
while on the plane, alma was quite a henchman.but alma did not want to escape from breastfeeding. already 3 hours I was in a position like this.
"grandfather?" ask zaky. I just smiled
"try it off, let the fat mas"
"if crying?"
"try first. we're still 6 hours on the plane" I tried to remove alma.
"where's hunk?" tannya
"this" I gave alma's sling to her.
"here his son"pinta mas zaky. alma had a whine. then fell asleep again in the sling of his ashes.
"rest, later if alma asks for asi mas bangunin"
"have you called the house to pick me up?"
"already, but tomorrow morning pick her up. tonight we go to the airport hotel first.pity if the mallm-alem pick her up to the airport" I nodded
I justify my sitting position. looking for a position as comfortable as possible. tired body but like eyes reluctant to close. I lean on the shoulder mas zaky. he smiled at me and stroked my face. the little baby was a hen in the lap of his ashes.
"how if there are 2 babies mas. 1 aja bothered"
"given aja.the name is also the baby does not know anything is usually just cry.we adults must be sensitive"
"the pinter yes want to get home later. ummah same abi will give the best for you"
"rest baby, then hunt alma wake up"
"gold?"
"yes, I want to rest too"
I slept on my husband's shoulder when I felt someone touch my face.
"almanya wake up, where pampers want to change first"
"just fisya wild"
"beautiful son of the ummah" the little baby smiled.
"the son of the ummah laughs".
without notice, we had arrived at the airport at 01.00 wib in the morning. After picking up the suitcase, mas zaky immediately looked for the nearest hotel for us to stay this morning. after checking in, we went straight to the room because Alma had fallen asleep.
after dzuhur, we checked out of the hotel and went straight home to the boarding school. During the trip, alma did not want to sleep. instead joked with her brother. Arriving at the boarding school, Alma did not want to sleep, mas zaky gave alma to me because she wanted to take the suitcase out of the trunk of the car. When I was about to enter the house, ummi just came out of ndalem.
"healthy ummi?" ask ummi when I shake her hand.
"alhamdulillah is healthy, koq sleeps, jiddah is not fat" said Ummi while stroking alma's head
"just slept fitting want nyampek mi. from earlier joking with his brother"
"he went in first, when his son slept"
"fisya in first ummi" said my saying.
I went straight into the house because alma was sleeping. After putting alma in the room, I went to the kitchen to prepare food and drinks.
"sadly, do not need to cook. ummi has cooked a lot. later dinner there aja. in the cottage later there is also an event. mendingan rest temenin alma in the room"
"fisya hasn't met my brother"
"there's another show, not in ndalem"
"how about unloading the suitcase rather than fisya there is no work at all"
"yeah ngak. in the room yes" I nodded. and we went to the room to open the suitcase we brought.all set alma clothes in his closet.
"have you called Ammah?"
"this has been a souvenir for all you love hilya to the hut. later directly to the ummi ndalem, mas want to go there all bring alma"
"just go to sleep, then"
"whatever sleeps, it's her son getting up"
"fisya nyusuin first ya bentar"