Dad for My Twins
#80
"What are you doing again?"
Azam and Silvira looked towards the door of the sound source. It turns out Amir and father are also mothers.
"Let you reward your new wife" Azam said as he stood up to greet them.
He alternately hugged the father and mother, when hugging the mother again escaped his tears, like a child who complained to his mother.
"Mother.I have a son Mom, I'm not the barren man they say I am" Azam said, wiping his cheeks.
"Yes Le, I am happy and proud of you, so long you have been patient, God lift your degrees with the birth of this child, you are the perfect man Le, ma'aa Allah," said the mother.
"This is a granddaughter, uh ma shea Allah is sharp, like abati ya," said the father, holding a baby box beside Silvira. Azam and mother also approached, Amir did not miss.
"That's Ma'am, the son-in-law is called" said Amir.
"Eh yes, until you forget, so happy Mom, duh sorry mother nduk, dear, thank you already born a granddaughter mother, you are strong, you are great ma shea Allah," mother said as she hugged and kissed Silvira.
Silvira smiled to see Mom and Dad as well as Amir.
"Where's Sofia Ma'am?" ask Silvira.
"Udah at your house, he said it's not good to take the baby to the hospital, so we go down first at the house with Dhana and her sister," said Mother.
"The old message, he said ten minutes to nyampe, kok up to half an hour later nyampe," said Azam.
"Ah you long what less long, just now you have been busy alone, do not get caught, fasting Zam fast, remember the wife is still puerper," sedu Amir.
"Hehehehehe yes Mas, almost a khilaf earlier," Azam chirped, Silvira became red cheeks.
"Sir, thank you, I will ask Azam to continue to take care of you and your children" said the father as he stroked Silvira's head wrapped in a veil. Silvira smiled, she was very happy, loved like a real child by her in-laws.
"Whose name is this? Already been named?" ask Dad.
"Fatimah Yah" said Azam.
"Beautiful name, dear daughter of the Prophet," said Father.
"Mas, laper nih, buyin eat dong," said Azam who turned out to be spoiled to his brother.
"Eh, the mother was cooking, for a while I took it in," said Mother as she opened a large bag coated with aluminum so that it remained warm food inside. Mother took a box of provisions containing chicken stew with Azam's favorite steamed potatoes. Mother also took Silvira but with white rice and anointing.
"This is for you to eat at Azam's house, ask Sofia to heat up, later can be used dinner with the twins as well," said Mother while pointing to a larger airtight supply box.
"Yes Ma'am, if that's how I went there first with Dad, let me rest" said Amir while taking the bag containing the stew. Father and Amir say goodbye to Azam's house.
Azam and Silvira ate the food that Mother brought. Gradually nothing remains.
The baby slept well.
"How long has this been sleeping? Not disusuin?" mother asked after Silvira and Azam had finished eating.
"Yes Ma'am, try me this milk, it was not yet out Asinya," said Silvira while unbuttoning her shirt. His chest was more filled than before.
Mother then took Fatimah from the baby box and gave her Silvira's lap. Silvira held him and smiled at the baby.
"Honey Umma Nak, drink first yes Mba Fatimah, Bismillah," said Silvira. When the baby's mouth sucks***** mother first must have been sick, Silvira had tried to hold back, but escaped also often.
"Beib's pain?" ask Azam.
"you reckon? Yes Le pain, the baby's tongue is still rough let alone suck it strong, yes it must hurt," said Mother.
"Have the day come out?" ask Azam.
"It seems to be, thank God," Silvira said.
"The woman was pregnant with distress, pregnant young nausea vomiting, pregnant old bad sleep, swollen legs, gave birth to pain equivalent to ten bones broken together," said Mother, Azam grimaced to hear it.
"Suckling sick, later not being stabbed can be full Asinya, if it is so it can fever his mother, so you are good with your wife, she sincerely pregnant and gave birth to your child, she said, he does not ask for anything, the important thing is that you are loyal beside him, horrified him when the story, that's all, yes Nduk?"
Silvira only smiled at the long advice of her mother to her Husband.
"Yes Ma'am, I will definitely take good care of my wife, as well as my mother, who must have been hard-earned to conceive, give birth, and raise me," Azam said hugging his mother.
Baby Fatimah drank slowly and regularly, then fell asleep. Mom took it and belched it by cradling it on her shoulder and patting the little baby's back.
"Mas I want to pee" said Silvira who tried to get out of bed. Azam immediately helped her to the bathroom.
In the bathroom Silvira sat in the closet, for a moment then grimaced with pain.
"illness?" ask Azam.
"According to Mas? It hurts, Mama,"
"Aren't we going to have another child, Beib? Pity you continue to be in pain" said Azam with a sad face.
"But it's nice to have kids, she says she wants to have lots of kids?" silvira Goda.
"Look at you giving birth, I can't bear to ask you to have a lot of Beib's children,"
"Uda Mas, help me stand up" Silvira said, grabbing Azam's shoulder as a handle and standing up.
"This is called kapok lombok" Silvira said as she walked out of the bathroom holding Azam's arm.
"Lombok card? What'sthat?" ask Azam.
"The lombok sauce, like people eat sambel pake, huh hah pesesesan, want to stop not eating sambel again, uh still if there is sambel eaten, so do people give birth, kapok lombok, kapok, say sick, but want to give birth again," said the mother who heard Azam ask.
"Gapa Le, as time goes on, can definitely be normal again everything, that the bottom of one week has returned again, just waiting for the reason," mother said while putting baby Fatimah back in her baby box.
"It's a belch ma'am?" ask Silvira.
"Here, sleep again him," said the mother.
"Mas, here" said Silvira, who was still standing in front of the bathroom door, unbuttoned Azam's shirt.
"Beib what are you doing? There is a mother" said Azam. I smiled seeing the two of them.
"Why not, do you think I want to do something? I just undressed Mas, Mas shower gih, very hot as it looks," said Silvira.
"Oh, yes" said Azam.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, I took a bath, my dear, Silvira Rosalina, what's the dress?" ask Azam.
"But I'm ready in the suitcase, take it myself yes, I can't squat, put the suitcase down,"
Azam then took a change of clothes from the suitcase and went into the bathroom.
