anymore" replied the wardah with a jolt. He starts to step outside the airport and izdi chases him.

" Okay ... Lady iz!" izdi's exclaim to his wife. Wardah smiled happily.

Finally, wardah can breathe fresh air again in Indonesia. He missed his son so much. It has been a week in the country people make him want to embrace the adzkan directly. Izdi took his wife to his private car.

On the way home. Izdi just kept holding the hand of the wardah occasionally on the loose to fix the wheel. Izdi was very grateful. At this time what he expected was that his wife was soon pregnant again. He wanted to feel what the fathers were going through when his wife got pregnant.

Arriving at the izdi residence. They were welcomed by his son. He ran very happily to them. Izdi smiled happily, the little one ran to hug his mother.

" Kangen ma" he said.

" Mama is also missing, baby. How was it not that fussy all this time?" ask mommy by spoiling her son.

" Not really ma. Well," he said funny.

" whoa ... Same with mama. How is it, baby!" izdi's sulk on his son. Adzkan laughing.

" Kangen pa. "the answer is then. Adzkan eventually moved the sling at izdi.

Three of them entered his residence. Auntie had prepared a lot of cooking. Izdi and wardah smiled.

Is there a lot of bi? Want a guest?" ask izdi. aunty just shook her head.

" Where are the same Umi aba bi?" ask izdi by looking around. Aunt smiled wryly.

" Bone, sir, shubuh. Because the pesantren has been in residence for a long time," he replied which made izdi nod. Understand why umi and aba should return. They've been here too long.

" We eat first after that break!" exciting izdi. Wardah nodded in agreement. Wardah also took her son.

They also eat together. The aunt and the attendant at her house were invited to eat together. Like family there.

Other circumstances at the house Nasya ...

" Hi ... How did the honeymoon succeed?" goda zayyan to his brother and sister-in-law. Nasya did not answer but Rangga sat down with his brother.

" Go get some rest!" rangga's orders to his wife. Nasya went from there to rest.

" Wehhh ... I even asked for a break, really not. Sister is curious about your honeymoon" said zayyan while lethargic.

" Brother ... What do you want to know?" the tease of the man to his wife's sister.

" Yes ... Dong ngga's goal. Big brother tahubkalian all this time less harmonious," replied zayyan finally. Rangga then held onto her brother's shoulder.

" Thank you brother ... Thanks to our sister enjoying the holiday," answered rangga with a seductive smile.

" Don't be ambiguous dong ngga ... Answer clearly," pinta zayyan.

" Married to dong. Let's know the info!" rangga stood up and wanted to follow his wife.

" No ! That's right dong," exclaimed zayyan to his sister-in-law.

" Make him marry brother. So that my sister doesn't ask us how? Already there do not just go home to flank it. Get him to come!" yelled rangga at zayyan who then disappeared from before him.

" Basic sister there is no akhlaq you yes!" zayyan shouted back. But Rangga who heard from far away just smiled biasedly. He let his brother think so that he immediately married the zizah.

Zayyan then left the house to meet Zizah. Today was a few days after the girl promised her answer. Zayyan also prepared to go to the house of zizah. Rangga who knew her brother's car turned into a smile.

" Eventually out of the house, too" said Rangga.

" Where did you tell my brother to go?" search nasya.

" To the house of zizah," replied a short rangga.

Nasya just sighed. Rangga is still rangga he is still cold on nasya. The honeymoon between them was just a game.

In the house occupied by zizah ...

" Asaalamualaikum" said zayyan

" Waalaikumsalam," the voice was heard from outside. Zayyan turned his head and sure enough he saw the zizah gardening.

" Why are you gardening early in the morning?" ask zayyan.

" Mumpung holiday. Lah mas himself did it early in the morning here!" exclaim Zizah.

" Want to say the same morning waiting for the answer you promised," replied zayyan directly. Zizah looked at the young man in front of her.

" What am I promising now?" ask zizah.

" don't joke around. If I get angry again, I really don't come back!" zayyan exclaimed this time starting to rile and annoyed.

Zizah seemed to take flowers in front of her to give to zayyan.

" Marry me ! And come to my house once again, ask me to umi not for a casual relationship. But call me as your wife" said Zizah to make zayyan's face sparkle. Until he forgot to hug Zizah.

" Stop there. Keep the boundaries is not halal yet," zizah's answer made zayyan chuckle.

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