Rainbow At The End of Longing

37. Thanksgiving Double Plan

The clock showed me past midnight. I just finished nursing baby Angkasa and now my little son is back asleep in his sleep. Like babies in general, baby Angkasa also often wake up in the middle of the night. Whether it's to drink breast milk or just just wake up from his sleep and invite staying up late.

"Have you slept again, baby?" asked Mas Awan as he walked up to me.

"Come on, Mas. But this let pules sleep first, then I will put it into the crib again," I replied by swinging the baby Angkasa slowly in my sling.

"Nih, I've made a special fried rice made by Mas specifically for you, baby. Mama said during Mas did not exist yesterday you often wake up at night and crave to eat fried rice special made by Mas again, right?" said Mas Awan while singling a plate of fried rice that smells very fragrant and immediately seduces my taste.

"Hmm, what a smell, Mas," I said with my eyes closed, inhaling the delicious aroma of fried rice brought by Mas Awan.

"Yes. That's why you eat, baby. The mump is still hot, too. Angkasa if it has not been sleeping, here let it be the same Mas aja," said Mas Awan who has sat himself next to me at this time.

"No need, Mom. This is his son. Let me sleep in the crib again" I refused.

I then got up from my seat and walked towards the Angkasa baby crib located next to our bed. I slowly put the baby Angkasa back into her crib. Patting softly baby Angkasa thighs so that he is getting more asleep in his sleep. Then I enveloped baby Angkasa then kissed her forehead full of affection.

I then walked back to Mas Awan and again sat myself next to Mas Awan.

"Yes the same story about Mas Awan about me who often wake up at night and want to eat fried rice made by Mas Awan that special?" I asked the Clouds.

"Yes, honey. Yesterday at the hospital, Mama told Mas about your problems that often wake up at night and want to eat fried rice. Mama also said that you must always throw up more fried rice that you make yourself. But after Mama who made the fried rice, alhamdulillaah you do not throw up the fried rice again. Unfortunately you often feel bad to wake up Mama if you fit again crave like that. While Mama herself also often pas not wake up if you fit again ngidam want to eat fried rice made by Mas it. So Mama felt guilty because she could not cure you, baby," replied Mas Awan recounting.

"Yes Allah. Though I deliberately did not want to wake up Mama for fear of interrupting her rest time and disturb her sleep Mama too, Mas. I didn't expect Mama to think like that" I regret feeling guilty as well.

Mas Awan smiled then rubbed my cheek gently.

"Udah, don't talk about it anymore. It passed by too. Just mama nitip pesen same Mas, tell me to tell you, next time do not feel sad or not happy if you want to ask for help with Mama. If you don't say, you don't know what you want or need. So if you need anything or want something, you just say it, yes. Whether it's the same Mama or Papa, if Mas is no longer there to accompany you. Yes dear, yes," Mas Awan's message to me, conveying a message from Mama Wulan as well.

"Yes, Mas," I replied, not wanting to argue.

"Yes already. Now you eat first yes the special fried rice made by this Mas. Itung-itung to nebus cravings you yesterday as long as Mas does not exist. Yes, although a little late, but not as fast as obedience. Kan Angkasa can also participate in gambling through ASI you also later. So indirectly he has also been eating special fried rice made by his papa which he has always wanted it," said Mas Awan later.

I chuckled at all the words of the Cloud Master.

"The clouds exist. That cravings can be redeemed, right?" I still have my little laugh.

"Why can. What is clear anyway let the Space will not interfere because there are cravings for you who are not obedient, dear," replied Mas Awan.

"God, Mom," said I, who was laughing, hearing the words of Mas Awan.

"Have it done, let's get the game eaten, baby. Cold hunt later. Here's your bribe. Come on, open your mouth, baby. Aaaa..."

Mas Awan thrust a spoonful of his special fried rice into my mouth. I then opened my mouth and received a mouthful of fried rice from Mas Awan.

"Thank God you like it" said Mas Awan.

"Like dong, Mom. If you don't like it, I won't get cravings and wake up at night just because I want to eat fried rice specially made by Mas Awan," I replied convincingly.

"Yes-yes, baby. Yes already, let's hunt down the fried rice. Open your mouth again, baby. Aaa....."

Back I received a mouthful of fried rice from the hand of Mas Awan.

"Oh yes, dear. Our first wedding anniversary is too late, right?" asked Mas Awan on the sidelines of his activities to feed me.

"Hmm, it was about half a month ago anyway, Mas. But not pa-pa. At that time, I also did not return. We all still do not know where Mas Awan is and how Mas Awan is," I replied after swallowing fried rice in my mouth.

"Hmh, yes, too, dear. Then if for the event Space aqiqah later, the plan would take us the seventh, fourteenth, or when, dear?" ask the Clouds again.

"Mmm, if for example we take the seventh day tomorrow the day after tomorrow it's too mepet ya, Mas, make nyiapin everything?" I asked back to the Cloud.

"God willing, baby. We will be helped by all our families to catch the show. If necessary, later let the children in the cafe also help with the preparation. The more people who help it the lighter it also works, baby," replied Mas Awan while again feeding a spoonful of fried rice into my mouth.

"Yes, if so we take the seventh day tomorrow after that, yes, Mas?" ask again, make sure.

"Yes, honey. We take the seventh day the next day" replied Mas Awan.

"He-em," I muttered with a nod of my head several times.

"Oh yes, dear. Suppose tomorrow the day after that Mas want all thanks for celebrating our first wedding anniversary is what, baby? Yeah, even if it's a little late. But not pa-pa. The important thing is the do'a of everything," proposed Mas Awan again, asking my opinion as well.

"Eh, so you want to be crawled, Mom, even though it's too late?" my many.

"It's just a small thanksgiving, baby. The same is true of Angkasa. So all our family, relatives, and friends are also fit to gather all that. So you can, that means Mas," replied Mas Awan.

"Mmm, yes, my mother. I follow the plan Mas Awan," I replied.

"So you also agree, right, baby, for the Thanksgiving double event later? Thankfulness Angkasa as well as the first anniversary of our marriage," asked Mas Awan to confirm.

"Yes, Mas. I agree" I replied.

"OK deh. If so let tomorrow Mas who arrived to Mama, Papa, mother, the same other family of ours yes, dear," said Mas Awan later.

"Yes, Mom," I agreed.

Me and I both smiled. Mas Awan then continued his activity of feeding me the special fried rice made until it ran out, while we chatted about many things as well.