Almira's Regret

Almira's Regret
Nervous



"Yeeeeeeeyy I have a new mother," Shafa cried out, making the others hold back laughter except for Mira who looked down embarrassed.


Mira still can't believe it when she becomes a wife. She trembled when she came into contact with the man who was now her husband. Mira's nervousness returns to the material of the guyonan present.


Unlike the more flexible Fahmi. He still smiles at anyone.


After signing the wedding documents and putting the ring on the finger of the wife also handed the mascawine, they enjoyed lunch with other guests.


After the dzuhur adhan, one by one the guests present say goodbye.


"Please change his clothes in your room, right?" fahmi asked the wife who nodded.


"Yes in the guest room, it's legal." Adelia spoke. Although he felt disappointed in Mira but Adelia remained present and did not show her attitude. She was trying to appreciate her brother's choice that couldn't be forced just as much as her choice.


Mira and Fahmi enter the room to change clothes. Fahmi goes to the bathroom and Mira takes Fahmi's clothes from the suitcase that Adelia was carrying.


"Please wait for the congregation" Fahmi said.


"Yes, Mum."


Mira quickly completed her turn. When going to pray congregation Syifa even cry. Mira was forced to break the congregational prayer so that it could be her turn. Risk of having a baby.


Mira breastfeeds her baby first. The tight straw from the little one made Mira smile. He rubs his cheeks and he kisses.


Now you have a father, son. No papa despite the fall of stepfather but God willing he will protect the city well. Seneng has no father?


"Sister Mira!" shafa's voice came knocking on the door.


Mira came down from the sofa to open the door.


"I want to see the baby" Syafa said as the door opened.


"Come still but can't be brisik, dad again pray."


"okay."


Since Syifa had not yet let go of her ASI, Mira chose to lean on the headboard and Syafa went up next to her.


"Funny, the baby's drink is tight" Syafa said with a laugh. Though he said okay so as not to be noisy but he forgot because he was too happy.


Fahmi was done, he extended a hand to control the top of his wife's head that closed his eyes while leaning.


"Shalat first, let mas and brother take care of Syifa. Is that right, brother?"


"I'm a big brother, dad?"


"Here we have Ade."


When it will be put to sleep on the bed the baby is back to crying. Be carried by Fahmi because Mira must fulfill the obligation.


When Mira finished it turned out that Fahmi also fell asleep while leaning. Poor he must be tired because of sleep deprivation last night. Next to him was Shafa who was also asleep.


After folding and storing his prayer tools. Mira was about to take Syifa but instead woke up the husband.


"His sleep is right, let's not be sore." Mira justifies the pillow for her husband.


Fahmi who was really sleepy just followed what Mira said without protesting. He went back to hugging his daughter-Syafa.


***


At night Mira was again struck by nervousness. Will the husband ask him to serve?.


Fahmi was lucky to understand it. When Mira came out of the bathroom and changed her clothes with her pyjamas, Fahmi patted the empty side next to her. Ask Mira to join.


Although nervous he still went up to the bed. Fahmi stretches out a hand for Mira to get into the arms.


"Hmm?"


"Yes bugup?" I know you still ask. "Calm down, I'll wait for you to be ready. It doesn't have to be tonight either. We still have other nights. Can I open the hood?"


Mira nodded in agreement with the feeling that continued to thump.


"Beautiful," praise Fahmi assembling with his down-and-blush wife. As a man who has been fasting for a long time, there are certainly struggling in other parts. But she wants Mira to feel comfortable with this marriage. Be patient despite feeling anxious and wanting to pounce. "Thank you for the face, Dek. Lookatme!"


Cup.


One kiss landed on the lips. Actually wanted a long time but once again he wanted Mira to feel comfortable first.


Mira raised her face, "Mas?"


"Hmm?" When talking Fahmi will look at his wife full of love.


"If ... if Mas wants now I .. I'm ridha."


"No, Honey. I want to be like this first. Want us to get to know each other first before we get to know the anstomy of the body."


Being called dear by her husband again presents a red tinge on Mira's cheeks.


"After this what do you want?" He asked drunkenly rubbing the top of his wife's head. The sweet doctor Fahmi.


"I don't know what I want yet. What I'm thinking now is how I should be a good mother and a good wife."


"We'll learn together, honey. Don't hesitate to rebuke me if I'm wrong. Don't hesitate to ask anything from me!"


Mira nodded.


I don't know what time they spend talking. Until Mira falls asleep first. No zafaf night for tonight.


Fahmi distinguishes the sleeping position of the wife. Raise the blanket to cover the chest. He kissed the wife's wish and said good night.


For a moment he was good at the face of his wife who was still unyu-unyu. Tight eyelashes, a runny nose, thick eyebrows without make up and red lips that wave asking in a kiss.


Instead of being held by Adam below, Fahmi chose to come into the blanket and beat his wife from behind until she fell asleep.


Mira wakes up hearing Syifa cry. He felt strange because there was a firm hand that hugged him but a second later he realized that he already had a husband.


Funny enough, he usually wakes up and sleeps alone, but now and forever there will be a husband in his room.


Feeling there was a move from his wife, Fahmi opened his eyes. He saw his wife come down and take Syifa from her bed. Seeing Mira preparing the diaper and the others Fahmi wakes up.


"Dek can change his diaper."


"Woke up, must be disturbed huh?" Mira feels bad for disturbing the husband's sleep.


"Not disturbed, dear. Can I change it?" He got up and sat down next to Syifa.


Mira agrees. Her husband, the doctor, would have been much more careful than her.


But Mira's expectations of the Sumi were right when she saw the way Fahmi changed her daughter's diaper.


"Don't you think so?" Especially after seeing the baby.


"Son papa, darling once in a while we practice tummy time for him."


"But Syifa is not a baby born old enough."


"God willing he'll be all right, honey. We will train it gradually need not long which is important diligently."


The benefits of tummy time or baby stomach exercises, including exercising the hand and neck muscles, preventing head pain, and much more.