Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 85. Welcome At Home

Today is the day Baby A is hospitalized. And today too, Doctor Dyah has allowed to be brought home. Because his health condition has improved.

"Are you ready ?" Ask Al to his wife.

"I've been bored here Mas, miss the atmosphere of the house." Answer jokes.

"I stay a while is it okay ?"

"Gakpapa Mas."

"Yes, I just take care of the administration first."

Anita nodded with her trademark longing smile. Not long after Al came out, a bunch of medical teams came to check.

"Good morning Mother Anita." Greet the doctor who checked this morning.

"Good morning Doc."

"Well..are you ready to go home ?"

"Alhamdulillah, I've been bored here too long Doc." Say again.

"Hahahaha, thank God everyone is in good condition. Soon her DeBay will be delivered here." Said Doctor.

"Thank you Doc."

I can't wait to hold and breastfeed her son. During the treatment, Anita can only see it from behind the glass room. Giving asi also through the nurse who guards it.

"Assalamualaikum Mama." Sapa a Sister who delivered Baby A to him, as the Doctor promised earlier.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Masya Allah is Mama's favorite."

Slowly Tata received her baby. He's so small and frail. His skin was pure white, his nose was sharp, just like Papa Al. But if viewed carefully, more likely to look like Mama Tata.

'Mama is sure you are strong, son, healthy yes dear Mama.' Say it in the heart.

"This is all Baby A equipment yes Mom, just waiting for you to still talk to the Doctor, can immediately go home." The sister explained.

"Thank you Sus."

"Healthy on Deck." He said before leaving the mother and child in his inpatient room.

***

While in the residence of the Alfatih family, already boisterous with the preparation of welcoming the arrival of their new family.

Especially Nindya, she was the most enthusiastic about the presence of her baby brother.

"Eyang, Dya can carry Dede' a baby ?"

"Darling, later if you are older, the baby is also strong, then you can carry."

"Ooo ... " That's all his comment.

Nindya understood, what Eyang and his parents banned, did not mean they did not love, but Dya knew that it was for the good of him as well.

Din .. din ... din ...

"That's Papa Eyang." Nindya's scream that memorized the sound of Papa Al's horn.

Without waiting for the cue from his Eyang, Nindya had already dashed towards the source of the sound.

Many people welcomed their arrival. From family, or from the nearest neighbor. There was Bulek Rukmini and Paklek Arman there.

"Be careful Nduk, let's get your son inside." Said Eyang Buyut, who was also present among the Kamandanu extended family.

"Mama !" Nindya Shouts.

"Yes, slow down, Mama you're still sick !" Prevent Bulek Rukmini with his tense expression.

"Father of Bulek." Sahut Tata slowly.

Nindya who felt being scolded, immediately turned and ran to her room.

"Yes, baby." Mama Tata's call she didn't hear.

"Have it, let Mother persuade." Said Mother who better understood how to persuade him.

"Mas, follow Dya." Pinta Tata to Alfatih.

"Here is your habit. If not trained from small, then the magnitude of the dive." Oceh Bulek Rukmini, as Al leaves them to persuade Nindya.

"Don't equate me with Nindya Bulek." Answer Anita.

"Like what, Bulek just reminds you, educate him properly, so as not to be a spoiled child."

"But not with violence and harsh words Bulek." Deny Anita.

"If he's not being bullied, there's nothing he's afraid of." Answer's colot.

"Bulek take it easy, I know what I have to do, and I know what's good or not for my kids." Deny Tata again.

"As for you, Bulek just reminded me, that your status is stronger in this house, than that boy."

It felt like Tata was continuing their debate, but suddenly it sounded someone headed for her room.

Kolkhi ....

Bulek Rukmini's mouth felt silenced, as Al opened the door to his room.

"How is Dya Mas ?"

"Gakpapa, then also calm yourself. Maybe he's sensi because there's a little sister." Answer Al.

"No, Nindya is not like that. He's snooping because Bulek stopped him." Resist Tata.

It's true, but Al still keeps the feelings of Bulek Rukmini who is still among them.

"Gakpapa, his name is also children." Al was smarter.

They are preparing for the event of a tasyakuran akikah as well as welcoming the birth of their son.

"Thank you, Bulek, I can ask for help, Madam Watik later." Tata's answer doesn't want to be troublesome.

'Bulek - bulek, the habit can not be changed.' Grumbles Tata in the heart.

***

It was getting darker, more and more invited guests arrived. Starting from relatives, neighbors around to the nearest employee Alfatih, all present to pray.

The chanting of the holy verse of the Quran accompanied by sholawat, sounds so soothing. Again, Mama Tata's tears can not be weathered anymore.

"Congratulations Ma'am."

"Goodbye, Al."

"Mr Ata, congratulations on the birth of her baby."

Congratulations and do'a much he received.

"God, how handsome."

"Yes, it looks like his father."

"No boy tends to look like his mama."

"Cowok, it's definitely Papa dong."

The comments between them.

"Congratulations Nduk, may he be a good son." Said Ranti's mother who came with the group from the halfway house.

"Thank you for Yang Ti." The answer.

"What's Nduk called ?" Ask Him back.

Name ?

Why did I forget ?

What's her name ?

"Althaf Faisal Dzaki Wijaya" This time Al who replied, in the confusion of the senses.

"Subhanallah, what a beautiful name." Their comments before finally saying goodbye, left the residence of the Kamandanu extended family.

Al took his son, he was put to sleep in the bed they had ordered earlier. A special, warmer bed for her tiny body.

"Sleep, baby, it's late." He said without looking at his wife.

'Thank you, you are always there when I need you. Although sometimes you are full of mysteries, but I still love you.' Tata said inwardly with her sweet smile.

Not only was a smile on her lips, but there were teary eyes adorning her face. A blank look looked at her husband's face.

"What do you think ?" Al asked who was right in front of him.

"You." The answer was short, still with a directionless gaze.

"What's wrong with me ?" Al asked with a surprised face. Al is happy to tease his wife who is always daydreaming, as now his speech is not focused.

"You are always in my mind. You're the most precious treasure that scares me of losing you." He mumbled unconsciously.

Cccupp ...

Soft but steady, Al grabs Anita's lips.

"Mas Al." His protest.

"What ?"

"Husband ah..."

"What ?"

"Ngagetin !"

"Aren't we talking now ?"

"Speak what ?"

"No, so I was talking to myself ?"

"The cook."

"You're a habit, asked what the answer is." Groused Al.

Tata immediately hugged her husband, as Al began to move from her seat.

"Love you Mas."

"Love you too."

"Love you three."

"Love you four."

"Love you more."

The last reply from Tata ended their joke.

One more happiness immeasurable in Anita's life. Handsome and understanding husband, the presence of two adorable cleavages.

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