Mother to My Son

first day

Tok..tok.tok.tok sounding beats that galloping like impatient, and it turns out it does not wait until there is an answer, because it just opens.

Reza turned his face and smiled broadly at the woman who entered with a double stroller full of bags and a backpack on her back.

“Why yourself, where is Risma?” he immediately stood up and greeted the woman who looked rushed in and did not pay attention to the person in the room.

“So his mpasi food missed in the apartment so Risma came back again” he immediately took out the equipment from inside his bag and backpack.

The man sitting next to Reza looked shocked and stunned to see Hansa who was like she was unaware of her existence, alternately staring at the baby stroller and Hasna.

“Heheheh I forgot to recognize.. This is my wife Hasna.. And these are the twins who don't want to be silent .Papi Reza's children are puffed up and don't want to stop babbling…. Ay. and Ma…. Pikebuuu” Reza holds Bu who thrashed from the stroller want to carry him. Seeing her brother in the hold of Ay who was originally sitting quietly immediately whined want in the hold as well…

“Baaabaaa …. Baaa..baaa” call him he immediately sat up and looked up while soaring to ask in the carrier as well.

“Woaaa Ay also want to be carried.. wuiiih briefly removed first seat bealth... Ok... wuiiiiiing” Reza directly carried the two dexterously.

“Lu want to hold ? Eitsa…. Sorry I forgot you're not trained“ Reza showed off her two babies in front of her friend who can only frown.

“Ruth has given up on hormone therapy, twice tried tube babies but still failed.” he breathed. Hasna, who heard the conversation, glanced at the man sitting on the sofa with Reza, and was saddened to hear it when she and her husband were given twins.

“Lu less times the pull, do not give the brake.. Hajar continues to be full..hahhaha” Reza mocked his friend who immediately got the death gaze Hasna.

“Mass... talk try to be maintained in front of baby” said Hasna while keeping cake plates on the table. Danny stared at the cake served, only marble cake or people often call old sponge but it seems new made because it still smelled a warm fragrant aroma in his nose.

“I again say change brake oil..you only think like a distance” Reza wants to pluck a cake made by his wife but his hand holding two babies is difficult to move freely, he said, his head pointed at the cake asking to be fed. Hasna breathed her big baby likes not to see places often asked to be fed for various reasons.

Take a piece of cake and feed her husband slowly “hmmm I've been this shadow from night…. Thank you so much for realizing my dream” Reza immediately went after Hasna to kiss his wife's cheek in front of Danny.

“Ishh... You were in front of people also” Hasna tried to avoid, but the more evasive Reza was to kiss him, the more excited Reza was, to forget about holding two babies until shaken and squeezed between the bodies of their parents.

“Buuuuubuuuu..bubuuu” Bu who is squeezed in the middle of holding his mother's body while pulling clothes..

“Papiiiii ihhh... This chubby boy” Hasna yelled while covering Reza's face that looks anxious to see his wife.

“Hahahaha Buna likes to sell expensive yaa Bu. whereas if the nights like to chase Papi” he said satisfied. Hasna could only shake her head, she moved to the pantry to read the small plate for the cake. Danny could only look at his friend's behavior. Where Reza is always cold and quiet, why he turned into a man who installs with a woman called his wife.

Danny still remembers the news in the group almost seven years ago that his wife Reza died, he could not visit the funeral home because at that time he was still in Australia still continuing his studies and then accompanied Ruth his wife to complete her studies there. The news of Reza's second marriage he did not hear, so rather shocked when he saw a woman called Reza as his new wife. Although wearing a veil but looks modern and casual, his style is different from his first wife Reza who looks elegant and classic. This one looks sradak sat and often screams.

“Sorry Yes Maas...what is his name, was not yet called the same Mas Reza” Hasna save a small plate for marble cake that still gives off a warm aroma.

“Danny.” the answer is short.

“Sorry Yes Mas Danny…. Mas Reza now likes geje, maybe a bit stressful because of having a child a lot” Hasna sighed.

“Not yet treated to drink yes .. I make it so that it can be enjoyed by eating cake.. Coffe or Tea?” ask Hasna.

“Coffee….. Pikkeeebuu….. Wing wingggggg” even Reza who answered while continuing to play the twins.

“You guys start heavy like this, Papi's hand so pegal” Reza finally re-occupied the twins to the sofa, who did not want to stand still trying to reach forward to the table, he said, so it must be held so as not to fall from the sofa. His hands felt numb carrying twins who seemed to enjoy the atmosphere of playing during the day with his Papi.

“Mas Danny want coffee or tea?” Hasna asked the guest again.

“Coffee only... “ Danny seemed confused to face a new situation in front of him, Reza who was busy with his twin babies and his friendly wife Reza greeted him.

“Hmm... Za.. lu different far yes same age wife?” Danny whispered as he looked at Hasna who went to the pantry in Reza's room. The husband seemed distracted by his friend's question, he glanced at his wife who was unconscious being the center of attention of two men.

Reza stared fixedly, within 7 months Hasna's weight was almost back to normal. It still weighs 5kg but that adds to its more steady look according to Reza.

Hasna has now started returning to college, after two semesters of leave, now she is starting to continue her studies in the second semester. Even though he was not sure he would be able to share the task with work at home, it was finally decided to try first if it was not reliable and had to repeat the course, he would add a semester, he would add a semester, the important thing is to proceed, when he asked Reza for permission to return to campus, but still living in Jakarta has not moved to Bintaro.

“Different ten years..” replied Reza short, and Danny immediately gawked.

“Jaga mouth lu.. again talking bini gw” Reza immediately mendelik annoyed. He kept his two children in the stroller so that they could prepare a carpet for children's play.

