I Turned Him in a Third Night

Part 40 | Repot

“Sholehah, that's what a father asks 

to his daughter. Because the success of a father, is at the time of the child

her girl grew up to be a woman who transformed like an angel from heaven.”

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After about a week in the hospital. Thank God, finally today Zihan can breathe free air, because he can return to live in his house

with the beloved husband and also the princess who just this week saw

beautiful world. “Inget, Han you don't get too tired and work a lot first. Your condition has not recovered properly.” That stuff Zihan got from his beloved mother.

“Iya, Han if you need anything tell your husband. He is there for you

have a go at. If he doesn't want to report to Mamah, let Mamah fire him so

son,” timpal Yulia. Gibran snorted when he heard his mother's words. “Gibran

this is her husband Zihan, not her errand boy Zihan.”

“You must help Zihan take care of Nadhira, what else if the middle of Nadhira mallem wake you do not sleep but help Zihan.” Prasetya gave his advice and advice.

“Now it is not just Zihan aja who is your responsibility, but also there is Nadhira. So, you have to be more responsible for your small exit,” said Pratama participated late in the chat.

“There again?” gibran asked a little lazily listening to the words of both his parents and in-laws. “Happy stay up my beloved sister,” added Galang who is also now in the residence of Zihan and Gibran.

“Get me alay loe, Kak,” Gibran said. “Don't use my loe again,

you have so now father is no longer a teenager slang,” admonished Prasetya.

“Ready, Big Boss do it!”

“Han, if Gibran does not want to change Nadhira loe diaper just sack he became husband,”

zahra said with her little bitterness.

“Apaan loe maen fired aja. Loe think I'm Zihan's subordinate what?” gibran said spontaneously. “Gibran!!” the warning full call he got from the elders.

“Sorry, his leisure who just realized that he had accidentally

say the word 'loe me'. “Mamah duct tape mouth let not origin jeplak,” says

Julie.

“Not all sewn, Mah to be more satisfied,” said Gibran chimed.

“Only you by the way.” Prasetya got late in the conversation.

“Yes already mending you rest gih there, we also want to go home first. Tomorrow insya

god we are here again,” said Windi. “Iya,” says Zihan and Gibran while greeting the backs of his parents and in-laws.

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“Mas fetch his bedong in the closet,” Zihan said. “No Han,” he said after

rummaging through the closet. “Find the real dong, Mas,” said the busy Zihan

calming Nadhira's echoing cries.

“Until the apocalypse also bedong will not meet if you do it there. I already told you that Nadhira's left wardrobe is not on the right,” said Zihan approached her husband.

Gibran checked his eyes several times. “Lupa, my life hasn't been to the get-together, dear. Where ngeh same position cabinet.” The clock was showing midnight and the pair of young parents were preoccupied with changing their wet diapers.

Gibran noticed the movement of his wife's hands that had begun freely in taking care of Nadhira. There is pride and happiness in him. Seeing the wife who was troubled because of her long hair that was broken, she

took the initiative to tie his wife's hair.

“Still Mas,” said Zihan with a genuine smile. “Do not say thank you, it has become an obligation Mas.”

Zihan felt her heart warm, her husband's words made her happy as well as relieved. Because she has a standby husband like Gibran who is always on hand

help her, and that makes Zihan happy.

“Yes now you sleep again, Nadhira let Mas take care,” said Gibran who

seeing Zihan several times caught wet evaporating.

Gibran with his jail smile.

“Ish, That's why. Yaudah I slept first,” he said after peeping the princess's cheeks that were still not asleep. Gibran smiled faintly at his wife

who has now begun to fall asleep, then slowly kiss his beloved wife's forehead.

“Great sleep, Darling.”

Gibran fondled his daughter's tiny body to immediately greet the dreamland, with the chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an that melodious on his lips.  He always

praying and hoping that one day his daughter would become a sholeh woman

he loves Allah and His Messenger and makes the Qur'an his guide. When his daughter fell asleep, he

put Nadhira to bed in her baby box. He kissed his forehead slowly before he went to sleep next to his wife.

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Early in the morning Zihan was preoccupied with taking care of his crying daughter. She was overwhelmed to take care of a red baby like Nadhira, moreover the absence of experience left Zihan overwhelmed and a bit of a hassle.

“Cup..cup..don't cry, darling,” with a loving mother Zihan stroking the cheek of a puffed up Nadhira.

Zihan holds Nadhira while giving her ASI. Although he still felt drowsiness, but as much as possible he eliminated the drowsiness far away.

“Astagfirullah, Gibran! Your wife is nagurusin Nadhira again. But you even snore rich that way,” said Windi when he entered the room without permission.

“Mother, ngagetin me aja,” said Zihan in a soft voice. “You're bothered alone

while Gibran even sleeps comfortably,” said Windi.

“Mother, don't be noisy. Kasian Mas Gibran just slept at dawn, as long as he took care of

Nadhira,” bright Zihan.

“Wake up your husband, not good to sleep after dawn prayers,” Windi remembrance. “But, right Bun.kasian.”.

“Build Zihan!” cut Windi fast and instantly take over Nadhira for him

bathe. Zihan has not dared to bathe his own daughter, bathing activities

bathing becomes the duty of mother and mother-in-law.

“Mas wake up,” with forced Zihan to wake her husband deep sleep.

“Engghhhh..” It was just the moaning Gibran gave. His eyes are still hard to open.

“Mas no Mommy,” said Zihan.

Gibran's eyes immediately opened wide when he heard the word Mother' coming out of his mouth

his wife. It can be destroyed his image if caught sleeping again after dawn prayers.

Although in reality Windi has seen his minus behavior. “Mother,”

his screeches.

“Iya, now again bathein Nadhira,” said Zihan. “So Mother is here?” ask Gibran

with the look of a face that is difficult to interpret. Zihan nodded. “Yes, game

Mas shower, before Mommy comes back here again.”

“Why don't you wake up Mas before Mommy gets here,” he said. “I also did not know that Mommy would come this time, it was fitting that I again love ASI to Nadhira suddenly

aja mommy get into the room,” light Zihan.

Gibran ruffled his hair in frustration. “Can be crossed off from the list of dream ghosts nih.” Zihan chuckled softly at the words of her husband. “Quiet will not be fired so mantu kok.”

Gibran hugged his wife from behind. “That will never happen,” whispered right next to Zihan's ear. Zihan flipped his body, buried his head in the chest of the field of the husband, “Yes already there shower, smell.”

Gibran grunted softly hearing her husband's words. “Kirain wants to say I love

you.” Zihan showed his faint smile. With Gibran's arms

his wife's nose fell, then ran to the bathroom.

“Mas Gibran!” Gibran only laughed happily at his wife's upset screams.