Guarding the Heart

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One month later

Since there is baby Zain, Adinda's mother often comes to his house to help Adinda take care of her child. The first child has no experience. She is still afraid to bathe baby Zain.

"Din, mom wants to see grandpa. Only two nights stay" said Mama Dimas while packing the clothes he would carry. "Your mother just stayed here."

"Yes, Ma. Did Dimas know, Ma?" ask Adinda while holding baby Zain.

"It has. Lakes for lunch are made by Mama. Your mother doesn't need to bring the side dishes here" her in-laws said.

Mama Dimas is ready to go. "The handsome grandson of Oma. Oma go first, yes" he said, kissing baby Zain's cheek.

"Mama go first, yes" said her father-in-law. Adinda drove her in-laws up to the terrace. After that he went back in.

"We're alone, son" Adinda told baby Zain.

The baby looked hungry, the sister took him to the room to breastfeed him.

Daylight

Coming home from teaching, Sinta stopped by Adinda's house. Want to go straight home also deserted. Her son was at her parents' house, and her husband was still in the office.

"That's one piece, Din. Where are your in-laws?" ask Sinta while throwing her body on the sofa. They are in the middle room. Baby Zain is sleeping.

"Go see my grandfather" replied Adinda. "Have you eaten, Sin?" ask Adinda.

"Already, but just had a break, Din. Hope here offered a meal" joked Sinta.

"Yes, God, Sin. Come on, eat" take Adinda. "Not to be shy."

Adinda pulled Sinta's hand towards the dining table. My parents cooked a lot too. They then returned to the middle room.

"Dimas is still fasting, Din?" ask Sinta while eating. Adinda also directly connected to where Sinta talks.

"Actually my puerperium is over even though it is not yet 40 days. But he has not dared to approach me yet" Adinda replied with a small laugh.

"Lho, why?" ask Sinta wonder.

"He was afraid that later I would still feel pain because of the stitches. Actually I am still afraid, too" replied Adinda smiling. "More afraid than imagining the first night."

"Times, anyway?" Sinta doesn't believe it. She had never experienced it because her first child was born by caesarean section.

"Yes, Sin" Adinda would always be stubborn if Dimas suddenly wanted to.

"Great love, Din, your husband" Sinta murmured. My sister just smiled a little.

"Eh, what's the info at school?" ask Adinda because she's on leave.

"Nothing's important, anyway. Amanda sells branded bags. Bu Kiki departs umrah" Sinta's story.

"Keep, you bought Amanda's bag?" ask Adinda.

"Yes, anyway. Pretty credit, Din" replied Sinta cengengesan. My sister just smiled. Mothers love to find credit.

"Yes, Sin. Have you received an invitation from Hasna yet?" ask Adinda.

"What invitation? Hasna's getting married, huh?" Sinta asked back. Hasna hasn't called him in a long time so she doesn't know.

"Yes, he wants to get married" replied Adinda.

"Well, you can also move on, child. Alhamdulillah, yes. I'm happy for you. By the way, who is she going to marry?" ask Sinta again. He was curious to know.

"You must be surprised if you know who the future husband is" said Adinda smiling.

"Who, Din?. You just make me curious" Sinta put her old dinner plate on the table.

"The future husband is Dimas' cousin, Sin" replied Adinda.

"Well!! Is that right, Din?. That means Hasna is still meeting with Dimas, dong. It will be your husband's family" cried Sinta.

"Yes, that's it" said Adinda. "Great-looking, huh. Hasna could forget Dimas."

"You mean, Hasna's candidate is prettier than Dimas?" the lyrics of Sinta do not believe.

"Hm. How to say it, yes. Dimas is handsome, Hamish is also handsome, anyway" said Adinda confused.

"Obviously, the husband himself is more handsome than any man. Point" Sinta does not want to compare her husband with other men.

"hey are. My husband is the most handsome. Seeing his face was not boring and importantly faithful. For what is handsome if not loyal" said Adinda do not want to lose.

