Hold on or let go!

Chapter 261

I've come home from the hospital. My two in-laws and my two leks also came home to our little house.

We only have two rooms, finally yes.Mom and lek Dar slept in my room with the twins. The fathers chose to sleep in the living room. Hehe, never thought about this one bit. In the past, just think that the important house is minimalist and not too big so it is not difficult to clean it. Uh, apparently! At a time like this, we regret it. Have enough land to make a wider building, why make a small one like this?

Maybe it's just me, after giving birth, she's drowsy to wear. Luckily, the twins' good-natured grandmothers helped me take care of both of them. Really in spoiled heheheh

Lek Dar cook, mommy wash clothes! You irreverent son-in-law! But, just a few days. Once I start to recover, I will also work on my own. I'm trying to take care of the twins without a nanny. Bismillah only! Not to be stingy, but what's wrong trying. Which is a comparison, of course the people of the past. Even though everything has changed. But right now we are also more fortunate, right?

Cook no magic com, wash no washing machine, want to eat a message! Don't want to be too dramatic. As long as we try, there's no harm, right?

Unless later if indeed I've been troubled, then we think in front of him like what.

"Nduk, maem sit!", said lek Dar.

"Yes lek!", I got out of bed and walked into the dining room. Two of my babies were carried by two of his grandfathers.

"He eats himself anyway?", I asked.

"Yes, eat first Nduk!", said Mother. Mas Febri himself has gone to work since the day I came home from the hospital.

I also follow what my in-laws say. Eating while hungry.Indeed, hungry continues, probably due to breastfeeding two babies. Vegetables are not only vegetables katuk only, lek Dar variative give me food. The important thing is to be nutritious and I'm doyan. One more, not spicy.

After eating, I went back to my room. My two daughters are still very good.

"Udah ma'am, lek! Fesha and Ribi are just like Bia. Lek same mom eat, keep resting. You're tired too!"

"Yes, don't go to sleep!"

"Yes lek!"

After the two of them died, I chose to play my phone. Just in my hand, my phone rings. Who else wouldn't be the husband??? Video call again.

[Assalamualaikum why?]

[Guardiansalam]

[Why?]

[Same kangen you and the twins heheh]

I looked at her smiling face across the street.

[How many hours haven't I seen you?!]

[Yes his name is excited so dad might be rich like this!]

[Hum, maybe!]

[Have you eaten nduk?]

[But at this hour we ate the third time. Eat some rice! Not yet snacking on fruit, biscuits, cake. I eat a lot. Must be getting fatter ntar]

[Emang should eat a lot! I love for the twins. It's natural for a laper! Do not think fat skinny, the important thing is you are the same healthy children! Yea?]

[Yes]

I pointed my camera at my two girls. Fesha wears an all-pink shirt, while Ribi wears a baby blue color. Very cute for both of them.

[Mas, have you eaten? praying?]

[Udah baby]

[Oh, thank goodness that's how it is]

[Yes nduk. Oh yes, make aqiqah mas ngundang mas-tenemen. Is it nothing?]

[That's nothing]

[Yes, I have another task. Like bobo children, you also rest ya Nduk]

[Yes mas. Yes, yes, assalamualaikum]

[Capitaly]

I was the one who wanted to play hape, suddenly sleepy. So yeah.I lay down beside my babies. Taking the opportunity to take a lot of naps because of the night, I stayed up late.

.

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The day that comes later. The aqiqah event for my twins was held today. We use catering services that usually handle aqiqah. Same for other food.

I could've relied on Lek Dar. He's a cook. The thing is, my kitchen isn't big enough to cook that much. Lek Dar also did not have time, will take care of the twins. If the mother more often takes care of Fesha, of course lek Dar holding Ribi. The two women were very enthusiastic about taking care of their grandchildren.

Thankfully, the show went well. Febri's colleagues also came. Not to miss our best friend.

"Mas, ngundang Alby. But why not come?", murmured Febri.

