Love Children Pesantren

Personality Article

03.20

Not only the atmosphere of the pesantren is already crowded, frenzied in the guest house was so. The wives are busy preparing the sahur menu for everything. Today is indeed Monday, and everything will be sunna fasting Monday-Thursday except Syifa who is pregnant.

Fortunately, this guest house has a small kitchen as a complement. Although the kitchen is provided to make warm drinks such as coffee and tea. But last night, Syifa asked permission to borrow ndalem's wok. Yes, even though he himself is honestly not tasty. But gladly Dinda and Bu nyai lend it.

Now, in the kitchen, this is how it ends. The wife of a busy wife struggling with her cooking. While chatting lightly with each other. Arriving in the middle of the busyness, Dinda went into the kitchen with a cooked rice in a small basin.

"Assalamualaik."

"Getishalight." Answer them simultaneously.

"Here, don't bring rice for sahur." Dinda. He knew they were all going to fast today because Syifa said it to herself when she borrowed a frying pan.

"Thank you, my dear." Aisyah.

Dinda nodded.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh no, don't do this to be done." Lina Sahut.

"Oh yes if so, I say yes first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Aisyah stepped towards the middle room. Carpet small. After that, he returned to preparing the finished boiled noodles. In a neat arrangement on the carpet, in the afterlife Syifa who put two dishes containing each of her three homemade eggs and Lina who prepared rice while carrying several empty dishes.

They called their husbands back. Iqbal who came out of the room first immediately sat down to put himself origin, without seeing who was beside him. His hand immediately picked up an empty plate, about to take some rice. Yet...

"Heh bal move! Don't deket my wife!" Tell Fariz who just got out of the room.

Iqbal. He moved right away. "Why is he now next to my wife?" Reyhan's question made Iqbal turn towards Syifa.

"Yes, why the hell? You can sit on the right side of your wife!!" Answer Iqbal.

"No. I'm sitting on Syifa's right, but the one sitting on her left is Lina don't lo." Answer Reyhan.

Iqbal clucked in annoyance. "It's just that rempong lo all! Sensi is a husband. I will not take your wife on! I have my own wife." Iqbal continued in an annoyed tone while shifting his body.

Before long Lina came from the kitchen and sat down in an empty place.

One by one, they started to take food and eat it. Syifa is no exception. Finished sahur, Syifa and Aisyah cleaned things up, while Lina made coffee for the three men who were chatting casually in the living room. There is still fifteen minutes before the sahur time runs out, this coffee may be their chatter.

"It's sister.mas. Please have a drink." Oh yes Lina only made two coffees for her husband and Fariz, if for Reyhan she chose to make tea.

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07.20

On the terrace of the guest house, Lina was busy feeding Aluna.

"Eh,, Aluna..." Sapa Syifa just came out.

"Hi aunt..." Reply Aluna is no less friendly.

"Come on, one more mouthful." Lina raised her hand and went back to feed Aluna. "Well, if Aluna was here first yes, you want to make milk first."

"Good mother."

"Syifa, take care of aluna?!"

"Okay, ready Lin!! itung itung again learn to take care of the child." Reply Syifa spirit.

Lina smiled. "Thank you, good tumben."

"Yee..gue knows it well long ago!" Reply Syifa stiffened and glared.

Lina stood up with a crybaby. "Yes, my baby girl!!" The god then ran in small.

"My baby boy, my baby girl..." Repeat Syifa by advancing her lips irritated. Syifa smiled back. "Aluna, play yuk!!"

"alright. What's aunt cipa playing?"

"Iihh..don't call cipa, call Aunt Syifa."

"Yes. Aunt Syifa." Aluna's birthday according.

"What do we play anyway?"

"Emm..." Aluna tapped her index finger towards her chin. Trying to think. "How about we belmain tom and jelly?"

"Oh..the way?"

"Tante Syifa became a cat, Aluna became a mouse. So, aunt Syifa pushes aluna until she can. And then eat it."

"Damn..." Syifa shook her head strongly. "No no... Aunt Syifa won't eat you, haram!! Is aunt Syifa cannibal eating people's meat? Later even aunty Syifa moused everyone again, plus considered a crazy person."

Aluna quickly patted her forehead. Ah, just what the aunt in front of him doesn't understand? It's just a parable like the real world, where when a cat gets a rat prey he will immediately prey and eat it.

"Not so Auntie. It doesn't eat well, it's just." Obviously Aluna made Syifa oh ria.

"OKAY. Ayok.kamu run first. Relax, surely there will not be a minute also aunty has been able to catch you." Syifa said with her PD.

Aluna immediately ran free in the spacious courtyard of the pesantren. After a long distance, Syifa immediately chased after him. However.the solution is not as tight as usual, yes because she is pregnant.

Ah, but it's not as easy as he thought. Aluna even ran so fast and agile, she seemed to lose fast with a small child. "Aluna ih...the solution is not to fast!!" Syifa complains by trying to pursue.

