LOVE NARA

74 MEET RAGA

The car that took Yoga and Nara home had already reached the spacious courtyard of the man who had just come out of the hospital.

Seeing that there were a lot of cars parked in the courtyard more than usual, Yoga turned his head towards Nara before they got off.

"What's the show, Ra?" tanyakanya.

Nara simply smiled wryly as she looked at her husband full of secrets.

"You'll know soon, too. Come on, let's get out!"

Yoga opens the car door and exits first, followed by Nara. Hand in hand they walked towards the wide open main door.

One step through the door, Yoga was stunned to see many people in the living room who had been carpeted to sit down together.

Among those there, he sees Father, Mother and Indra Nara's sister who happened to come home from out of town. In addition there is also Aunt Arum and her three children, then there is Doctor Danu, Ardi and Bunga, also Beno and all the guards and workers in his residence.

Together they also present some orphans from one Orphanage where Yoga became his regular donor. Everyone present looks happy to welcome the return of Yoga in good health after having an accident three weeks ago.

Yoga turned his head back towards Nara who was ready with her explanation.

"I'm sorry, I invited them to pray together for your healing and return. You're not angry, are you?" ask Nara at the end of the sentence.

She's been preparing all this since Doctor Danu yesterday said that her husband can go home today.

Yoga shook his head and smiled, making everyone there amazed because all they knew was that Yoga was a cold man who never showed his smile.

"Thank you for your concern, Ra."

Without a care around Yoga clasped his wife's shoulders and kissed her head affectionately.

"God ...!" Ardi teased his little best friend who looks very happy this afternoon.

Nara's face immediately flushed reddening in embarrassment from the attention her husband showed in front of many people.

"Meet them. Everything's been waiting for you since."

Yoga followed his wife's words. He let go of his arms and walked over to the guests who were the closest to him.

Unbeknownst to Yoga who was greeting them, Nara secretly went to their room to retrieve their tiny baby.

After greeting all his guests, Yoga only realized that Nara was no longer beside him. He also looks restless because from the beginning of his arrival, has not found what he was looking for.

His pair of eyes continued to search for his wife and also another figure he had not seen since he first came.

"Who are you looking for?"

Nara emerges from the inside holding her baby. Yoga stood where he stood.

His gaze turned inward where his wife stepped quietly with both hands clutching their sleeping child.

Getting closer, Yoga's heart began to be filled with the thrilling vibrations of his chest simultaneously. His gaze was locked on the quiet little figure within his wife's arms.

Nara stopped right in front of Yoga who began to glaze over at their baby for the first time.

"My son ...."

The sound of Yoga blocked her happy days. Unknowingly his right hand extended out to the baby's face and touched the reddish round cheek with trembling.

"Do you want to carry it?" tanya Nara and Yoga still fell silent without taking her eyes off at all.

"I'll help you."

Then with a slow and careful movement Nara moved the baby into the hands of Yoga who was ready to hold him tightly and bring him close to his body.

Everyone fell silent, watching Yoga who had been holding his tiny baby warm for the first time. The atmosphere of haru increasingly felt with happy faces, which began to shed tears.

Nara had moved to her side, both watching their young hearts still asleep. Only occasionally wriggling slowly moving his face and body that Nara deliberately open the bed so that Yoga can see the entire body of the son.

Yoga nods and gently kisses the baby's forehead with a warm heart.

"Today was twenty-one days of his birth. Right at the same time as your return, I purposely held a small thanksgiving as well as aqiqah for our son."

Yoga looked at Nara who was also looking at him with a smile that shook the man's heart. Only a nod of the head can do, because his lips are still difficult to speak because he likes the deep voice.

"Greet his birth with your voice of prayer, that he may be ever awake in his faith and remember the voice of the father who loved him so much even when he was still in his mother's womb."

Yoga began chanting the adhan in the right ear of the son and ended with iqamah in his left ear. Tears had drenched his reddened face full of joy and happiness.

There was gratitude from all who witnessed the historic moment.

Nara wiped her husband's tears with her fingers while her own face was still wet with tears.

Yoga kissed his son's face with excitement. All the parts did not escape from his little kisses make the baby again wriggling and slowly open his round eyes.

Yoga gasped, his heart beating hard beginning their first glance. The first look between a father and the baby, which made him fall in love instantly on the adorable little figure.

The tiny baby, although only able to catch the shadow around him, but his eyes seemed real to the father who was carrying and looking at him endlessly.

His little hand wrapped in cute baby gloves kept moving as if he wanted to greet father and mother in front of him, until his hand touched the face of his father who held him.

Nara quickly opened her baby gloves so that the tiny hands came into direct contact with the skin of the father's face, who continued to look in amazement at her beloved son.

Yoga's entire body warmed up instantly as soon as her face got a touch from her tiny baby hand. The first touch of father and son that shakes his heart and will continue to be remembered throughout life.

"Before we start the prayer with him, it's a good idea to give Pak Yoga a name for your son."

The sound of ustad standing not far from them, making Yoga and Nara look at each other.

"Give a name to our son. I was deliberately waiting for you to heal so that you alone would choose the best name for her."

Yoga again glazed over to hear Nara's words. His wife and son alternated with a deep love.

For a moment the man fell silent and closed his eyes, after which he looked back gently at the baby with a new call.

"Ragas. Nara and Yoga."

Nara gasped at the reply of Yoga who was already looking at her affectionately. Just like Yoga, her heart warms up, drifting away in a sense of happiness that so envelops her soul.

"the dragon?"

Nara still nailed her gaze back to the gaze of Yoga's eyes that were nodding at her.

"Raga Son of Mahendra."

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