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Neighbors Adam and Zahira have been visiting baby Arvind. They were also happy for the little baby's return. Even those who came were not empty-handed but brought something for Zahira's little baby. Some bring baby clothes, a set of eating supplies, diapers, powder, soap etc.

Of course, Adam's mother did not stay silent once their neighbors came to visit her grandson, the mother immediately served food and drinks as snacks for them.

Baby Arvind in the seat of his mother, he was so sleepy despite a lot of babbling from the mothers around him. Not a few of them praised the good looks of baby Arvind who was so similar to Adam. They chatted with Zahira and her mother for a long time so they decided to go home.

"Thank you for your visit here." Mother said greet them one by one while the chips also.

"Yes, you're both Yuk. We also want to know the face of your grandson." One of the mothers represented.

Makes mom and Zahira laugh.

"We're going home. Assalamu'laikum." They walked out of the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Mom and Zahira.

Suddenly baby Arvind cried like he was thirsty.

"Cup. cup Honey.. Adek thirsty yes. Let's go to the mimic room inside, ma'am I'm staying." Zahira said as he stood up.

Mother nodded.

"Yes you come in, for these things let me take you to your room." Answer Mother.

In the room Adam was taking a nap but had to wake up when he heard the sound of baby Arvind crying.

"Why Yank?" Adam asked, leaning his back on the head of the bed.

"Haus Mas, want to mimic." Zahira sat down on the bed, turned to Adam.

"Son, where are you going to put it?" Ask Mom.

"Put it on your bed, ma'am, let me go in the closet myself." Zahira said seeing mom.

Mom also put it on the bed. Adam frowned in surprise at the sight of the myriad baby and other clothes.

"Mom bought it?" Ask Adam.

"No, these are all gifts from the neighbors who came here to see your son." Answer Mother.

"Oh." Nod Adam.

"Yes, mom's out." He said it and it was done by Adam.

"Have you eaten Yank's lunch?" Adam asked and got out of bed, standing in front of his wife.

"It's not yet." Zahira answered while patting baby Arvind's butt.

"Wanna take it?" Adam's Fresh.

"No, I'll take it myself." Push the delicate Zahira.

After feeling full baby Arvind released his mouth from the chest of the mother. Zahira immediately placed it in the middle of the bed with a roll on the right and left sides.

"You take care of Arvind, yes, I want to eat first." Zahira.

"Yes, eat a lot of Yank so that your ASI is more abundant." Said Adam because then the nutrition of his son will be fulfilled.

After Zahira left the room for lunch, the young Papa laid his body again on the right side of his son by removing the bolster. He held the baby Arvind who had closed his eyes.

"Great adult, son, let's play together." Adam said he fell asleep soon.

***

Akmal had come home from school and he immediately entered the house without saying hello because of his thirst so he forgot. Akmal opened the refrigerator to take the cold water and drank it.

"Where's the greeting?" Reprimand the mother while shaking her head to see her youngest child has gone home but does not say hello.

Akmal finished his drink before answering his mother's question.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Akmal said while putting the bottle in the refrigerator.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, so let Mom know that you're home." The mother answered and stretched out her hand to kiss Akmal. Akmal grabbed it.

"Yes Mak sorry, Akmal was thirsty so it was not perfect said greetings." Akmal.

"Now change clothes quickly, do not forget to wash your hands and feet after eating." Mother's orders firmly.

"Ndoro Scorn.." Akmal replied while bowing his head like his mother was the noble queen whose orders he had to obey without any objection.

After saying that Akmal immediately scares later will get nagelan again from the mother. While the mother just stroked her chest, the youngest child was always making her blood rise, there was-it was her act.

Akmal had changed clothes and he took the food in the kitchen. Akmal eats while watching television looking for the broadcast he likes.

"Mal, you're home." Said Mom telling the teenager. Mom is folding clothes.

Akmal furrowed his forehead not understanding the mother's words.

"You're young but senile." Mother's shaking head.

"Yes your son, Arvind. Arvind saiki wes nak omah." Continue mother.

"What's the matter, Mom, is Arvind home?" Akmal asked with sparkling eyes forgetting his rice that was about to enter his mouth.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer mom while nodding.

"Well, I'll be there. Look Arvind must be funny to him." Akmal was so happy that he finished his meal to run out quickly and went to his sister-in-law's house.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Mom, Akmal went to Mas Adam's house." Pamphitt.

"Wait a minute, you don't go. Massage your shoulders first!" While pointing at his shoulder.

"Yes has Mak." Akmal complained but still complied.

"Don't stay long, Mom, just for a second." Akmal said as he stroked his mother's shoulder.

Mother did not answer because she enjoyed a very good Akmal massage.

"Excuse me..."

"Mom, there's someone outside." Akmal.

"Excuse me..."

"Let's see who it is." Tell mom.

Akmal stopped his massage and walked forward.

"Yes, who's looking for you?" Akmal asked politely to a man who turned out to be a postman.

"Is this really Zahira Banafsha's address?" Ask the Postman while looking at the address on the envelope he was holding.

Akmal nodded. "Betul Pak is my mother's house." Answer Akmal.

The mailman handed the envelope to Akmal.

"This is Mas, a letter to Zahira Banafsha. Don't forget the signature." Said the postman while handing over the pen.

After Akmal signed, the Postman left.

"Who is this letter from? Why is there no sender's name." Akmal muttered while flipping the envelope.

"Mal, who's here?" Mother asked her son who was standing at the door.

Akmal. "Mak's mailman, deliver the letter to Hira's mother." Akmal replied while showing the envelope.

"Your mom's Tumben got a letter." Said Mother. Because it was the first time Zahira was able to send letters through the post office again.

"I don't know." Akmal replied while shrugging both his shoulders.

"Yes now you give the letter to your mother who knows it is important." Said Mother.

"Yes Mak." Akmal answered and went to Adam's house on a motorcycle.

***

"Assalamu'alaikum." Akmal said as he walked into his sister-in-law's house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Adam who is holding baby Arvind. The tiny baby has been bathing so that the typical fragrance of babies is out in the living room.

Akmal smiled at his nephew.

"Well, Om's already handsome." Then sit next to Adam and kiss baby Arvind's cheek.

"Where is Mas Hira?" Ask Adam Akmal.

"When I take a shower." Answer Adam. Akmal placed the envelope on the table making Adam raise his eyebrows.

"Why bring all the letters?" Ask Adam.

"This is Hira Mas's letter, there was a postman who delivered to the house." Answer Akmal.

"Letter, from whom?" Ask Adam again.

"There is no sender name. Looks like this letter from a secret fan Ma'am Hira deh." Canda Akmal chuckled.

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