Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 127

After bathing Dila and Indra's daughter, the two sisters who had dressed and dressed the little one to look very beautiful and adorable, since yesterday the new little one was bathed, since, because yesterday when the bloodstains and others were just on the lap.

The smell of a typical baby now filled the room Dila. The smell of fresh telon oil, and also baby perfume.

" The baby sister is finished bathing, later wait for the doctor to visit here, maybe Miss Dila can go home soon if everything is good. Giving birth normally is indeed faster recovery period, which is why, sometimes only a day or two of normal childbirth mothers stay in the hospital".

" Later will also be brought medicine and vitamins for the mother if allowed to go home".

The description of the sister makes Dila face sumringah. Indeed Dila already really wanted to go home, because being in the hospital felt uncomfortable for him. In addition to inconveniencing the others, Dila was also more comfortable sleeping in her own room.

" Thank you for the information sister, thank you also for bathing your little one, later I discuss again with Dila about the name for our daughter", indra said while driving the two sisters out of Dila's room in the care.

" Seriously you two don't have a name for this beautiful granddaughter?. Uluh... reed.. kasian very beautiful granddaughter has not been made a name", muttered Fatma while again holding the little one.

While Siti chose to go to the bathroom and wash the dirty clothes of the little one used earlier.

" Who would you like to have a name, dear?, do you have the desire to give our daughter a name?", asked Indra while sitting next to Dila.

" I don't have a name plan either, just when I heard the name Arsyila at school, it's the name of one of El's friends in Kindergarten, it looks pretty that name, her son is also beautiful and very polite, the rest I hand over to Mas, want to be given a long name" said Dila.

" Well, that's a good name Arsyila, can be called Arsy, or ila, just choose, which is clear last name there must be a name Pambudi, let everyone know, she's Indra Pambudi's daughter, Indra Pambudi, and the grandson of Rizal Pambudi", murmured Fatma.

" El alone who is not our grandson, we give the last name of Pambudi, let alone this is really our biological grandson, so must use the last name of the family", Inner Fatma.

" I also agree, good that's the name of Arsyila, in the village also does not exist, if Indra son how?", asked Siti who had finished rubbing the little guy's clothes and finished drying them.

Indra seemed to think, and began typing on his phone, finding out from the internet, what the meaning of the name Arsyila.

~ As for Arsyila comes from Arabic which is a peaceful, independent, happy and perfect way of life ~

" Well, it turns out good also means, of course I agree. Arsyila Savina Pambudi, How about it?. Savina means a kind and beautiful woman, like a good prayer for our beautiful little daughter, may she be a kind woman.

Dila immediately nodded, as well as Bu Fatma and Bu Siti, all agreed with the name mentioned by Indra.

While they were still discussing in Dila's room, the Doctor and several nurses did an examination into Dila's room. Check on Dila and the baby.

" Good afternoon, Mr. Dila, Mr. Indra, there are so many women here, there are grandmothers from sister.baby yes, both equally take care, lucky. Now we try to check the condition of the body and health of Ms. Dila and baby sister first....".

" Judging from the romance of her face, it seems like everything seems healthy and happy. But let's check it out thoroughly".

The nurse checked Dila for blood pressure, blood sugar, cholesterol, and much more that the nurse checked. The doctor only read the results of Dila's health check while nodding his head.

" The results are all good, even ASI from Bu Dila has come out a lot, will greatly help accelerate the growth and development of the little one" said the doctor.

" Dok, this morning the little one had defecated, it was a sign that everything was normal, as well as the state of Bu Dila who was healthy" added the nurse, trying to inform the doctor.

" Good then, means after completing the administration, this afternoon you can go straight home. Because both the mother and the baby are all healthy" said the doctor.

The nurse who bathed the little one this morning was also there, "So have you found a good name for the little one?", the Sister asked Indra.

" Alright, it can be repeated Mr. Indra, let me record it into the book" said the sister. Indra also repeated the full name of his little daughter.

After the doctor came out of Dila's room, Indra called the house, and talked to Bi Ana to prepare their room, the plan would be Dila noon and the others would return home.

Bi Ana immediately cleaned Indra's room, arranged the crib that had been purchased some time ago and also the little one's wardrobe next to the big closet.

Fortunately Indra's room was spacious, and there were still many places that could enter other items. Dila did not want to sleep apart from her child, before the birth of Dila had already told Indra first, if she would sleep with her baby.

Indra who did not want to sleep apart from Dila also allowed Dila to buy the needs of the little one and put in their room. Their baby had to sleep with his mother.

It must be only a while they slept with their little daughter, after the princess was as big as El, or even not as big as that, Indra will ask Dila to rearrange their room, and then they will have her, Indra will make her own bedroom for Arsyila.

During the day Dila and the group reached home. All scrambling to see Arsyila, but Dila limits them.

" Liat Arsy his replacement yes, if the rame-rame can make Arsy less comfortable" said Dila.

All according and see Arsy alternately, first of course the first to enter the room is El and Dita, a few minutes later Bi Darsih and bi Ana, respectively, then continued Mr. Toto and Mang Santo.

While they can only see Arsy intermittently. Dila did not want to because they all swarmed Arsy, Arsy became cranky and hot.

The residents of the house also understood Dila's request, for the good of little Arsy.

" Aunty Dita, look at Arsy look not the same as El?", asked El while closing his face to the face of Arsy.

Dita frowned. " Kok do not look like?, because Arsy is beautiful, while El is handsome" said Dita while grinning, because it managed to tease El whose face looks manyun because it is said not similar.

" Aunty Dita doesn't know anyway, Arsy is similar to El, because El is her brother!", El sulks and leaves his father's room, goes into his own room and shuts himself in there.

" Have left it, soon also out alone" said Dila holding Dita who was about to chase El into his room.

Dita nodded, "Congratulations, now she is a real mother. Very smiling look Arsy small, very similar to the photo mba Dila that stored mom in the photo album in the room closet", muttered Dita.

Dila just smiled at Dita's words, the others were having lunch, but Dita chose to accompany Dila in her room, she said she was not hungry because she was watching cartoons with El while snacking.

" Mr Dila, there are greetings and congratulations from Mas Nino", whispered Dita lirih.

Dila looked at Dita, "Why did she miss the info that I was born?".

Dita nodded, "I told you, because Mas Nino who nganter me and the gents to the station, there was a technical disruption when he wanted to come here, the online car tire that we ordered leaked, and there was a technical disruption to the station, eh pas mas Nino passing by and nawarin ride, that's why Mas Nino so know that Mba Dila was born", explained Dita. Then his expression seemed to be thinking.

" Why else?", asked Dila who understood Dita's suspicious movements.

" Mas Nino was told by his mother to pick up Pakdenya who came from Surakarta, Mba Dila knew that Pakdenya only had two sons, but I saw Pakdenya coming with middle-aged mothers and also beautiful girls at the station. Maybe the girl wants to be introduced to the same mas Nino, and soon Mas Nino will follow married like Mba Dila, pity also his fate in staying married with Mba Dila", dita felt sorry for Nino.

Not for what, but indeed among the men who approached Dila, Nino was the best in her family since long ago.

" Thank God, then, she must indeed find another girl better than me" Dila said grimacingly.