
"God don't give me that much trust, Pa. Maybe I have a lot to learn first to be a good parent before I have any real children. Maybe there's something wrong with the way I educated Bryan, so until now I haven't had a child. But it's okay, I believe, God always brings something in time. Not late and not sooner."
Wise and strong enough answers to trials that are not easily lived by someone who has been married for a long time. However, who would have thought behind the wise and strong words, Shaka's heart was falling out until there was no small item intact.
"Sage Papa's son turned out. Resolve it, but don't forget the effort. Prayer without empty effort, and vice versa. Both must go hand in hand, so that the maximum result. Not that Papa's pressing or anything. Papa is this old and has never held a grandson. Papa missed Bryan's childhood. Now you can't carry Bryan, if you have a baby at least, Papa can still carry. Follow in many ways, let God judge your efforts. Just like you did when you didn't enjoy Papa's facilities." Malik developed his smile. His hand moved back to the room.
While Shaka only drove the departure of his best friend with his eyes tail alone. He thought for a moment about what his father said, but a few seconds later he tried to think about it next time and went to the kitchen. As soon as he had a drink and the glass was fully filled, he immediately left the kitchen and returned to Lamar.
"Where are you from? Why so long?" tanya Nimas sat with her sleepy face.
"Why are you waiting, Mom? I think I was once living in your family. Just get some water."
"Take some old water? Kitchen in Arab? Did you cook the water first?"
If it's like this, Shaka already understands that Nimas will have regular guests. It was very upsetting for Shaka. In addition to the arrival of the guest signifies that his cultivation failed again, he also had to fast for a week.
Instead of serving Nimas's tantrums because of his bad mood, he prefers to just finish his desires. He has to play until he is satisfied tonight, because the next week he has to refrain from wrestling.
***
I don't know how long they stayed up late, which obviously they felt had just closed their eyes, but the sun had already brazenly slipped forcing their way in as if they did not accept if they were still hiding in the same blanket.
"Are you awake? Why not wake me up? I have to go to the kitchen." Nimas got up from his sleep, almost wiping off the blanket, but his hand was blocked by Shaka.
"Why hurry, anyway? There's a housekeeper who's fussing."
"Yes, Mom, but I also have to go down to the kitchen. I have to control the kitchen seasoning for Papa's cooking. Mama, you can't go down to the kitchen. Not even later Bryan needs to be helped prepare, right?"
"Yes, know. Auntie knows, Dek. You control it every day too. We haven't talked since we got back here." Shaka pulled Nimas' body back to lie on his broad shoulders.
"What do you want to say?"
"Are you ready for our pregnancy program? There's no harm in trying." Shaka joined in very carefully. He was afraid that his invitation would make Nimas' heart hurt.
"Baby tube program?"
"Aamiinu. Yes, Mas. I want to use any way, we work together. I'm sorry, you waited so long, but I'm not pregnant yet. Whereas in the past, I was only khilaf once, but immediately so. Making sins is easy, yes. Do I have karma now, do I?"
"Why say that? Whatever happens is already with God's permission. How many times have you said that? God wants to know how patient we are."
Nimas tightened his embrace, they have done a healthy lifestyle and consume food or drinks that if it can increase their fertility. Even though they had once checked with a doctor, they still had confidence that their efforts would pay off. As much as possible they try to have offspring in a natural way.
"Udah, right? I took a shower, yes. You should also get ready for the office."
Shaka just nodded. Want to make love once again, but time doesn't support it this time.
***
"Nimas, you don't cape-cape. Don't stress, don't mind too much. It's nothing, it's not good to do if you want to have children soon." At breakfast Mr. Malik suddenly issued a successful suggestion to make a couple stop bribing his rice.
"Yes, Pa. We're also doing this." Shaka answered.
"Your wife is too tired to take care of Papa. Everything related to Papa if Mama is no longer home, Nimas takes over. Papa wants to find a Sister can't."
"Why not go to the doctor? So you can know what makes it difficult for you to have children, it's more effective" said Ms. Marissa.
The longer the chatter they increasingly lead to corner Shaka and Nimas, especially Ms. Marissa whose sentences are ordinary and spoken in the lowest tone possible, but the selection of words that come out sounds painful.
"Perhaps, right after Nimas' first pregnancy there was a problem with what or decreased fertility, everything could happen. Don't waste time, you have to check."
"Bryan, we're leaving now, honey. Nimas, if you want to go for a walk, you can walk with a house driver. I'm sure you'll stay home." The words he showed to his own mother. He became increasingly convinced that his mother had not fully accepted Nimas' presence.
"Yes, Mum."
After the departure of Shaka and Bryan, Ms. Marissa also left the dining table, now remaining Nimas and Mr. Malik. The woman helped clean up the rest of the dirty dishes that were splattered on the table.
"Nimas forgive papa's wife. Do not take the heart of your mother-in-law's words. It will even stress you out. Papa opened the speech about this because Papa wants to immediately pet the grandson. Papa already has Bryan, but Papa somehow wants to hold a baby. I hope you're not offended by our conversation this morning."
"Of course not, Pa. I understand and understand how Papa feels if Papa wants to hold a grandchild. I was working on it with Mas Shaka, I asked for his prayer as well, yes."