Aluna stop. "Come aunty kejal aluna until you get it!" Aluna continued, then came back running faster. And it also made Syifa not want to lose, she with all her strength ran.

"Needle..." Lina was speechless when she did not find her daughter on the terrace, her gaze staring ahead. Aluna and Syifa were chasing there. "O Allah Shifa!! STOP!!" His shouting. How can a pregnant woman run after such a chase? If it happens what how?

Syifa stopped her pace. "Ah, my stomach!!" His ringing with his stomach holding in pain.

Lina quickly put the milk on the table on the porch. He ran over to Syifa, making sure everything was okay. Lina pinched the soft arm of Syifa.

"Whouh!! Lin..gue again hurts this! How was it in the pinch??" Syifa's question could not hide her frustration.

"Yes, anyway!! How can you run like that?" Reply Lina with judes. He's really worried.

"Oh well..would I want this baby??"

Lina squeaks. "Just be five months old how do you want to be born!" Lina's getting nyolot. Syifa was the only friend who made her emotional. Really am! Though Aisha with her son Dinda baek baek, kalem kalem also.

Aluna who saw that stopped her running. He was astonished to see Syifa grimacing in pain. Without further ado, Aluna ran after her mother who was helping Syifa to walk towards the house.

"Mother, aunt, why?"

"Sick stomach." Answer Lina.

"Oh, you want a pup?" Ask Aluna plain. "If it's like that, Mali Aluna antal to kamal bathing aunt."

"Douh.no..not want Aluna's pup,," Reply Syifa who still had time to reply in the middle of her stomach in pain.

Lina sat her best friend down on the porch chair. He gave her a glass of milk. "This.drink first."

"What milk?"

"This is Aluna's milk."

"Yeah Lin time, I'm again pregnant cook in order to drink the milk of a child?? It should be milk for pregnant women." Cerocos Syifa's.

"But the problem is I don't have pregnant women's milk. But how are you? It still hurts."

"This is a matter of silence."

"Syifa," Reyhan's call left them stunned.

"God greetings first, Syifa was shocked to know.hsss" He again held back the pain, making Reyhan immediately anxious.

"Why you?"

"This is a big brother, Syifa time playing a romp?! Run again. Though it's her stomach is already big because the baby is twins.gue aja stomach so much like an abis in circumcision." Adu Lina's.

Reyhan looked at his wife with a flat face, although his heart was so anxious and anxious about his behavior. "Why can run away fa? You don't think about your baby?" Reyhan's question made Syifa instantly shake her head strongly.

"Noooo!! Ih mas...Where is there a mother who does not think about the baby??!! So, how the hell is that?!" Syifa said offended. He immediately stood up and walked withstanding the pain that was still felt. Entering the room with a heart that is so arrogant.

"Well, what's wrong?" Lina muttered confusedly.

Reyhan quickly followed his wife into the room. He closed the door, and saw Syifa sitting on the bed. His lips advanced forward a few centi. Snuggle.

Reyhan immediately walked over and sat down beside Syifa. "Why?"

Syifa grunting. "Syifa is happy." It should make Reyhan's forehead wrinkle.

"Well happy to pout?! That's also ketus. Why?"

Reyhan cheered a faint smile. Hm, Syifa is the person can not be angry or long sniffing.

Reyhan is melting. She held Syifa's hand gently and rubbed it gently. Kissed long. It made Syifa slightly withered, but she still wanted to take it.

"Syifa..why are you sulking?" Reyhan's question was so softly heard. Really, no more cold and cranky tones.

Syifa was still silent with occasional glances at her smiling husband. Oh no!! He could not bear to see Reyhan smiling warmly. Oh Syifa is crashing! Anyway you have to keep looking angry, let Reyhan mas tetep liquid like gini.then if you smile even frozen again. Hold first. Oh, God, his inner being tried to hold on so that the defense of his gloomy face would not be knocked down by Reyhan's smile.

Really, Reyhan is sometimes seen smiling. Syifa also did not know, why was her husband stingy smile? His wife was clearly smiling all the time. Rarely Reyhan smiled so warmly.

Reyhan kissed Syifa's hand again. "I'm sorry if I said hurt your heart." He continued by pressing his grip on Syifa's hand.

"Oh gapapa kok mas!!" Syifa replied with a big smile revealing her row of white teeth. He just realized it...

"That's right!! Syifa defense so collapsed deh.makannya mas do not smile ah!" Syifa was upset again, but it made Reyhan add sweetness to her smile.

"By the way, why did you run away?" Reyhan asked who was still warming up.

Syifa. "Syifa forgot to get pregnant." Suddenly the answer made her husband shake his head. Forgot he said? How could? His big stomach was so in saying forget.

"Yes..." Syifa. "Don't get cold, will you?!"

Reyhan chuckled small. "Why?"

