HIJRAH LOVE
CHAPTER 81

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The clock shows at 04:00 in the morning. I also woke up to hear the sound of the dawn prayer that had been reverberating because it was very clearly heard from my home.

Before I got out of my bed, I saw a very funny sighting. Where my husband and son hugged each other while sleeping. They are so adorable. I was so happy to see their intimacy. Although Juna wasn't born from my womb, Julian loved her very much.

After a little contemplation on the prayer mats my heart began to feel calm and I rushed to wake Yulian so that he woke up and immediately performed his obligatory prayers, namely, morning prayers.

"Pig... Darling.j 3ae. jaayzxtxwake yuk prayer dawn first." My whisper was close to his ear.

"*Sayan*g, just a second!" He replied in a still hoarse voice while twinkling his eyes slowly.

After Yulian had woken up, I headed to the kitchen to help mom cook. Because, it is impossible if I do not help my mother, while sister Maryam most do not like the smell of cooking. Because, if he smelled something like the smell of rice vapor, he would be nauseous and even vomit.

"What's that like when you're pregnant in the first trimester?" I asked inwardly.

"Aisha.... Ayesha...!" Call Miss Laila.

"Ah yes ma'am... What did mom say?" I asked my mother because I was daydreaming about something.

"Why are you daydreaming? Is there a problem?" Ask my mother.

"Not really mom. Justjust... Aisyah just wondered what the hell it was like pregnant people. Was... Aisyah just imagined that Aisyah was pregnant, continues like sister Maryam so. It feels like Aisyah can't afford it." I try to be honest with my mother.

"Astagfirullah... So you've been thinking about that?" Said my mother with a chuckle.

"Kok mom even laughed anyway with Aisyah's curse." My move while weaving my lips forward however, was invisible because it was covered by my veil.

"Ma'afin dear mother, I didn't mean to laugh at you. It's just funny." Reply to Laila's mother with a smile. But it still makes me feel a little upset. I stopped helping my mother and went to my room. Fortunately, the cooking process for breakfast is over.

"Why you, baby?" Asked Yulian who saw me pouting.

"Umi's once again with abi's mother." Answer me with a ketus.

"Why is it like mom? Can't be like that. Your mother is your mother, dear. What's really going on?" Yulian asked as she looked at me and grasped my palm.

I told Yulian everything and wished for his defense, but I was laughed at by him. I became more and more angry with my husband.

"Yes, ma'afin abi then. Abi did not mean to laugh at Umi the truth, but how to explain it. Tell you what, then, how about we do it again. Who knows if Umi can get pregnant and feel how pregnant it is."

I'm getting so upset with Yulian. Why does his brain turn into a perverted brain. Is every husband like that that time huh? Hohoho...! But actually, I also wonder what it's like to be pregnant.

"Don't sulk dong umiku darling, abi ask ma'af then. Ma'afin abi yes dear!" Yulian said with a plea.

"Emmm... All right, umi ma'afin abi." Reply with a smile.

Somehow Yulian was able to melt my heart back. So that my heart was broken and in the end we made up again and did little romantic things.

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The sun has started to rise and we are now getting ready to attend mas Joko's wedding. It was fortunate that Yulian had recovered from her illness, so she could attend this important event.

After a few hours we arrived at the residence of Humaira. I became more curious about his face. Surely she is beautiful, kind and certainly fits with the mas Joko who is so handsome and dashing.

"Wahh... Pangantin candidates do not groggy yes later when saying the sentence of marriage contract." Yulian teased her brother.

After a few minutes we arrived, the wedding ceremony will be held soon. Invitational guests are welcome to sit and occupy their respective seats that have been prepared.

So loud and firm when he said the sentence in one breath. I was so moved and imagined about my wedding.

Unfortunately, I was in a coma. However, I remain grateful because Allah SWT still gives me life and is juxtaposed with a husband who always patiently accompanies in my shortcomings. In fact, it's not just that . He was my greatest man, because he was a strong man and never complained in facing me who sometimes felt annoyed or angry and chatty to him.

"Why is she crying?" Asked Yulian who was sitting next to me.

"Umi was just imagining how happy umi was when abi said that sentence outstretchedly, firmly and in one breath." I answered with a long breath.

After hearing the outpouring of my heart, Yulian tried to calm me down in her arms. Until I sank into a very warm embrace.

The wedding is over. The guests have also returned home, including Muchtar's father, Laila's mother, Brian's father, Mama Maria and the couple who are happily waiting for their second child. As for me, Yulian and Juna still live briefly in the house of the bride with my mother and father-in-law to say goodbye specifically to the in-laws of Joko mas.

"Ma'af sir... Ma'am... I as Papa from Joko entrust Joko to Father and Mother. Reprimand him if he doesn't understand." My father-in-law said to the bride's two parents.

"Yes Sir... Ma'am... We will try to do our best for Joko when we stay here. And vice versa, we leave our daughter to Joko and the family of the Father and Mother when she later lives at the house of Mother and Father." Reply to the bride.

When my father and mother-in-law were chatting for a while in a different room, Yulian and I were also chatting with the newlyweds.

"When are you going home, papa?" Tanya Yulian to mas Joko.

"God willing, tomorrow we go home. " Answer to Joko.

There is no reception in either side of the family. Because, mas Joko does not want to organize his marriage in general and luxurious. Enough thanksgiving with the arrival of a big family.

"Sorry, you're Mas Joko's sister?" Ask the bride to us.

"Yes, I'm Yulian Mas Joko's younger brother and this is my wife Aisyah, the little one is our son." Julian answered explaining.

"July? Aisha?" Tanya Humaira made sure.

"Yes!" Julian answered briefly.

"Ma'af. Then you are Yulian Nugraha who owns the company in Cairo? And you are Aisyah Fadilah the famous designer who veiled it?" Humaira asked curiously.

"Emmm... Ja. That's us." Julian replied with a smile. As well as me, I replied with a smile.

"God, thank You for meeting me with my idol." Humaira said happily.

Mas Joko who saw the strangeness with his wife's attitude, he immediately asked her.

"Why are you Humaira's deck?" Ask Joko.

"No mas. Adek did not expect to be able to meet and have a brother-in-law like them. A married couple who both have a business that makes them so successful. And adek also heard that these two are a couple living together. Because, Yulian Nugraha with his confidence and love for Aisha, he married Aisha Fadilah who was in a coma. And that's very moving. Even if God's will is different, that they will be separated, so pray that they may be reunited in Allah's paradise." He answered while removing the clear water that soaked his cheeks.

"Alhamdulillah Humaira Allah has united us in the world. And may we be found in God's heaven." I answered with a big smile behind my veil.

"Amin Ya Robbal Alamin!" Reply Yulian, brother Joko and brother Humaira together.

Although we chatted for a while, we were instantly able to get along with each other. And our conversation was interspersed with crisp laughter.