PENDAWA (Double Widow of Child Two)

PENDAWA (Double Widow of Child Two)
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A week later.


The condition of the Aryan residence became increasingly crowded after the presence of Baby Arvan. Arya often frenzied herself, making her Ziva so happy.


As of now, Arya is cradling her eight-day-old baby.


As he was fond of fondling Baby Arvan, suddenly. “Ahhh! Baby Boy daddy pap apparently,” said Arya, Arya immediately put her little son.


With painstaking care, Arya replaced Baby Arvan diapers and put her bedong on. Ziva who just came out of the bathroom, smiled brightly when he saw Arya who looked so attentive and affectionate.


“Still make it all, beng. I'm really lucky,” Zivanya said as she sat on the edge of the bed. Right on her husband's side.


“I was so lucky to have you, now I'm really happy. I have you and three children who are so sweet, you are a very amazing woman, a great woman and also strong. You and the kids are everything to me!” Arya hugged her wife tightly.


“If I were told to choose just one thing in this life, I would choose you, beng. That's enough, I don't want anything else.” Her husband returned the embrace of her husband.


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The next day, at the dinner table. Arya, Ziva, Willy and Mei are having a discussion.


“What day is it?” ask Willy to Arya, Mei and Ziva.


“Then three more days how?” say Mei.


“Emang not speed, May?” ask Willy.


“Ya is not it, is it Aqiqah thanksgiving right?”


“Yes too, anyways who want aqiqah just Baby Arvan. Nino and Valencia are already,” said Arya. “Yes already, then we set the event starting today. Make the animal Aqiqah we hand over the same sir ustadz. Let those who take care to share with citizens, we release hands.”


Finally, all agree if the Baby Arvan aqiqah is carried out tomorrow after tomorrow. Thus, Willy and Arya immediately prepared everything. The ceremony will be held in the house by inviting residents of the elite compek area where Arya is located and also orphans from the orphanage.


Not felt, two days passed. Now comes the time where the thanksgiving of the Baby Arvan is carried out.


Arya and Ziva looked so happy, they were supporting the orphans present. A happy smile did not fade from the lips of the two.


“Thank you to everyone who has attended our third child's aqiqah. We as their parents, so say many thanks to you, and also thank god.”


“May all those who have been present at this simple thanksgiving event, given god rezeky that is abundant and also always given health. Amen!”


After the completion of the greeting-page event and sharing for all orphans who attended. Everyone dispersed themselves.


Now, stay Arya, Ziva, Willy, Mei, Danu, Kinanti and also the children. As well as some servants who had been hired by Willy to clean up in the house.


“Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly,” Ziva said.


“Mbak, May can ask for something no?” Mei suddenly spoke up.


“Ask what, May?” ask Ziva seriously.


“Arvan let Mei take care, Ma'am will be healthy, strong, and the normal body continues. So, mbak and Bang Arya make it again,” said Mei with a serious face.


“Iya, ibbak. Willy also agrees!” suhut Willy's.


“I'm ready too, yank. We made Nino, Valen and Arvan!” Arya.


“Nino also wants to, have a sister again!” nino Sahut.


“Valen too, if you can do Valen want to ask for three more!”


It was the eyes of Ziva that heard all these words. He thought he was a chicken that could easily lay eggs, hatch, lay eggs and hatch again easily to many.


“Think, I'm a chicken cattle what, huh?!”


“Bwahahahaa!” everyone laughed in unison including Danu and Kinanti.


*TAMATE


Ziva : From the beginning I believed so much that the LORD was just. He is the giver of everything, he is the one who outlines the destiny of one's life. Maybe at the beginning, he gave me such a tough test. But, that test was the beginning of the wonderful journey I would have.


Now, I am so happy with my husband, my three children and the good people that surround me. The LORD is fair, true and all-knowing. If you get a test, don't take it as a bad luck or a curse, but make it a lesson, and a handle. That, there will be happiness in the awareness you have ever had!


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Neng said many thanks, to all who have read this work from beginning to end. Who has been able to read the work that some people refer to as 'JUNK' this!


Neng is proud of the title of this work 'JUNK. Thinking to himself, Neng wrote to himself. Although it was down because of the words 'JUNK' it. Finally, Neng managed to finish this work!


Again, Neng said thank you very much🙏


MATER THANKS YOU ALL! ALAPIU😘