Khadija

Khadija
Kun fayakun's


...72. Kun fayakun's....


What to buy, Tar?” ask Blue.


“Many! I bought headphones, microphone, Audio Interface, Portable XLR Recorder, same one more, which he said looks like a tea filter.”


“Pop filter?”


“Well, that! Macem-macem really cake in the word tea filter.”


“Lo also the one who edits?”


“Gak lah, kek no other work, work that you live only still very pr. Edit business let Moza if not yes Fadli.”


Blue chuckles at Dentar's nagging work, all because Kha whines about asking to buy equipment to make a podcast. Not only that, Dumbness also stories if he admitted his distress when teaching Kha to make a podcast because since pregnancy Kha experienced an extraordinary mood swings. A moment happy, a moment sad, the next second could be crying curled up in the corner of the studio.


“Dengerin aja deh, tuh babes bini Lo who has successfully made me mumet!” said Dumbly annoyed.


Blue installs the earphones and then plays the file that Kha sent to Gentar's email.


“Hai Mas, Assalamualaikum ... Meet again with me,” greet Kha at the opening of his podcast, “eh, I see you anyway, wrong ya! I mean, meet again the same voice I.”


Blue smiled when she heard Kha's voice laughing softly.


“Oiya, last week we have created a four-month event for our baby, you know. I am so happy that all the family can come. Sampe nini sama aki also came from Bandung. Nini said she wanted to meet you, but unfortunately could not stay long in Jakartanya. We will take a trip to Bandung, Mas. To Aki's place with Nini, met ateu Nahda as well, Mas'kan did not know them. Later I will know my husband who is the most handsome to the family in Bandung.” said Kha in conjunction with a soft laugh.


“Yesterday at the event ngapati, ustadzah who lecture said that when the fetus is 120 or 4 months old, it is the time the fetus is blown up in the spirit. No wonder, Mas, in my flat stomach there is a trust that is alive and growing. I was also advised to read letters to our children. Such as Luqman's letter, Surat Al-Mu’minuun verses 12-14, Joseph's Letter verses 1-16, Maryam's Letter verses 1-15 or its entirety, and Surah ar-Rahman verses 1-78. Help us read to our children from there, yes, Mas.”


“Mas ... If you don't want to see me, I'm fine. I will take good care of our child. Thank God your son is good, he never makes his mother difficult. Not making his mother nauseous, or cravings are strange. Uh, cravings anyway like, because since pregnant I like to eat ferocious asem.” said Kha while chuckling.


“But you also promised me yes, Mas. Never blame yourself for what has happened, be assured it is the will of God. Stay confident like the Blue Mas I met the first time. Must still believe in the performance of Kun fayakun.”


“Bye, Mass ... Healthy always yes, Wassalamu'alaikum.”


Blue closes podcast hear teardrops. The sound of Kha accompanied by a touch of instrumental backsound classical music makes Blue mind calm when listening.


One thing Blue only realized about his wife, besides being beautiful, gentle, good at hiding her sadness, and patient, it turns out Kha is also smart and creative. He had a lot of ideas to do what he wanted. As of now, like the proverbs of many roads to Rome, not given permission to come to the lecture, he can make a podcast to stay connected with him.


However, the reality remains unable to erode the mountains to the concerns that Blue feels. All things related to the status of himself and his son, he was really afraid that it would become a problem later on.


How could he not worry, thinking about the title that his son will bear after birth later makes Blue very sliced. ‘An ex-narapida’ boy or even still status as ‘narapida’. So heavy is the burden that Blue gives to their child. Although Kha often said that he was the hero who had saved the life of Kha and her son, still did not make Blue proud.


“Yes Allah, I need your Kun fayakun now.” murmured Blue while rubbing his face rough.