"Yes, if it's cold again, it's not good," Syifa replied. I want him to continue to give a lump of fire so that instantly if Reyhan is cold, he will warm up again.

"Mas mas, kiss dong again." Syifa even crunched. Yes papa, it's halal too.

Reyhan said, not kissing his hand this time. Oh, Oh God

...the kiss is so warm.

Syifa grinned in satisfaction. "Maaa...Syifa wants to eat fried chicken. Beliin,,,"

"Hm, mas go first then." Reyhan moved from his seat. Take a black jacket and wear it.

"En.mas. Syifa wants to eat the thighs..."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Eh mas mas..but the right thigh huh? yeah yeah?"

Reyhan. Now tell me, how can he tell the difference between his left and right thighs?

"okay." That's what came out of Reyhan's mouth. He did not want to waste time asking, Syifa also definitely would not give the right answer. He immediately stepped out of the room, buying fried chicken at his wife's request.

Almost half an hour, Reyhan finally returned, of course, making Syifa cheer happily welcome the arrival of the fried chicken. "Yey!! Where is mas.." Syifa stretched out her right hand asking.

Reyhan gave as his wife asked. "It's a right thigh fried chicken right?" Ask Syifa to make sure.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Do you know that this is the right? Ask the seller, right?"

"Hm."

Syifa. "No, it's cold again. Do not let the fire that makes the warm is extinguished because it got wind on the road?!"

Reyhan massaged his forehead. He turned around and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"Some one's left in the car." Reyhan continued his steps.

"Oh." That's Syifa's response. He bodo very with it all, with greedy five understand fried chicken in Reyhan bought out

his brush.

"Hm hm."

"More..."

Syifa.

"Oh my God, why do you keep ngaggetin??" Syifa asked a tone of emotion, but immediately melted when she saw what Reyhan thrust. A flower.

Sure, Syifa cheerfully accepted happily. He smelled the fragrance of every flower. "Mas, make Syifa, right?"

"Yes"

"Romantic tumben??"

"That was a little boy selling flowers, sorry look at him."

"IH! So you bought this flower for pity on that kid? Not because he wants to be romantic with his wife?"

Reyhan nodded lightly.

"SEBEL!"

Reyhan laughed at his wife.

"Don't laugh!"

"Why?"

"Dangerous! Mas Reyhan is ugly!"

Reyhan chuckled again at it. A handsome guy like this is called ugly.

"Yes, if so find another wife who wants the same mas. You don't want it because you're ugly. Hem??" Reyhan raised both eyebrows.

"DAD!!" Syifa threw him a pillow. "Really too yes!! Cook in polygamy Syifaya anyway?! Not Ridho mas! Never will be rid!"

Why is Syifa angry? Just kidding, understandably because pregnant.ya her emotions are uncertain.

Reyhan stopped Syifa's hand which kept hitting him with a pillow. "Syifa. How do you want polygamy if you can't do it??!"

Syifa instantly restrained her smile. Is it that easy for Reyhan to stop his anger?. "Mas was just kidding." Reply Reyhan. After that his expression returned cold and flat again.

"Shyfa."

"Yes?"

"Do you know that personality is hard to change? It's hard to be someone else, to be yourself is better. Just like you, you can't be as personal as you want."

"Mas Syifa it___"

"Syifa, I haven't finished talking." Cut Reyhan. "Like you, a person who is chatty, cheerful and can not be calm.it will be difficult to turn into a pendiem, cold and indifferent person. You're not gonna feel comfortable."

Syifa actually did not accept being chatty, but she chose to be quiet.

"Mas is the same, there is a sense of dislike when forced to turn into someone else. Romantic and all that."

Hearing that Syifa felt down.

"But___" Reyhan stared fixedly at Syifa. "But behind the attitude of the mas, mas has its own way to make you happy."

Actually Syifa was also already happy to see Reyhan change from calling him lo-gue so I'm you. He also now says it's "Mas" not "gue"

"I'm sorry that Syifa's been pushy." Syifa looked down inside. Has she been thinking too much about her will to not pay attention to what her husband likes and dislikes?

"Mas also apologized, it can't be what you want it to be. I see, you need a lot of attention now." Reyhan cupped his hands together on Syifa's cheeks. "One thing you need to underline and remember. Mas, will always make you and our children happy later.in their own ways and versions of mas that you may not know and understand. Understood?"

Syifa nodded calmly. Why did the guilt seep into his heart like this?

"Is Syifa excessive mas??"

Reyhan.

"No. You just need something that your heart wants and your baby."

They stared at each other.

Soon Reyhan brought his face closer and kissed Syifa's forehead. It made Syifa feel calm. This time, Reyhan was speaking not like the Reyhan figure he knew. From the way, tone and delivery.

She was so warm this time. It makes Syifa happy, if Reyhan behaves like this every day, but it's very difficult to hope for that.

Tok tok...

"Shyifa..."

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