“Honey don't have to make coffee. Later we want to coffee outside” Reza held his son's playground in the corner of the office, installing a barrier so that his active twins do not crawl everywhere. He looks still upset by Danny's words so not willing if Hasna makes coffee for his friend. Hasna looked towards Reza, not usually her husband called her dear.

“Nanggung has made. time discarded. Mas Reza tapinya lunch first well, I prepared.” Hasna bring coffee to the sofa and serve it. Danny's gaze lingered on Hasna, who was stared at unconsciously and just kept talking.

“If the coffee is made the same beautiful definitely tasty” Danny looks not concerned with Reza's annoyance. Hearing Danny's words that had been grazed physically, Hasna immediately looked out and looked at her husband, sure the volcano had begun to look lava. He rushes to Reza to help move the children to a playground on the carpet

“Hehehe. Depending on who drinks Mas Dan.. The more the person is accustomed to a type of coffee then the coffee will taste better and difficult to move to another type” Hasna trying to neutralize the atmosphere.

“Please drink.. This is his favorite coffee Mas Reza... always said delicious and do not want to change other brands..especially if made the same wife” Hasna tried to be polite, he looked at her husband with a smile. But apparently Danny's still not sensitive.

“Hmmm... deserve Reza likes .. it feels pas” Danny immediately drank the coffee made Hasna. He continues to enjoy the marble cake that Hasna made.

‘Waaah this is all fitting... so lucky Reza...ehhh” Danny just realized the discomfort of Reza when he saw his friend who was staring at him sharply.

“Ruth does not like to make Za cake.. I just tried a gini-rich home cake…your face was auto default back to the old casing sih” Danny immediately misbehaved to see Reza whose face looked back cold and grumpy.

“Nothing Mas Danny, then bring the rest if you want. Mas Reza can eat at home and later I can make it again. This is indeed the default if you want to get to lunch Mas Reza likes cranky less sugar…. So Gumuussssshh see... eat first well, was it just breakfast bread sheet?” Hasna cupped Reza's sullen face and seemed not to want to touch her favorite coffee and cake that had just been eaten one piece.

Hasna cupped Reza's cheeks and given a gentle smile immediately lowered the temperature of the crater that was originally Alert 1 to Alert, Reza nodded lazily, he followed Hasna who prepared lunch. His taste for eating snacks disappeared, even though he had been craved since yesterday but was instead spent by Danny.

“Just spend the cake I want lunch” He sits at a table that is usually used in meetings, Hasna open lunch for Reza.

“Sorry yes Mas Danny I did not bring more supplies, I did not know there are guests, but full of cake” Hasna laugh.

“Do not be polite with him. Guests ngabisin ration host” gerutu sambul eat dishes prepared by Hasna. After securing Boss 1 Hasna to turn to twins and check the game that has been held, Ay and Bu have begun to move to crawl closer to the object he likes. The age of these twins is already 8 months so it starts to be difficult to keep them quiet. Fortunately the condition was safely controlled, both of them were busy ruffling toys and cloth books carried.

“I'm ready well, the class starts at 13.30, now pray first. Mas Reza while eating please watch the children” Hasna rushed to the toilet to take ablution and prayer in Reza's room.

“Za.. lu every day ngasuh son gini?” Danny approaches the meeting table while looking at Reza's lunch menu.

“Buset deh complete your lunch menu....your wife who cooked by herself?” Danny threw himself at the meeting table while staring at the twins who were playing on the carpet.

“Hmm... why? The laper? Later I pesenin lunch from cafeteria” Reza seemed to enjoy his lunch while occasionally looking at the children.

“No still full eat 4 pieces of cake” Danny looks sad.

“Napa lu.. so not that clover, ntar proposal I read again. Hungry nih” Reza saw a change in Danny's expression, seeing the view of Danny who saw Hasna who was praying in the corner of the room near the children.

“Lu can be a very complete package, cute child, good wife and diligent cook, love to pray too…. Huft...” Reza smiled cynically.

“Selection bro.. not origin select.. I'm all getting it now. Treasure ..Throne and Hasna..” Reza laughs amusedly by himself...

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Hello... shocked well tetiba there is a bon chili-cabean.. hahahha happened to stop by Mas Reza's office eh papasan same Hasna who was busy carrying a double stroller. Seneng well if you see Mamah Muda satsitset like this, so want to be mahmud again all brought, spirit 45 wants everything to be machined.

I am happy to actually tell all the stories but so as not to get bored we change the atmosphere first the same new novel. MOON..... Ehhh doesn't know yet. This second novel still tells the story of young women who struggle to find their identity towards responsible adult women. Is the story different or the same? Hmmmm if my word is different, there is no dude billionaire here. There are only young people who struggle to find the sustainability of life with the knowledge they have. There are men who try to take responsibility for what they have done. There are also women who seek self-existence for the sake of personal recognition and ambition. Trus will be a lot of conflict dong.yeah so life if there is no conflict is not rame ..hehehehhe, the important conflict is not make tired who read.

Although the cover is dark but this is not a horror story.hehehe. Do not ask to change the cover well, later if contracted and asked to fix the new cover I look again.

Enjoy a new story with a new inspirational woman. Do not compare B to H because they cannot unite unless they are underwear.hehehehehe.geje. Each story has a different moral. Just enjoy the story and don't keep comparing. We also don't like being compared to others.

Thank you for all the help of all the laundry detergent friends, comments, likes, votes, points, coins, food and gifts to my hands and heart. All I accept without distinguishing one from the other. Remain a polite reader who supports each other. If everything is good and not noisy, later given an update again Hasna Family....Heheheheh. Ok…. See you all in REMBULAN.

ShanTi