"Busy time mas!", I said while breastfeeding Fesha.

"Is ...he doesn't want to come?"

"Yes, if you don't want to come, gapapa. Anyway, he didn't come or our show wasn't over."

Mas Febri squatted in front of me. He rubbed my sweaty forehead because the weather was quite hot. Moreover, I was also breastfeeding Fesha.

"Hopefully, you don't hate him anymore? Yeah, it's exactly what Alby did first.it must be very painful for you. Mas understand. But... Now we are also happy right, with our new life? How long do you want to keep that painful feeling?"

I sighed to me. Even if one day I can forgive Alby completely, but there's no way I can forget the pain. The pain and disappointment was too deep in my heart.

"Speaking is easy, but doing it is hard!"

He rubbed my shoulder slowly.

"Assalamualaikum!", greet someone.

"Walaikumsalam!", said the two of us. Amara came to visit. I couldn't believe that Amara.

"Marrion?"

"Hi Bi? Febri Mas! Sorry late, it was busy at the office."

''Nothing Mara!", said Mas Febri. Mara looked at me who was confused.

"Alhamdulillah I have been converted since a few months ago Bi and I came out of my old institution continue yes.continue my papi company."

I nodded in understanding. But Ko mas Febri never told you???

"Congratulations, for the birth of the twins. Gorgeous-beautiful. Her name is beautiful too! Similar to her mother's father", praise Amara.

"Thank you Auntie!", I said.

"Hopefully, later become children who Sholeha, pinter, make proud parents, successful in the afterlife. Just be good."

"Aamiin..!" said Febri and me. A few minutes later, the person I was talking about came. Yeah, Alby's coming with his son and Mak. I've been seeing Mak for a long time.

"Assynnya!"

"Moskalamic. Enter By, Mak!", pinta Febri. I tried to smile. Amara who was sitting in front of me shifted to sit next to me.

"Miss?"

"Yes Mak!", lucky Fesha has finished breastfeeding. Mak Titin approached me, I greeted him. He kissed my left cheek. His eyes glazed over at me.

"Congratulations, Nduk. Nak Febri! May your daughters be good children!"

"Aamiya. Thanks!", said Febri.

"Aamiin." That's my only advice. Mak rubbed Fesha's cheeks.

"Beautiful, rich you neng!", praise Mak. I nodded thinly and smiled.

"Thank You!"

"I'm sorry for everything that happened. It's all wrong, Mom. My most guilty man here! Mak apologized!", said Mak lowered his head.

"Udah Mak's. You don't have to talk like that. Everything that happens has a silver lining. Thank God Bia is happy now. So I don't feel guilty anymore. Bia's fine."

Alby glanced at us. I don't know what was on that man's mind.

Mak is busy with Fesha. Is she that happy???

If you were still with Alby! Inner Mak. On the sidelines of Mak's laughter, she shed her tears.

"Oh yes By, Mak, Mara please taste the dish!", said Mas Febri welcome.

They just nodded.

"Sorry, Bi. Want permission to go back?" said Amara.

"Yes, please!"

Amara stood up. As Amara stood up, Alby's eyes followed towards Amara.

Me and Febri looked at each other. Maybe the questions in our hearts are the same, they are troubled????

Almost nine o'clock in the evening, our guests went home. Our family remains.

As it was getting late, we took a rest. This time, Febri slept in the room. Lek and and mom too. Father-in-law and Lek Sarman are in the living room.

Before we went to bed, Febri and I took the time to talk about a lot of things.

"Anyone wants to go?" said Febri, who was lying next to me. His right hand rested his head, while his left hand perched pretty on my stomach which was still fluttering.

"What?", asks. Instead of answering, have time to. Basic omes!!! But I don't forbid it either. It's just like that.

He chuckled to himself after stealing the start earlier. I just smashed my lips.

"Three months is long!"

"Get it."

"Ih, long know!", he said spoiled while smirking the cheeks that were now getting stiffer.

