
3 Months later.
This morning Isma was really busy. Prince sleeps again after dawn prayers. She is so tired because she has to stay up late to help Isma calm down Rara who is sick, so she cries all night.
Rara is also sleeping with her father. Fazil and Feisal played in their beds. And Isma prepared breakfast, washed the children's clothes and also cleaned the house.
They haven't hired a maid since last month. Because there are those who pay attention to the three small ones. The maid almost took their three children away. Since that day, Isma no longer wants to hire anyone even though people she already knows.
"Mas, breakfast is ready." He walked up to Prince and stroked his hair, wiping off the sweat on her husband's forehead.
"Mas is still sleepy. Then have breakfast." His whimper spoiled slipping the head of Isma's lap.
"Well, I'm sleeping again." Back caressing.
"Good morning hotshot Mother..." Touching the hand of the tiny hand that was now busy moving and occasionally carrying the finger of the finger was their mouth.
"Don't eat his finger." Prevent that tiny finger from getting into their mouth.
"Here you go..." Provide rubber toys that are safe for them to suck.
"Honey, we go to Bandung. So that Umi can help." His whine still closed his eyes.
"Relatedly? Do you really want us to live in Bandung first?" Probing.
Prince was silent for a moment, then he sat down and immediately hugged Isma's body tightly.
"Mas sayyyyaaaaaaang you all. But, if every night they're fussy, you can't." Back whining.
Isma smiled at her husband's complaint. It's natural that he complains like that. It's been almost two weeks that Prince hasn't gone to work. He always helps Isma take care of their three heroes.
Unlike Prince and Isma. This family has become more and more quarrels since becoming a parent.
"Then prepare breakfast. Eh not yet so breakfast Azam has been crying for milk. Ribet Mas if you were that girl. If you guys are good." The link still grumbles.
All the nagging started, from Bimo asking for the program again. Uh even got sprayed.
"That's what if you think about it. I want to do the good. Later if pregnant, I also have to bear everything. Not to mention giving birth and continuing breastfeeding, then nurturing it..."
His speech came to a halt as Bimo hugged him from behind.
"Honey can't talk like that. I just asked, honey. At that time you also wanted adek for Azam." His speech.
"Yes, I want to. But the taste is not yet strong to bear the discomfort of the stomach." Her chattering.
"Yes, if so I'm sorry. Don't be angry keep on dong." Persuade Bimo.
Lina simply smiled and turned her body to face Bimo.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm easily upset this late." Sorry say.
"Yes, it's okay. I'll always be ready to listen to all the babbles, baby." Peeping Rina's forehead.
Lina was moved, immediately she slammed into her husband's arms.
Meanwhile, in the hospital Vino was staring at the group of ants that were transporting food.
"If I were part of you. I'll be happy. Not thinking of anything, just need to find food and make a stopover." He said to the red ant group.
From a distance a nurse watched Vino with concern and pity.