My best friend, Maduku
Knitting love

The sound of the cock crowing signifies that the time has come. Alsya wriggled her body in the warm embrace of Anand's body. When his eyes opened, the first time he saw was the face of Anand who was very close to his face.

Alsya smiled her smile at the face of the husband who was still sleeping soundly. He remembered the moment last night that made both of them so exhausted.

Alsya's hands raised rubbed her husband's face, from the eyes continued down to the nose and then moved to the cheeks and ended up on her lips. Alsya smiled more and more fondly considering that the lips had ever touched him.

Anand's eyes were open. Alsya was slightly shortened when she found out that her husband had woken up and she was currently smiling sweetly looking at Alsya's face.

"Woke up from earlier ?." Anand asked with a typical hoarse voice of waking up.

Alsya. " New." He replied while blushing in shame and stopping his activities exploring the face of the husband.

"Where ?." Ask Anand suddenly. A question that Alsya did not understand at all because it was so ambiguous.

Alsya knitted her brows in confusion. "What is it ?." Ask.

"That,."

"That's what the hell ?."

Anand drew closer to Alsha's ear. "Still telling me your husband is weak ?." His scales were right near Alsya's ears.

Alsya's face was increasingly blushed to hear Anand's words. She immediately poked her face in the chest of her husband's field.

Anand chuckled at Alsya's bashful behavior. He clenched tightly onto his wife's petite body and kissed Alsya's forehead feelingly.

"Have you, a yuk bath ?!." Anand outlined her embrace.

"Hhhh, take a bath by yourself."

"Why?, good to take a shower together so it'll be over quickly."

"A'." Alsya stared at her husband's face.

Anand again chuckled and his hands pulled Alsya's little nose.

"Ihhh sick !." Alsya complained in pain as she put away her husband's jail hand and then he immediately got up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom door.

Coinciding with Alsya bathing, the sounds of the dawn prayer began to reverberate from various directions. Anand who still had not taken a bath she intended to see her son's room which was located next to her room. Anand immediately fixed his clothes and walked out of the room.

The atmosphere of the house is still a little crowded because there are still many relatives who have not returned home, and they occupy the guest rooms in the house from the lower to the third floor because the fourth floor is devoted to special rooms such as gyms, rooms for hydroponic plants, swimming pools, and so on, also a playground for his children. Then the top floor is filled with two main rooms, one used by Alsya and Anand and the other for the son, there are also two rooms that serve as Anand's workspace and study room for Fazal.

Well, that's how dear Anand is to the child he continued because from the time of Fazal's growth from the baby until now always in his monitor so that he seemed to have a strong bond to the development of his son.

Last night, Fazal did go to bed early because the day was too soybean due to the events of his parents. Fazal, who had a baby sitter a week ago last night after Maghrib had slept with his baby sitter in his room.

In front of the door was Inne, the baby sitter Fazal who had just come out of Fazal's room. "Good morning, sir." His greeting is full of respect.

"Morning. Fazal's still sleeping ?." Anand was friendly to everyone.

"Still, sir."

"Well, I want to go inside."

"Yes, please sir." Inne went a little way to give way to Anand.

Anand entered his son's room slowly. On the bed, Fazal was still soundly asleep, curling funnyly while hugging his pillow roll.

Anand approached him and sat down on the edge of Fazal's bed. His hand gently rubbed his son's head for a while then he went back from there and put his son back to the nanny.

Anand went back into his room.

"Aa' where'd it come from ?." Alsha asked her husband.

"Go to Fazal's room, baby. Wait a minute, I'll take a shower first we'll pray together." Anand rushed into the bathroom to clean up.

"Yes." Yeah." Alsya prepared her own prayer equipment and that of her husband.

Alsya went into a small room in his room that was used as a holy place to pray. He took a sturdy shirt, though, sarong also peci in the small cupboard in the room and placed it beside the Qur'an on a special table then he started wearing his mukenya and unfurled two prayer mats with two shaf.

While waiting for the arrival of the husband, Alsya sat quietly on his sajad while discoloring his Quranic recite that still clings firmly to memory.

Anand came out of the bathroom using a towel that only covered part of his body and entered the room that Alsya was waiting for him there.