"It's also free, Sin if I liked him a long time ago. I don't know if he is my soul mate or not. If I've liked him for a long time it turns out he married another woman right nyesek, you know?" obviously Adinda.

"Yes, nyesek because it has taken care of the soul mate of people" said Sinta while being open.

"He-uh. That's why I used to be with him even though he was charming" added Adinda smiling amusedly.

"Din, I'd like to see baby Zain for a second. Want to kiss" Sinta said before she said goodbye.

Adinda then took Sinta into her room and approached the baby Zain box. The baby lifted her slowly so as not to wake up. Sinta kissed that soft cheek.

"I'm going to pick up Alika first. Otherwise, Bang Hendra will go home again" said Sinta after Adinda put baby Zain again into the baby box.

"Here often, Sin. No matter if you pick up Alika used to play here" said Adinda.

"Yes, next time I'll take you. Go home, yeah. Assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

Adinda closed the door of the house and locked it after Sinta left. He went back into the room.

"It's so sleepy, huh. Baby Zain is still sleeping. I want to close my eyes for a moment" muttered Adinda lying on the bed. Not for 5 minutes he was asleep. His eyes were really sleepy.

After the ashar prayer at the office, Dimas went home. His mother told him that he had gone to Grandpa's house.

"I didn't get to contact him this day. What's he and baby Zain doing, huh?" muttered Dimas while driving his car.

Arriving home, Dimas had to open the door with a spare key that he always carried. The atmosphere of the house looks lonely. Dimas immediately headed to the room. Sure enough, Adinda and the baby were in the room. His wife was still asleep while baby Zain was awake in the box. The baby was playing with his hands still covered in baby gloves.

"Eh, Abi's son is awake, yes. Umnya is still sleeping" Dimas told baby Zain who looked at him.

"Let's wash your hands and change clothes first, yes" Dimas continued and then walked to the bathroom.

After feeling clean, the new Dimas lifts baby Zain into a sling.

"We woke Umi, yuk" Dimas brought baby Zain closer to his wife's face and kissed baby Zain to Adinda's cheek.

She looked up because she felt her cheeks kissed. She was shocked to see baby Zain beside her.

"Yes, Allah" cried Adinda. "Mass!!" She saw her husband coming home.

"Yeah!! I have not prayed" cried Adinda. If Dimas had gone home it would have been late afternoon. The ashar prayer service has passed.

"Baby Zain has woken up from earlier, Yang" said Dimas while watching Adinda quickly enter the bathroom.

Dimas then turned his gaze to baby Zain in his carrier.

"Umi you want to pray first, then just mimic milk" Dimas told baby Zain.

Right said the man who had a baby. Tiredness coming home from the office suddenly disappeared when he saw the face of his own baby child.

After the prayer, Adinda took over baby Zain from Dimas' hands. He then suckled her.

Dimas smiled and then walked out of the room. He headed to the kitchen, seeing that there were some dirty dishes and glasses in the sink. The handsome man washed it and then tidied up the kitchen.

Dimas then heated the side dish this afternoon. Looks like Adinda hasn't had time to heat it up, the guy just woke up from a nap. Finished heating the side dish, Dimas saw a washing machine that already contained his baby's dirty clothes. Understand that at home baby Zain does not use diapers.

"Mas!" call Adinda to see her husband looking busy in the bathroom. Dimas was washing clothes.

"Baby Zain sleeping again?" toleh Dimas sees Adinda without their baby.

"No, I put it in the baby box because it wants to heat the side dish, later you want to eat" replied Adinda while watching her husband.

"I'm warming up" said Dimas.

"Mas, let me wash it. Mas must be tired, home from work has been working again at home" said Adinda felt bad.

Usually there is also Bik Ina who comes to the house early in the morning to help his in-laws specifically wash clothes.

"It's okay. You are also tired because you have taken care of baby Zain" said Dimas with a smile. My sister just smiled thinly.

As long as his mother was not home, Dimas had told Bik Ina not to go home.