I'm Not Taking It Again
Desire

Hearing his wife say that his body was limp, Dirga just smiled and then made up her mind. "Today Papih will be at home guarding Arshen."

Niar who was just about to close his eyes now opened his eyes again. She looked at her husband in disbelief.

"Can Papih?" Niar doesn't believe it.

"Why not? Papih can bathe Arshen. To breastfeed Arshen can also use a bottle of milk. Just pump the ASI Mamih only," replied Dirga with no burden. "The wean will take Arshen to the study room so as not to disturb Mamih's rest time."

Is Niar going to let her husband take care of Arshen? But even his body could do nothing. Dizziness and helplessness.

"Yes, but the Papih ma'am is right, yes." Finally, Niar gave up. It was like the first time she felt assaulted by her mighty husband.

Dirga kissed Niar's forehead and told him to rest, while he went into the bathroom to clean his body. He's afraid Arshen's waking up. Dirga bathed in a relaxed fashion, she also did not hear the cry of the son. When he finished bathing and opened the door, his son was already awake by glancing over here and there. The slow babbling made Dirga a little surprised. However, there was a sense of pride as well since Arshen did not cry. He seemed to understand his mother's condition. The arrival of Dirga was able to make Arshen stare and smile at him.

"Don't be noisy, yeah. Later Mamih wake up," coach Dirga told Arshen. His son just laughed showing his gums the money was brightly colored.

"It's adorable." Dirga took his clothes first. Later, he told Arshen's body very carefully so that he would not wake his wife.

"Sun yuk first," he asked the son.

Mbok Sum who was busy in the kitchen swooped his eyebrows when he saw it was He who brought Arshen. Dirga also did not wear his great clothes.

"Sir, where is the madam?" The question came from the mouth of his house assistant.

"Again't feeling well, Mbok. Who help breakfast for me and my wife" said Dirga. Mbok Sum nodded slowly.

Dirga took Arshen to his front yard. They both sunbathe and funny Arshen body wriggling. Dirga wanted to be very close to his son. He wanted to be like the father who was able to raise him affectionately without distinguishing.

After picking Arshen up, Dirga brought her son back upstairs and would bathe him. There was no crying at all. no drama was created. Arshen enjoys spending time with his father. Dirga also seems to have been trained in wearing Asehen clothes. After being handsome and fragrant, Dirga tried to wake his wife.

"Mih ... Arshen wants Mimi" said Dirga.

Niar who heard immediately opened his eyes. He smelled a very special baby scent. Niar smiles and Niar takes Arshen from her husband.

"I'm sorry Mamih, son," said Niar.

Dirga smiled and he sat on the edge of the bed. He gently rubbed Niar's head very gently.

"Do you want to breastfeed or breastfeed directly?" ask Dirga to Niar.

"Live it, Pih. Later you Arshen want mimi song, Papih wakein Mamih aja," said Niar.

Dirga smiled and kissed his wife's forehead full of love. After his stomach filled, the son fell asleep with peace. Niar and Dirga smiled.

"Let Arshen sleep here, pih." Dirga nodded too. Two took their laptops to the room.

His wife and son also slept. Dirga checked his work. Dirga and Niar forgot their breakfast. The knock on the door made Dirga immediately open the door so as not to disturb his wife and child.

"Master, breakfast first" Mbok Sum said.

"Please make me coffee and bring my breakfast to the room." Mbok Sum nodded.

Dirga continued his work again. He sees Arshen falling asleep. And his wife too. As the head of the Dirga family, he is obliged to protect and protect his wife and children. And happy for both of them too.

Elsewhere, Deri who was working kept thinking about her favorite grandson. She wanted to see her grandson. But his work is very much.

"Crawler Opa, what are you doing?" he murmured in the heart..

It's not just Deri who misses Arshen. Nindy who was on vacation was reminded of her adorable kindness. He keeps steady photos of Arshen that are stored a lot in his mobile gallery.

"See what, honey?" ask Kenan.

"Kangen Arshen." Kenan smiled at the words of his wife. Nindy already thinks of Arshen as her own son.

"Darling, what about your decision?" ask Kenan.

Nindy did not answer Kenan's question. He is still committed to his decision. He still doesn't want to see his mother. He's not ready yet. Not getting a response from his wife, Kenan did not urge Nindy. He let his wife calm down first.

"Darling, if your decision has changed. Do not hesitate to immediately talk to Mas or to Kak Dirga," said Kenan. Nindy just looked at Kenan, without even realizing her words at all.

"Mamah misses you so much" said Kenan.

The longing words Kenan spoke were like piercing the very depths of his heart. Honestly, not only did his mother miss.he also had a long long longing that he could not escape because of a disappointment that was still attached.

"Darling, heaven is on the soles of the mother's feet. Mother's love all the time. You have to remember that saying" Kenan explained.

Only a breath came out of Nindy's mouth. His lips were closed tightly. However, Kenan saw a look full of regret on the beautiful face of the wife. Kenan hugged his wife's body and kissed the tip of her head.

"Try to soften your heart little by little, dear.". Kenan's words made Nindy tightly embrace the body of the husband tightly.

"Mas knows, you are a very kind and gentle woman."

The next day, Dirga's money was in the office contacting Kenan to inquire about his sister's news.

"Where?" ask Dirga.

"It remains the same" replied Kenan.

Dirga let out a rough breath. There was disappointment that he felt. However, he also did not want to force. He knew his sister was stubborn.

"I've tried to convince. Nindy is still silent" said Kenan.

"Yes, let it go first. Don't push him. Let him think calmly." Kenan also approved Dirga's decision. He did not want to see his wife depressed as well.

Again, Dirga's desire can not be realized again.

niar finally made up his mind. However, she was looking for a good time to talk to her husband.

