Hold on or let go!

Chapter 260

Mas Febri built me up when the firstborn cried. Slowly, Febri took our first baby to me. I who have learned to lean, grabbed our eldest daughter to give Asi.

When the IMD was, it seemed like my baby was not too good at sucking. But for now, I'm until I grimace amused, sick and yes so it is.

Mas Febri just looked at me grimacing like me.

"Why?"

"What is the pain, Nduk? Enjoy the love that is loved. I love our babies" she said unfiltered. Her lips cut me off.

"Remember me! Fasting for three months and breast-feeding for children also until two years. Don't worry!!!"

My nose is deflated because of his words earlier. Really, young man is making his way up the ranks! U...rising blood!

"Yes, Mahmud, joke!" said Febri, wiping my head.

"By by the way it is once again, the unyel-unyel tech until the mas!"

Febri chuckled to himself. And then our second baby woke up. Like she wants to suckle too.

"Sir, that's the brother hasn't done his mimicry, sayin replace it with a bitch!"

"Where to say it mas, be patient!", I said. Mas Febri fondled the little brother until he regained his composure.

After the brother is satisfied, now change the adek. Mas Febri put the dick next to me, then took the big brother.

"Mas, is that ready to name the twins?"

"Udah from kemaren nduk. Fesha is with Ribi" he said while holding the older sister.

"Fesha's? Ribi's? R I B I ? or R I B B Y?", I sneered.

"Yes Fesha the Febri Shabia .If Ribi is the same, Febri Bia. Take the tribe he said!"

"There is nothing more Islamic than that? Or Java? How rich is the smell of the present name?"

"Lha is our millennial child???!!"

I grimaced small. It is also not wrong to talk about the husband.

"Later ah, just wait for the old man. Okay Fesha is with Ribi, but they know better and look for a better fit."

"Don't you like that name Nduk?"

"It's not a matter of not liking it. That name is prayer. We wish good things to our children later, so give a good name."

Febri sighed.

"Yo wes wait for them!", said Febri lethargic.

She put the sister back in her baby box. How to distinguish it? The feeling I see is the same. Luckily there is a bracelet from the hospital, at least it can be distinguished which one was born first.

Tok....

Pinta is open. The figures that we have been waiting for a long time.

"Assalamualaikum!", who they are.

"Walaikumsalam!", answered me and Febri. Mas Febri covered my chest with a cloth. Even if they are my family, still embarrassed if you look like breastfeeding like this.

Lek Dar and Bu Sri immediately approached me. Followed by their partner behind him.

"Have you been washing your hands yet?" asked Febri.

"Yes, don't wash your hands. I also took a shower at the hotel", Sahut Bu Sri.

"Widih.wong sugih play hotel!", Febri poked his lips to his mother.

"Sopo duite? It's up to mom!", she lifted the sister out of her box. Lek Dar was sitting next to me.

"You know Feb, meet the parents instead of Salim or ask news, even fuss!"

Febri became salting, after which he greeted the parents.

"congratulations to Nduk!'', said Lek Sarman. I'm nodding. Lek Dar took the sister from my sling. As a result, the twins were carried by their grandmothers.

Adam chose to talk on the couch. While we ciwi-ciwi different generations busy themselves with all the questions. Until finally the thing that was me and Febri mas discussed was sticking out.

"Well you name the grandchildren of Uti?" asked Ms Sri.

"Who's good mom?", I asked.

"Mother wants Nayla to be with Naysa, she's good. The meaning is good too, right? It's pretty!"

"Yes, the name and meaning are good!", Dar lek chimed in.

"Too in the band with the name Fesha and Ribi, no match? Her father wanted to give her that name, Bu..lek..!", I said as I glanced at Febri.

"I am opo?" asked Ms Sri.(Name)

"Our name is short for ma'am!", I replied.

"It's also a good name, it's not wrong to take it from the name of his parents!" said Lek Sarman.

"Huum, that's great. Suppose the older sister Nayla Fesha and her brother Naysa Ribi" said the father again.

"Nayla means successful daughter. Kalo Naysa itself also means a good woman/noble. Both of them are good!", said my father-in-law.

Febri who had been silent nodded in agreement. As if he agreed with them all.

"Just two syllables?" asked Ms Sri.

"You want to give Purnomo's name behind him?", asked the father.

"Why ah! Don't do it sir. Let it be two syllables!", said Febri.

"That's Ribi spelling it Ribi aja, or er-i-be-be-ye?", asked Lek Sarman.

"Ordinary aunt!", replied Febri.

"Want to get rich now? Double A? Doubel E? Ice Ha? Letter zed! The consonant letters in the jegerin until confused reading?", asked Sri. Yes, he is a teacher of Indonesian language, it is natural that he is rich so hahahaha.

"Ga is Mom. Wong it's short for our name."

"Lagian Bu ya, pakne sama mbokne ae wong jawa kok, Ra sah sok western-western!", said my father-in-law.

I smile to myself. My children are not bothered by our voices.

"Yes! Bener too. If the name is difficult, it is so long tomorrow if the test, the name checks in the exam paper column will be difficult. Moreover, the column does not necessarily fit!", chirped Bu Sri.

"Mom, later their school exam time may not have been rich in the era of his father. Their time must have been much more sophisticated, no name column on the exam paper kali Bu!", said Mas Febri.

"But still, later if nulis in the diploma is still difficult!", said Bu Sri.

We and the others just want it. After all, Ms. Sri is more experienced. He has filled out his students' diploma form for years. In the nineties, the name is still easy. If the millennial generation, said Bu Sri njlimet. Can't get it wrong.

The name discussion is over. The affairs of the children. They agreed to buy the finished ones. So, later at home we just take it right.

I wanted to ask the truth about my mother and her new family. But.not good to ask because they are all very enthusiastic about their grandchildren.

"Why duk", asked Febri.

"Kok mom didn't see us?", did I. My four parents smiled at me. Did I ask wrong?

"Are you busy? Can't you get mom here? Don't you care about us?", I asked.

Lek Dar approached me.

"Don't think bad like that Nduk. Not good!", Dar rubbed my shoulder. I just sighed.

"Mba Asih does not want to come here Nduk ...but..!", lek Sarman hangs his sentence.

"Why Lek? Mommy sick? Or Wibi as Esa? Or...!"

"Ngga nduk!", said lek Sarman. Febri was probably just as confused as I was.

"Eum.it, your mother again..morning sickness, you want to have another sister.!" said Lek Sarman.

"Hahhhh!", Febri and I were flabbergasted and looked into each other's eyes. After her staring at our twin daughters.

"Mother is pregnant???" asked Me and Febri at the same time. The four people held back a laugh.

"Emang why? Your mother is young!", said Lek Dar.

"Heheh is Lek but....!"

"Udah, the name is also windfall."

Mas Febri and I smiled stiffly.

Can imagine? We are called mas and mba when the face is already fatherck-bapack and mother by the baby younger than our children????🤣🤣🤣🤣

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