"Yes patient, two years just hold it. Three months no? It's weird!!"

"It is different nduk. There used to be no partner, just solo. Well now, there are partners but can not be invited. Solo time again!"

I punched his nose that wasn't too sharp, nor was I that pug.

"The more it comes here, it's just a big pervert!", I rubbed his forehead.

"Let's go, same as you!"

"Yes, dare macems with each other, get ready hekkk! Tek circumcision ntar?!"

"Hyuuuu...sa dong? What is your fate?"

"Lho, what am I???"

"Yes, you will lose yourself. I can't see Naninu anymore. Aren't you?"

I'm grabbing his ear.

"Awssshhh..sick Nduk!"

"This part is.!", I plucked his lips with a finger.

"That's a big mouth!"

"Sir! Rather than using gini-rich mending fingers!", he returned to men** even more brutal than before. Huff....🙄🙄🙄🙄

I patted her shoulder a little hard.

"You really are!"

"You've been luring mulu nduk!"

"Just the one that's missing now!"

"You're finally ready to know nduk." He came back to rub my cheek.

"Say I'm getting plump! Aren't you?"

"The sexier it is, the more you like it!"

"Create likes?? I'm getting fatter you know, the uglier, the less like taking care of the body because it's busy just as he's your baby! Later you are out there, every day meet a beautiful girl who...."

"Sssst...don't ever think of a true one like that! I'm not going to macem. You want to be rich no matter what, the more love. Moreover, you have given two beautiful angels to Mas."

"But if I'm fat...?"

"That's okay, so nice in her arms!", she hugged me from the side. Her lips revealed her special smile.

"Thank you, mas. Thank you for being present in my life. I am so lucky that God has betrothed us both. Promise, never betray me! You know what I look like. If I'm wrong, rebuke me. I also have a lot to learn. I'm not sabaran. I...!"

"It's hard to get you to nduk. How could you possibly want to waste your struggle all this time? Aren't you?"

I nodded in his arms. When we wanted to c**** again, the twins Fesha Ribi woke up together.

Failed his father's romantic-romantic event hehehheh....

I took Ribi, Febri took Fesha. Both may be thirsty at the same time. As a result, I suckled my two leaks together. Do you know what his position is like....???? It's in the KIA's ping hehhehe handbook

Mas Febri helped me position Fesha Ribi.

"How could you be better at carrying a baby?", I said while nursing Fesha and Ribi on my left right. Sometimes I grimace because of my beautiful baby duo.

"Yes, it has to be. Later if his grandmother and grandfather are children at home, will mas have to help you."

"Huum. Thanks!", I said.

"It's an obligation, baby! After they get home, your job is to take care of the kids. Cook, clean, wash so it's a business."

"The sauce in you is mas. At home busy doing homework, haven't helped me if the mallem stay up late, his afternoon work."

"Would it be his duty so dear....?"

"But you're a masian."

He sat beside the bed staring at me and my two suckling children. Ribi first let go, Mas Febri lifted Ribi and patted his back for a burp. Fesha is a little stronger than Ribi.

"Ga there's a tired term. It's a duty. Make it together, ngurusin also have to be with dong!", he raised his eyebrows.

I smiled to see him so excited. Hope he stays that way. It's always like that. Thank you, thank you for the happiness you bring.

After all the bitterness and disappointment in my past, I have now found my happiness. A caring and loving husband. And my kids are funny too.

There is no perfection in life. All will fill and complement each other. If I was hurt, there are many things I should be grateful for. Maybe, if I hadn't gone through the hardest phase of my life I wouldn't have been as happy now.

Household, there must be good communication and openness between husband and wife. Because the husband/wife is not just a bedmate. But a life friend.

Happy ending for Febia 🥰🥰.

EXPIRE

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Thank you for following the love journey of Febia and Albia ️🤭🙏️

Sorry for the ending B. But how about it, they will occasionally appear on the next lap. Although not often. The next stall has Aa kasep.

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