
We leave Rasya and Syafa in America, who are preparing for their return to Indonesia. Yuk, now we see what happened to Ilham and Qonita after returning the honeymoon from the Maldives.
"Assalamualaikum, my Ustadz!" Said Umynya Ilham, when he arrived at the boarding house back. Ilham is very happy because it has reached Indonesia after one week of doing honeymoon in the Maldives with his new wife.
"Sir Kiai, now Umy!" said the santri who chimed in the call of Uminya Ilham. Ilham just smiled listening to his students who simultaneously said that.
"For Umy, your Kiai is still an ustadz! Forever he will be an ustadz in Umy teak! For the Kiai of the day Umy is your Abah Kiai!" uminya Ilham said while stroking her head with compassion. Well that's how a mother is. No matter how big the child, and no matter how high the position of the child, in their eyes, the child is still a child that must still be loved and pampered.
"Whatever Umy's call to Inspiration, Inspiration doesn't mind the important thing! Umy still loves Ilham!" Ilham.
"How's Umy's son-in-law doing? Is it a honeymoon there? Umy hope, hopefully soon there will be good news for all of us. This boarding house, has been quiet for too long, without the cry of a baby!" the hope conveyed by her mother-in-law, became a trigger and encouragement for Qonita to become a good wife for her husband.
"Bo pray for us Umy! May we soon be blessed and given to God to have a child!" said Qonita while glancing at the husband who was now blushing in shame. Well, that's the way it is Inspiration! Although not the first time He had a wife, but he still felt ashamed, when talking about the problem of children openly like that.
"Umy, don't push like that! Later it even became a burden for Qonita, which is important we digalir aja. When We are trusted by God to care for a child. Hopefully that happens is in our readiness mentally and psychologically. So that we are ready and able to nurture and care for him to be a sholeh and sholehah child.
"Of Inspiration! Don't worry! Later, Adrian and Fathu will babysit the baby sister. Om Ilham can focus on teaching the children santri. Don't worry, surely Adrian and Fathu will be good brothers for baby sister!" adrian said cheerfully.
"Master Kyai! We will definitely take good care of the baby sister! We will both love her like our own sister. We don't have a sister here. Is there really no Adrian?" said Fathu did not lose frenzy with Adrian. Adrian just smiled at Fathu, his true friend who never died.
"You guys are good kids! Surely Om Ilham, will be happy if the baby sister is taken care of by you. Take care and play with you!" Ilham then kissed the two handsome boys.
"Sir Kyai! When does the baby come out? I can't wait to play with my baby sister!" asked Fathu innocently. Suddenly everyone laughed. The inspiration that heard the question, glazed over his face.
"Oh, Fathu! You are, exactly like a fool! Of course Om Ilham same Aunt Qonita, must make adek baby first! The baby just came out! And we can play with baby sister!" adrian langtang.
Qonita and Ilham immediately bowed in shame, their cheeks flushed, listening to Adrian's boCil. "Adrians! How to make a baby sister? Do we need to print it with a cake mold?" asked Fathu with his innocent face. Adrian immediately glared listening to Fathu's speech which he thought was too stupid.
"Come! You are a really stupid kid! Did you make your baby wear cake molds? You think you're gonna make a sponge?" at once the people present in the room laughed out loud. For the sake of listening to the chatter of Adrian and Fathu, who have always been the center of attention in the boarding school.
The handsome dul is always the center of attention wherever they are.
"Haha! Yes, yes, yes! You guys are kids, what are you talking about? It's not your context to talk about such a thing! Udah, now you go to your own room! Let Om Ilham or Kiai you can rest and can make a baby sister! Ahhaha!" Uminya Ilham followed the slide of his brain, for a moment. The contagion of Adrian and Fathu who since then, continue to talk about the problem of making adek baby.
"Ih Umy! There-there's! Just be ashamed! Was ah! Go Aby! We're going to the room, instead of yelling at all of them!" with a shy blush, Qonita who was embarrassed once, finally left all of them which was then followed by Ilham behind her.
" Dear are you ready to have a child?" tanya Ilham approached his wife.
"Darling, when I decided to be a wife. There I prepared mentally and physically to be a mother of our children!" qonita said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, that was! Children's jokes and Umy jokes! Don't take it too hard, huh? They only expressed their hope, for this cottage to have a successor. The banner of religion must not stop." said Ilham while embracing his wife.
"Yes, baby! Umy understands too! Umy also wants our children to glorify the asthma of God on this earth. Our children, keep the signs of God on this earth. And Umi hopes, hopefully our children can be sholeh and sholehah children!" qonita said while stroking the hand of her husband who was hugging her from behind.
"Amen! May your prayers be granted by God! And we are soon child-given! Come on, let's get some rest! Prepare to take a shower. Let Aby put all our clothes in the closet!" ilham said while kissing his wife. Qonita was happy because her husband was beginning to show signs of loving her.
"Umi's better to get these clothes done. Aby just go take a shower! How's it?" ask Qonita.
"No dear! You take a shower now! I see, you're so tired! After the shower, you can rest. Aby is still strong, if only just clean our clothes. This is just a little doang, the rest of the dirty clothes that Abi lives put alone in the dirty laundry basket. Really no?" tanya Ilham while pinching the reddish cheek of Qonita.
"Alright Aby, if it's like that! Umy take a shower! Let Umy wash his dirty clothes. We can rest together!" qonita.
"Well, if we sleep together, it won't be that rest, baby!" ilham said seductively to his wife.
"Diddeliver! Since when did this, my husband turned into this mischievous?" Qonita immediately gave a kiss gift to her husband who had seduced her.