
Three days since the birth of his little angel, Arsya was ready to announce the happy news. At the same time clarifying the news circulating in cyberspace.
Jimmy's been telling the viral news about the model. They have also discussed the steps they will take.
This is where Arsya is at the moment. In Jimmy's management office. The man sat in front of the war seekers. With Jimmy as manager of course.
Arsya looked calm. Sometimes a sweet smile on his lips when there are colleagues who invite him to speak. The opportunity was not missed by the news seeker to point the camera at the model.
When Jimmy told him that the press conference was ready, Arsya immediately opened the event himself.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu."
Arsya's greetings were answered in unison by the group of reporters who were in front of him.
"Good night to everybody, so what's there to ask?" arsya said, joking.
The joke was also answered by the laughter of news seekers. The aura of happiness was clearly reflected on the face of the model. A friendly smile becomes Arsya's lip-decorator. Very different from the Arsya they used to know.
"Mas Arsya, how Mas Arsya responded to the viral video. Is the news true, if Mas Arsya re-referenced with his ex-wife?" A journalist does not miss an opportunity. He immediately threw a question.
"My wife's name is Alisha, if you remember," Arsya said with a joke.
The reporters laughed. Apparently Arsya does not like the mention of 'former wife' to Alisha.
Arsya spoke again after the laughter of the reporters subsided. "So it's true, what is in vidio circulating in cyberspace today is me and my wife. It was three days ago when my wife really wanted to eat a cupcocki. As a standby husband, I can't help but obey."
"And is it true, Mas, if now Ma'am Alisha has given birth?" ask another journalist.
"That's true too. After eating a canki, my wife said that she was ready to give birth because her desire to eat the canki was obedient. Well, true. That night my wife gave birth. So for those of you who have wives who are pregnant, if you speak carefully. Words can be prayers, right." Arsya still answered every question with a joke.
"So Mas Arsya's son and Ma'am Alisha, boy or girl, Mas?"
Questions kept being thrown by journalists. Because the question is still about the viral news, Arsya quite answered casually.
"Alhamdulillah, my daughter."
"What's his name, Mas?"
Reporters can't wait to know the model's controversial baby name. Because this will be the most selling news at least the next week. They all put ears on.
"My wife and I agreed to give the name of Binar Faradisa."
"If you can figure out what that means, Mom?"
Repeatedly, journalists are talking about the birth of Arsya's baby.
"The Light of Heaven. May our daughter be our light and helper in the Hereafter."
"Mas, can you show me a picture of her daughter?"
Arsya responded with a smile. "Sorry, I think it's enough to get here. Thanks for everything."
Arsya resigned. He stood up and left the conference table. Arsya does not want to publish a photo of her little daughter. Let the photos he takes become private collections not public consumption.
All for the sake of privacy. Also to avoid various vile slanders from people who do not like Arsya or Alisha.
After the press conference, Arsya immediately returned to the hospital. It's Alisha's last night and the baby's there. Tomorrow they are allowed to go home.
While in the hospital, Arsya never left his wife and children. He continues to accompany Alisha along with Naima.
The morning after completing the hospital administration, Arsya accompanied Naima to bring home Alisha as well as a beautiful baby named Binar. Jimmy was also there to help Arsya take care of the administration. According to his wishes first they will immediately occupy a new house.
"Assalamualaikum," Alisha said before entering the house.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied Bi Sumi also Nining compactly.
Bi Sumi immediately congratulated Alisha. Not forgetting that he was holding his master's baby.
"It's Nining, huh?" ask Alisha.
"Yes, Buk," replied the two-headed girl standing next to Bi Sumi.
"Yes, Mother. This is Nining, who will help in this house" Bi Sumi replied.
Everything was planned. Surya Bagaspati's old house will be sold Arsya. Then move into this new house. Naima also went with him.
Bi Sumi chose to retire. In his stead Bi Sumi offered a job to his nephew Nining. Bi Sumi herself will return home with her husband.
While Mr. Anton, chose to be the driver of the Arsya family. He said he wanted to fulfill a promise to his former employer, Surya Bagaspati, to help keep the child and daughter-in-law of Surya.
But Arsya has given him the option to work elsewhere which allows Anton's salary to be greater. The experience of being an aide to Surya Bagaspati who incidentally a politician must be a plus for Anton. In fact, the man prefers to serve the child of Surya Bagaspati.
"Let's go in, instead on standing in front of the door," asked Budhe Laras.
Not to forget Alisha greeted Pakdhe Imran and Budhe Laras who were also waiting for him in the new house.
"Bi Sumi came home later after I'm Binar, huh, Bi?" alisha said as she walked into the house.
"Yes, Ma'am, Bibi will help you clean up first. If you don't bother Aunt just came home."
"Thank you, Bi."
One by one they went into the house. After this, they will be busy with the wedding of Binar. Not fancy the event that they will title enough to cut one goat and distributed to neighbors also invite orphans at the event of their studies to be degree.
Seeing the happiness on the face of his wife and his sister and her employees, Arsya tears shed because of haru. The happy family that he had dreamed of since then will now be realized through his small family.
His wife and daughter should get his love and affection. With Naima, the only brother she has. Arsya still has a big responsibility to take Naima to the wedding.
May his sister find the right match, who can guide and accept Naima with all the shortcomings that exist in the girl.
"Mas Arsya why?" Alisha who realized Arsya's tears couldn't bear to ask.
Soon Arsya removes the liquid that melts on the cheeks. "I'm happy .. very happy," Arsya said.
He pulls Alisha in his arms. Smacked the woman's head many times while saying thank you.
In her husband's arms Alisha was unable to hold back tears. He is just as happy as Arsya.
"Help me to turn this family into sakinah, mawadah, and rahmah."
Alisha nodded with tears flowing in Arsya's arms.
"Thank you to everyone" Arsya repeated.
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