Love Stifled By Destiny's

Household happiness. Season 2

Happiness continues to occur, when the child who is a bearer of blessings is now well grown up. He is now four and a half years old, so we have put him in kindergarten school (play gruop).

Her beautiful and cute face is liked by many people. To the extent that it often pinches chubby cheeks due to rubbing on him. The name is Kayla Ayu Pratiwi, it looks long and has many names, but it was Amel who gave it that name, so I as a husband just obeyed.

"Mama, Kayla left first, yeah!" saying goodbye to my wife, while hands have been saluted.

"Yes, honey. Don't be mischievous at school, hopefully you can get good grades today." The wife had given her a distinctive smile, while stroking Kayla's hair slowly.

"Yes, Ma."

The cute boy turned to step closer to Mom aka his grandmother. Mother who is ready to receive Kayla's part has given a hand, to be immediately greeted as well. The chubby cheek was kissed left right by him.

"Learn the hard-working, son!" say Mother.

"Yes, Grandma. Bye .. bye."

"Assalamualaik."

"Moskalamic. Bye .. bye as well."

"You say goodbye, Mom, baby!" I said to the two women who have been meaningful in life all this time.

"Yes, careful. Don't drive around with the vehicle."

"Emm .. good, Mom.

Finally we both went to the car, which was parked in front of the yard. Every day before work,

this is my activity to take the child first to school. If the clock time back home again had to pick up, which fortunately I was the boss of my own company, so it was easy to get in and out of the workplace as I wanted.

It only takes fifteen minutes to get to Kayla's school. Now there are many children, who are delivered directly by their parents as well.

"Don't be naughty at school later. Before Papa picks you up don't go home first, same old teacher waited later," I said before Kayla I could take her to class.

"Yes, Pa. Kayla understands," answered her innocence.

Hands were already waving slowly, as Kayla seemed to be entering the place to seek knowledge. I returned to reply to the wave, after it felt safe to immediately go back to the car.

Business after effort has been successful we run. There is not a single obstacle that makes us roar like yesterday. Everything is done easily.

"Thank God, O God. It's all perfect for my family now."

"The many favors that You give, after many heartbreaking events. A beautiful wife, a cute and smart child is an immeasurable gift You gave me. Alhamdulillah .. alhamdulliah, thank you," a heart murmur who continues to give thanks, while busy driving a car.

The biological mother did not escape to help care for Kayla, because Amel was not too good to take care of everything. Her dead mother may have been too pampering yesterday, so it is now difficult to stand alone to take care of our household. Fortunately, the mother was patient and always wanted to give the best for all of us.

"Well, Sir. You look happy, what's the recipe?" ask one of my employees.

We were both looking at lunch, enjoying a few cups of coffee.

"Cooking, anyway?" Flip tanyaku.

"Yes, Sir. Really it. So ngiri see other people's households are fine, especially they are always happy and look cheerful continue. It's not like my household, all there is every day is constant fighting." Officers are issuing uneg-uneg in their households.

"Well, how can you?" Astonishment asked.

"Huuff, that's it, sir."

"Emm, if the storm must have been because of the disaster. There's no way you guys could just fight" I guess.

"She said, I've been different from the time of dating first. I don't know where the fault is, which is still the same as giving more attention to the wife, but she always considers it to be a problem" explained the friend.

"Maybe you did change this time, because you're too busy thinking about work versus your own wife." My seriousness guessed, while continuing to sip coffee after eating.

Let's not sleepy when working, then a cup of coffee is a mainstay so that I remain in a state of not sleepy.

"Oh, that's right, sir."

"Lha, I work for him too, why should be angry and fuss just. 'would it be so."

"Yes, I understand that attitude, but for your wife it is different. The affection that you have been giving feels lost, due to not paying attention to him anymore. Try to pay attention to him, pamper him, and more importantly give your free time to be affectionate like your time dating first. I also like that, even though we are married but never shy to show that affection in front of him. Wives will always be comfortable, if we pay more attention to them, especially always indulge in all the desires that need from us."

"May you understand what I am saying. You try first for what I just did. Hopefully your relationship will be good again," I said to provide a solution.

"alright, Sir. I will change my attitude, to pay more attention to him. Hopefully what I did this time will not be wrong continue to be in the eyes of the wife." Finally my friend understood this advice.

"Emm, amen. May you be happy and have no more fights."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Our conversation continued, albeit on a different topic. Even though he is an ordinary employee, I still establish familiarity with everyone, be it the highest officer or mediocre subordinates. Everything has to go well, in order to have many friends.