
Bismillaahirrahmaanirrahim. Read first for blessings.
Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, answer first. Compulsory! Happy reading, prepare your heart oh yes, do not forget to read the previous episode yaa. Be prepared to let baperrrrrr. Let us enter the world of Risa which is filled with drama like drakor. But this is not a drakor but a drain (indonesian drama) okay sip thank you bay. Happy reading guys.
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Renaldi that afternoon also went straight back to Jakarta. Same with Ita. Because tomorrow they have to work again.
It is now twenty-five days after my mother's departure and my marriage to Ahmad.
Rina has completed the UN and graduated with the highest grade in the province of Bandung. He received scholarships throughout the city, including the city of Jakarta, and favorite schools in the country. Many schools also offer, ranging from private and public. Rina chose a religion-based school. He also wanted to stay in the pesantren. Finally he decided to receive a scholarship in the city of Garut. His pesantren name is Annur.
O Allah, my brothers and sisters are all godly and pious. I'm grateful. Rika and Rita have also finished doing UN. They will now enter MTs. Reki will be admitted to primary school this year.
Reki also wants to go to school while living in pesantrens like Rika and Rina. I just assented. Because it is a noble request.
Today I delivered Reki, Rita, and Rina. They were put into one pesantren. And a school foundation.
"Serious spirit to enter the pesantren? Reki was a kid, you know."
"Seriously, dong. Kan, in the pesantren there are also many small children, Tea. Amir and Amar also entered the pesantren. They're my best friends."
"Yaudah, if so you must be serious in the boarding school. To be a poor boy. Agreed?"
"Agreed!" shout Reki. I smiled and hugged him.
Sorry for the drops, yes, Ki. Rarely is she beside you.
Reki let go of my embrace. "Teh, later if Teteh already in his house A Ahmad, Teteh do not forget to come back here, yes. Come around. Look at me, Rika Tea, Rita Tea the same as Rina Tea in the pesantren."
"Tea promise," I said.
"Promise," Reki hooked her little finger with my little finger.
"Yaudah, Reki entered the boarding school, yes Tea. Assalamu'alaikum," he kissed the back of my hand. Then kissed the back of Ahmad's hand, my husband.
"Come Rican Tea, Rita Tea, Rina Tea. Come in," he asked Rika, Rita and Rina who had been sitting next to me.
"Teh, Rita loves each other."
"Simmediately look at us, yes." Continue Rica.
"Yes dear. I hugged them."
Rika and Rita go with Reki.
Rina got up from her seat and then swallowed me tightly. "May Teteh love A Ahmad" whispered Rina then went to the holy prison. The path to the Divine Paradise. I'm shrinking my tears.
"Aamiin," I said in my heart.
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Now, I'm moving house. To Ahmad's house in Jakarta with Rendi. Rendi's a kid, I'll take care of her.
Rendi sat sweetly on my lap. See the crowded and crowded streets of Jakarta. Huhhf, after all this time in my hometown I have finally come here as well.
Oh yeah, a few days ago I called Andrea. I resigned as a skeertarian. Because I am now my husband's secretary. I mean, now I have to serve my husband as a good wife. So, you know.
Me, Rendi and Ahmad arrived home. Randy has his own room. The room is cute and there are lots of toys. Apparently the housekeeper had everything ready. I call him Mpok. Because he wants to be called that.
Rendi was asleep in her room. He seems very tired.
I sat on the lip of the bed after I finished putting my clothes in the closet. And some of my personal stuff to his place.
So tired.
Ahmad went into the room with a glass of warm sweet tea. I received the tea.
"Thank you, yes, Ahmad" I said. Hmmm, if you think it's not good also call the husband by name.
"Together, my dear." Reply Ahmad. He always called me with that call. Unless we have someone else near us. He called me Risa. Not Babe.
"Eu, you have an idea?"
"What idea?"
"It feels bad that I call you Ahmad."
"Euuu, I'm also lacking in horror. Hehe," he chuckled.
"Eum." I'm thinking hard. "A, Dad, Papa, Abi, Abu, Aba. Well, yes! What if I call you Aba?"
"Prophe?" then he raised an eyebrow. "May as well" he smiled.
"Yesss," I grinned. "Well, you're calling me,"
"Ama," said Ahmad, uh oops. I mean aba.
"Smart!" peekikku then laughed. Ahmad laughed too. Oh, Aba means. Duhhh, kaok.
I hugged Aba without realizing it. Aba returned my embrace. I too was late in his arms.
That afternoon, the sky and dusk seemed to give me warmth. I'm getting more comfortable in Ahmad's arms. The man who is now my husband.
I tried to open my heart to her, so that the sting from her would enter my heart. So that I can love her for real. I heard Ahmad's heart beating into my ear. It was beating fast, just as fast as Andrea's.
Hmmm, I took a breath. I still hugged her, for some reason I felt comfortable in her arms. Ahmad kissed my forehead and I dissolved in the shade of the love he gave me.
I closed my eyes.
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Connect .... CURHAT SESSION, skip it if you do not want to read wkwk: I update cepet because I love you readers. I hope you guys avenge my struggle with positive comments and voteee. Like. Please, I participated in this novel at the Mangatoon contest. May he win.
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Hope the novel is useful. Friday do not forget to read Al-Kahfinya yaa. Here's a quote from me: Appreciate the author by giving like votes and positive comments as much as possible. Cool quote, right? Yadong, okay happy reading the next chapter, hope you like it. Be willing to let nyes and imprint on the chest. Guaranteed baper, but please heal independently, because I do not have baper drugs. Wkwk, not funny, okay ignore my opinion that is not qualified. Jump to the next episode happy reading my friends all hehe.
Friday, 10 Jan 2020
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