Today, Dirga doesn't usually come home fast. Dirga immediately hugged his wife's body because the son was asleep.

"Bring first," Niar said.

Dirga smiled and kissed his wife's cherry red lips. He also followed his wife. After finishing the bath, he invited Niar to sit on his bedroom sofa. Not letting Niar cook dinner for her.

"Why Pih?" asked Niar while gently rubbing the husband's face.

Only a rough sigh escaped from Dirga's mouth. Niar smiled and kissed her husband's lips gently. At the time of her husband like this, Niar must be able to provide warmth and comfort for her beloved husband so that Dirga does not look for a neighbor's blanket.

"Nindy" he answered briefly.

"Let Nindy think first, Pih. Nindy is not an open person, even to those closest to her." Dirga understood that, but until when would Nindy behave like this to her own biological mother.

"Mama misses Nindy a lot. If, talking about Nindy Mamah always cries," he said in a soft tone.

"That's a mother, Pih. Any mother will always miss her child, she will also be sad to talk about her children because they always feel they have not given the best for their children. Moreover, Mamah had indeed disappointed Nindy. Nindy will have a hard time accepting it, for sure" Niar said.

Dirga did not acknowledge Niar's words. He simply closed his eyes and continued to imagine his mother's face which already had a frown on his face. The face that used to always look beautiful, is getting older. His face also looks very clear. Especially if you see his mother crying, Dirga's heart will be very sliced.

"Not everyone can forgive the mistakes of others quickly, even though the mother's own mistakes. So, don't equate our apologies with Nindy's apologies. Must be different, Pih."

Niar's words opened Dirga's heart and mind. Everything his wife said was true. He can't identify himself with Nindy. Dirga smiled at his wife and warmly kissed her forehead.

"Thank you, has given enlightenment to Papih," he said.

Niar nodded and hugged her husband's body. This is the right time for her to talk to her husband about Niar's wishes.

"Rubber ...." Niar said a little doubtfully. Dirga still swooped both eyebrows. Staring at Niar with a confused look. Moreover, the look on Niar's face that looks different.

"What's up, Mih?" ask Dirga.

"Em .. why don't Mamih and Arshen duku who .. meet Mamah."

Niar's words were able to surprise Dirga. He looked at his wife in disbelief.

"Seriously?" ask Dirga.

Niar nodded quickly and a smile curled up on his face.

Dirga could not say anything hearing his wife's words. His wife is a very good daughter-in-law.

"Mamih wants to meet Mamah. Mamih wanted to thank you for taking care of Papih and raising Papih lovingly until Papih can be like this." Dirga smiled and pulled Niar's hand into his arms.

"The wean is very lucky to have a wife like Mamih" he said.

They are a couple who complement each other and understand each other. Love each other unconditionally. Keep their love even though the terrible ordeal comes their way.

Today Niar is getting ready to go see his mother-in-law. Although, her mother-in-law was already evil to her she did not hate Septi. After all, she was the woman who had been taking care of her husband to what he is today.

She was always taught by her mother to be a woman who always forgave the mistakes of others. There is no perfect man in this world. Must be wrapped around khilaf and also mistakes. Especially when Niar feels for himself the power of forgiveness, Niar already does not hold anger or revenge to his mother-in-law. He even wanted to thank Septi for being very sincere about taking care of Dirga from childhood.

Yesterday, Niar and Dirga accidentally went shopping for clothes for them to wear when they visited Septi. They also bought clothes for Septi. Niar deliberately chose clothes that match Arshen so that his mother-in-law always remember Arshen.

Niar rippled towards his son who had been laughing continuously like he was feeling great happiness.

"Arshen is happy, yes. Will meet Oma," said Niar while talking to Arshen. The baby was smiling and his feet were moving actively.

"Oma must be happy to see you, son. You are the first grandchild out of Papih," he said again.

Niar holds Arshen while waiting for Dirga because Arshen is getting bored. It turns out that Dirga came home a little late because he took care of Kenan's work first. Kenan and Nindy have yet to return from their vacation.

At three o'clock in the afternoon Dirga came home, he saw his wife and son sleeping with Niar leaning on the head of the sofa and Arshen in his arms.

"I'm sorry Papih, son," he said slowly while kissing Arshen.

"I'm sorry Papih, Mih." Now Dirga is peeping at his wife's forehead.

Dirga took over Arshen in Niar's arms until his wife was shocked to feel that someone had taken Arshen from his hands. Dirga gave the code so that Niar is not noisy. It turns out that Dirga moved Arshen into a crib.

Niar breathed a sigh of relief and he got up from his seat and switched to sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why late?" sergeant Niar.

Dirga approached his wife and sat down beside her. "Kenan's work is very much. So, Papih who teaches everything because it has been pursued deadline," he explained.

A rough breath came out from Niar's mouth. She can't talk about her husband's work anymore.

"Continue to be?" asked Niar with a slightly frustrated face.

"Wait for Arshen to wake up, yeah. Pity if sleep is brought, '" replied Dirga.

Niar nodded in understanding. He also put his body on the bed. His body was tired too. Dirga chose to cleanse his body. After an hour, Arshen never woke up as well as his wife who looked very sound. He knew his wife was sleep deprived because every night she had to stay up. Arshen always asks for company if midnight arrives.

Dirga rubbed gently on Niar's head. He felt very lucky to have a beautiful wife like Niar. Beautiful wife inside out.

"The wean is very lucky to have Mamih. Papih was also very lucky to find Mamih back." Dirga long kissed Niar's forehead.

Dirga instead fell asleep and the plan to meet the Septi plan had to be pushed back because it was afternoon and the three of them fell asleep very soundly. Dirga, Niar and Arshen are perfect examples of small families.