
Today, Rayyan took Fatimah to the obstetrician to start the process of pregnancy program. After being examined many times, Rayyan and Fatimah were declared fertile as well as the last time they checked. It's just that it's not their destiny to have children anytime soon. Perhaps God still wanted them to spend some time together for fun before there would finally be a little angel in their midst.
But even so, doctors still prescribe fertility drugs and vitamins for Rayyan and Fatimah.
After from the obstetrician, Fatimah and Rayyan go to the beach to have fun, enjoy life. Buying food on the beach while enjoying the breeze that hit their faces.
It feels very refreshing, when the sun is so hot, but it is balanced with a gentle breeze so it does not make the weather hot, especially with the company of coconut ice. It really feels really good.
Fatimah chose to sit while eating a snack that was a little spicy, he was too lazy to just walk on the beach. Maybe later in the afternoon, around four. I can walk on the beach.
Now just look at the sea water aja a little receding because the sun's effect is getting higher.
"Darling?"
" Yes, Mas."
"Why would I want to have a house on the beach."
"It doesn't have a yes."
"really?" rayyan asked, because his memory had not recovered, so he did not remember where the house he had.
"She, I've heard of Aunt Fatimah. Try asking Rio later, that matter."
"All right."
They were chatting until the dhuhur adhan was heard. After that, they immediately find the nearest musholla for dhuhur prayer and rest for a moment. After that they look for lunch while relaxing.
Although from the time they arrive, they eat a lot of snacks, but still they are still looking for lunch to fill their stomachs that are not actually hungry.
Well, they'll spend time together, all while making children on the beach, who knows this time so.
Rayyan really can't wait to hold a child and take him to the office, as she heard from her business partner. For sure he will increase his work spirit because there are children who accompany him to work. Especially if Fatimah follows her, the more complete her happiness.
Rayyan will make the room like a five-star hotel room, so that his son and wife feel at home for a long time in his work room. That's Rayyan's dream right now. Simple but would be very happy if it really materialized.
In the afternoon, as did Fatimah's wish. He and Rayyan walked along the beach holding hands.
"Jalan two like this, feel we are very romantic. No need for expensive, just walk on the beach, already make my heart happy."
"Do we need to come here every afternoon for a walk like this?" ask Rayyan.
"Not every day, too, Mom. Later even bosen, occasionally can, but if the drought will even feel normal."
"Where are you going Saturday-Sunday?"
"To yuk Mas orphanage," asked Fatimah.
"Can."
"All right, that's gonna be our next agenda."
"Yes, honey."
They walk until it does not feel like five o'clock past, they immediately go from there to go to the mosque, perform Maghrib prayers. And after that, they will find lodging for rest so that tomorrow can wake up again and go home to the Missions, because tomorrow, Rayyan has a meeting schedule at eight in the morning.