Alsya stopped his memorization with takbir and hamdalah. Then she turned towards her husband's arrival, welcoming him with her sweet smile.

Anand returned the smile with no less sweetness then stepped up to take the clothes that had been prepared and wear them.

Alsya's understanding attitude is very perfect in the eyes of Anand that makes Anand feel lucky because he has a wife like Alsya. The angel of the world and its afterlife.

Anand began to step over the expanse of his alphabet and prepare to become his wife's priest.

Finishing the prayer and closing it with a prayer, Anand looked back, looking at his wife's face which further made him infatuated. Anand extended his hand to Alsya and Alsya welcomed her with tenderness and affection.

"Come here, Al." Pinta Anand when Alsya has released her hand.

Alsya complied and approached her husband. They were faced with equally stern looks.

Anand rubbed his wife's cheek gently. "Thank you, yeah." His heartfelt words then kissed his wife's forehead.

Alsya smiled and nodded. She already understood the direction for the speech which was none other than for the understanding attitude of Alsya who prepared her husband's prayer equipment.

They finished and reorganized their prayer equipment.

Alsya set her body in the mirror to tidy her hair and wear her hijab and Anand was the same, she was busy wearing her clothes which were already prepared in color in harmony with Alsya's clothes.

"It's over, which ?." Anand asked as he walked closer towards Alsya who was sitting still fixing her hijab.

"At any second, A ." Alsya looks busy sticking needles in her veil.

Anand patiently waited for his wife to finish dressing then after finishing, Anand took Alsya's hand out of the room to meet her family downstairs.

"Ehh, A. I'll see Fazal first." Alsya stopped her steps before arriving at the elevator.

Anand stopped. "Well, we're going to Fazal's room." His words were soft and still holding Alsya's hand stepped towards the door of Fazal's room.

Upon entering, Fazal is seen being taken care of by Inne. Fazal seemed to have just taken a bath and was now wearing his clothes which were also the same color as his abi and Ummi.

Alsya approaches her son and takes over Inne's duties to dress Fazal's petite body.

Anand sat on the edge of his son's bed and watched closely what his wife was doing.

"Ummi."

"Yes, son ?."

"Why didn't it exist ?."

Hearing the question made Anand and Alsya look at each other. "And last night Fazal didn't sleep the same Ummi, son." Anand answered.

"Oh." Fazal mangosteen understands.

Fazal was well-groomed with his clothes. Anand got up from his seat and carried Fazal's tiny body into his trunk and out of the room. And Alsya followed behind him.

They entered the elevator to descend to the lower floor and upon arriving, under his family had already gathered in the dining room table.

Seeing the presence of his cousin's brother who was playing in the yard next to the house, Fazal asked to get down from Anand's sling to approach Rizal, the son of Nisa's mother.

Anand and Alsya can only leave it alone and ask Inne to keep an eye on her son while playing.

"The newlyweds want to stay in the room ?." The Ningrum chirps teased the child and his daughter-in-law who came very late.

Anand only cuek responded but in contrast to Alsya who was currently rumbling violently because of embarrassment.

Umma and Abah were just shaking their heads at the newlyweds' behavior.

"Where are you ?." Fyzha's chirps made everyone stare in confusion at him.

Fyzha who was stared at like that was even like a bitch.

"What is it ?." Nisa's mother is speaking.

"That's loh, mbak... Ihh, time on ngerti sihh ?!." Decak Fyzha starts to get upset himself seeing his family looking at him strangely.

"Well, you're not saying it clearly !." Nareena who also did not understand anything.

"Well, time must be explained ?. You're already in marriage when you don't understand what happened on the first night of the newlyweds."

Everyone immediately laughed off hearing Fyzha's words that looked very innocent. But in contrast to Anand and Alsya who are currently smiling stiffly because that became the subject of conversation.

"Already . Yes we understand. Never mind, we better start breakfast." Aryan started to make a sound. "I'm sorry for the behavior of our family Mr. Misbah..." His words were not good at his iron.

Abah smiled and nodded. "It's okay, they're innocent. I was also quite amused by their behavior." Abah said understandingly.

Aryan nodded.

The breakfast event together began as well as the children who were playing who were also fed by their respective baby sitters.

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