Look at Me, My Husband
S3 ENDINGS
Naina fell asleep after being transferred to the treatment room while Wira could not sleep anymore because she was too happy. The man continuously looked at his son's handsome face from the mobile phone.
"London Pratama Wirayudha's. Not bad." The hero smiled after saying the name that would be pinned on his second child.
"Mas, why haven't you slept?" Naina's voice broke the morning silence. The hero flinched, averted his gaze and smiled at the beautiful woman who was rolled helplessly over the gurney.
"I was looking at London's face until I couldn't sleep" he said, walking closer. "Do you need anything?" ask Wira.
Naina shakes. "Why is it called London? Can't you find a better name? Running out of ideas?" Naina asked. His voice sounded weak.
"That's because you named our first daughter so special, to the point that I had trouble finding a name for our next children." The hero pulled up a chair and sat by Naina's bedside.
The pale and exhausted face frowned, Naina was confused and did not understand the words of the Hero.
"I mean, Mas?"
"The Viennese is from Wira and Naina. That's what you mean, right?" guess Hero.
Naina nodded.
"I've been flipping through, matching the names of both of us. Nara, Rana, Wiwir, Wirwi, nothing good. If I give her another name, her sisters must be hurt because their names are ordinary and her brother is so special."
Naina. "Then?"
"I'm turning the brain." The handsome man who looked tangled was smiling shyly. "I decided to name our children the cities of the world only. When they grow up, they don't feel like there's anything special about Vienna. Let's just say it was taken from the Austrian capital."
Naina's eyes are rounded.
"Let's just say it's the gift of our last trip to continental Europe. Vienna could have formed while we were on our honeymoon in Austria. Remember right?"
Naina nodded, her mind glaring back a few years.
"London. I love that name." The hero repeated it.
Naina was completely made aghast by the thought path of the Hero. When other parents string and find a name for their child so beautiful with meaning, the other person himself.
"There are three names. London, Sydney and Orlando. I liked all three, but I decided to name our second son London. London Pratama Wirayudha." The hero proudly introduces the name of the son.
"So what should I call?" The sleepiness that disappeared due to their small talk made Naina listen to every word that came out of the lips of the Hero.
"Don?" Naina guess. "It's easy to pronounce our tongues that are Indonesian."
"Oh, it's not like that. London will be called Tama, and Orlando will be called Yudha."
"Huh?" Naina slips. Even the Wira had thought of it to that extent.
"I want 4 kids. The first is Vienna Pelangie Wirayudha, the second is London Pratama Wirayudha, the third and fourth, Orlando Pratama Wirayudha or Sydney Pelangie Wirayudha."
Naina clucked while shaking weakly.
"Enough to be a badminton team only, 2 pairs of mixed doubles. If it's a volleyball or football team, I pity you for giving birth that much." Smiling hero.
"I feel more sorry for you, Mom. Shown must go back and forth to the toilet during their later birth." Naina satirized while holding her stomach, imagining the Hero pacing down the toilet.
"That's it, what's important to me .. Thank you for everything. Thank you, because you are still loyal to my behavior that sometimes still like a child and often hurt you, Nai." The hero tidied up Naina's falling hair covering part of her face.
"Yes, Mum." Naina smiles. His hand slowly rubbed the husband's cheek. "Thank you for waiting for me all this time. Even after parting, you are still faithfully waiting for me to come home. Still fighting for me. Maybe I was lost once, but now I'm sure my home is with you." Naina suddenly shed tears.
"I'm back, Mom. I love you." Naina's hands shook, cupping her husband's cold left cheek exposed to a burst of air conditioning.
***
Two days hospitalized, on the third day Naina was allowed to go home. During these two days, only Ratih and Papa Wira visited the hospital. The condition of Mama Wira who had to sit in a wheelchair made her choose to wait at home with Vienna and Rima.
"Mas, isn't this the way back to the apartment?" ask Naina wonder. It is seen that he holds the baby while covering the face of baby Tama from the sun. A babysitter sits comfortably in the back seat, holding a bag of supplies.
"Yes, I decided to move here after you gave birth. It would be more convenient for the children to live here than in the apartment." The focus is on the highway.
Naina noticed the surprise. The hero had never told me about this before, really a surprise for him.
"Since we got married again, I actually wanted to move. The house is not ready and needs renovation. I'm grateful, the contractor I chose can finish it a few days before you give birth. So once out of the hospital, baby Tama goes straight into the new house." Smiling hero. The man's heart felt shady as he looked at Naina who was carrying their son, sitting next to him.
Ten minutes into the street complex, Wira's car turned into a three-story house with a very spacious courtyard. The white-painted Mediterranean-style house looks handsome. High towering with high pillars made Naina flabbergasted.
The young mother's lips grew even wider as she stared at the people standing in front of the porch welcoming her. There was Vienna sitting on the lap of her mother-in-law.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Mama will be staying with us from now on. I pity that Mama is alone in the house every time Papa comes home to Ratih. Although there are assistants who accompany it still feels different. I hope, by staying with us, Mama recovers quickly. For that reason I also decided to leave the apartment we previously occupied. You don't mind, do you?" ask the Wira right after stopping his car in the yard.
"Yes, Mas. It's okay."
***
Naina looked at her baby who is now being controlled by Mama Wira. Vienna and Nonik are so enthusiastic, scrambling to poke baby Tama's cheeks. The two crammed together, elbowing each other to take a close look.
"Mother, Tama's sister is funny." Nonik voiced, talking to his mother who was serving coffee to Wira and his papa.
"That's your nephew, not your sister." Wira made a sound while sipping coffee served by Ratih.
Naina sat leaning against the sofa right next to Wira, watching Vienna so happily greet her sister.
"Pa, from now on .. just stay in my apartment. It was closer than here than the current residence of Ratih. From now on, Mama will stay with me, so Papa doesn't have to worry about Mama anymore. Me and Naina are going to take care of him here," Wira breaks up.
Papa Wira was surprised.
"Papa can come at any time, stay is also not a problem. I think it's better for Mama to be with me and Naina. Mama must be more comfortable here too, there's a granddaughter accompanying her."
Papa Wira smiled. "Papa just say to you, Wir." The old man patted Wira's shoulder. "Congratulations to the birth of your son" he continued.
Amidst the small talk while waiting for the lunch that Ratih and the two home assistants were going to prepare, there was suddenly a knock on the door. The security of the front gate appeared at the door while hugging the giant bouquet of flowers.
"There's a flower delivery for Naina's mother and Mr. Wira." Security thrusts flower arrangements in front of Wira.
"From who?" Hero cringing.
"That's his greeting card, sir. In the envelope." Security pointed to the blue envelope tucking in between the white lily flowers.
The hero takes over and puts it on the table.
"Well, that's pretty. From whom, Mom?" naina asked, admiring the bouquet of her favorite white lily placed by her husband in front of her.
Hero shakes. His hand opened the card and read it.
Congratulations to the birth of my new niece, London Pratama Wirayudha. May you grow up to be a smart and great kid.
From, from,
Your handsome uncle.
Forehead Wira frowned, confused and looked at Naina. "From Dennis, how that shitty guy can know so many things." The hero thrust the greeting card into Naina's lap.
***
THE END
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