
A few days passed.
Nino, without informing him, decided to resign from the workplace he had faced since college. He was determined to do that in order to get away from the village full of memories and can start his life from scratch.
Nino wants to improve the standard of living from simple to wah. He wants to be like Shaka who can be successful as well and make his parents happy. In addition, he also wants to be more money so that he can be stylish and easily get a substitute woman Dinda.
"You left Dinda all the way until she didn't work? I don't think there's another woman. What's so special about him that you don't have a taste for life?" ask Nino's dad in wonder.
"I resigned, looking for a better job. Let Dinda be with her parents."
"What is your job that is not good now? From your work, there are already many that you buy, can save. Less good how?"
"The place is not good, a lot of memories. I want to work at Kaka Shaka's place, let it look cool."
"Jeez Nino, it's like you're a baby."
"Daddy same mom want to come along what? Brother Shaka yesterday when we went there it said that mbak Nimas want to deket the same you too, do not want to go far with you. I was just that sidein anyway. I might be leaving for Jakarta. I will be determined to change my life and make Dinda regret it. I hope you support me by coming to town." Nino looked at the two expectantly.
There was a heavy sigh from Nino's father. I don't know how many times in the last few years Nino has always demanded the same thing. On the one hand he also felt sorry if his son continued to whine like that, but on the other hand he also felt he still wanted to do something because he was still healthy.
However, today he not only heard Nino who wanted to move to the city, but his eldest son also had the same desire. It is true, it should be at the age like now they should be able to meet often with their children and grandchildren. Enjoy the old days by relaxing.
"Not to say that anymore if your father still doesn't want to. I kept thinking, I couldn't even sleep."
"Yes you should know this, not just me who wants to be with his parents."
Unwilling to argue longer and wider everywhere, Nino's father decided to accept his son's request.
"Of course, don't argue. Let there be no commotion, we moved. This house we rent let it be handled the same later with your Om. But leaving, yes it can't be the day after tomorrow. I resigned also need a process."
Both of them were gaping wide, as if they could not believe what they were hearing.
"Serious dad? Oh, my God, why not just now, Dad. But it's okay, I'll contact Shaka as soon as possible. And for Dad, later if we've been living there a while, I'll find a business for Dad. I'm sure Dad will keep nagging if there's no work later. So I've been preparing this for a long time." The Mood Nino suddenly turned as fast as lightning.
"Finally, I get to see you guys every time. Our house is near now. Thanks, yes Mas. You want to see what I say."
In the third pregnancy of Nimas, he was more spoiled and did not want to be far from Shaka.
"It should be so."
And that happiness doesn't stop there. Day after day they went through so joyous that it did not feel Nimas pregnancy had begun to enter the month where he would give birth to his fourth child. Thrilling days of course, despite giving birth twice, Nimas was still tense and a little worried about his birth later.
And apparently the predicted birth day is still a few weeks away it turned out to progress faster. This time Nimas wants to give birth at home. Nimas talked to her husband long ago. And Shaka is not his name if he does not obey his wife's wishes as long as it is reasonable.
That morning the whole family gathered at Narendra's house. Shaka and Nimas are in a new room on the second floor. The room where Shaka provided for Nimas who wanted to do the labor process using the water birth method.
The delivery this time was different from the previous delivery, this time Nimas seemed calmer. When the delivery process did not take as long as it had been.
A smile of happiness was seen just like that on the lips of Nimas and Shaka. Finally the impatient cry they wanted to hear today sounded clear and loud.
"For this time you won, he looks a lot like you" whispered Shaka in his wife's ear.
"He's my baby boy. Ghifari Syafi Narendra." Nimas took the name of her son whom she had agreed with her husband.
"Yes, Ghifari is your son. Just your son, you're pregnant on your own without Mas' help."
Nimas only chuckled at her husband's answer. Half an hour later, the whole family went into a new room that would later be made Ghifari's room. They were all crowded in baby boxes whose contents had been born to the next generation of Shaka.
...EXPIRE...
*Thank you to anyone who has followed the journey of Saka and Nimas. Be it readers who voluntarily give traces in the form of likes, comments, votes, and gift thanks, thank you very much. For the silent readers I say many thanks.I without you guys is nothing. Healthy and affectionate greetings to all of you 😘.
Here I have a new title that God willing will be released no later than February 3*.