
Six months later....
Today Dimas and Alya visit Tria in the hospital, the woman must be hospitalized because her body is weak since pregnancy and had stress left Papa Ivan for eternity a month ago.
Alya placed a small basket of fruits on the nightstand and sat down on the available sofa.
"How are you?" ask Dimas.
"Still limp, Brother."
"Are you pregnant, are you still working?" ask Alya.
"Still, I don't want to be a woman who is always at home and has no income" Tria replied.
Alya was silent.
"I wanted Tria at home during pregnancy but she was still pushy" Azzam said.
"It's better that you stay home for a while, let alone that you're very weakly pregnant" Dimas suggested.
"But I want to keep working, brother."
"Your health and pregnancy are the main ones" Dimas said.
"Can I go back to work after I give birth?" tria looked at her husband.
"May, after our child turns 6 months old," replied Azzam.
"All that matters is that I can return to my career" said Tria resigned.
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An hour later in the hospital, Dimas and Alya return home.
On the way Alya said, "Enak 'yes so Tria, can work and have her own income."
"You envy him?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Azzam earns less than Tria, it doesn't matter if his wife works. The company itself can take a holiday at any time."
"Oh, so. If I don't own a company and just give pocket money. All the needs of the kitchen and the house, Mas Dimas who took over," said Alya.
"So, you're sorry now?"
"What are you sorry for? I love you so much, Mom." Alya smiled wryly.
"Alya, why do you always envy Tria's life?"
"Mas Dimas supported Tria working but why wasn't I given the opportunity to work."
"Because I want you at home and take care of Rayn."
"Mas Dimas is afraid 'yes, if I work the men out there like me" Alya guessed.
"I'm not afraid you're taken by someone else" Dimas said.
Alya was silent at the words of her husband.
"You want to cheat? Please!" Dimas said in a high tone.
Alya did not answer.
"Why are you always pissing me off lately?" his gerrick.
Alya did not answer.
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Arriving at home, Alya changed her clothes and approached Rayn who was playing with Mba Tini.
"Mba, come home!" alya.
"Good, Mom. Excuse me!" Mba Tini was out.
Alya also invited her son to play.
Dimas approached the mother and child.
"Pa.pa!" Rayn walked over and hugged Dimas.
"What do you want Papa's son?"
Rayn rubbed her eyes.
"Rayn's sleepy?" ask Alya.
Rayn stepped up to her mother and asked to be carried away.
"Let's go to the room if you're sleepy!" Alya carried her son towards the room.
Dimas followed his wife to Rayn's room.
"Why is it here?"
"You accompany you."
"Mas, I don't need to be accompanied."
"But I want to accompany you."
Alya chose silence and no more words.
Dimas sat next to his nursing wife.
A few minutes later, Rayn fell asleep.
Alya put her son on the bed that had a barrier.
Alya stepped slowly leaving her son as well as Dimas.
Alya to the kitchen, her husband also came.
Alya looked back, "Mas why are you following me?"
Dimas suddenly hugged his wife.
Alya looked dumbfounded by her husband's unusual attitude.
"I love you," he said.
Alya was still standing, even though her husband was hugging tightly. "Am I dreaming?"
Dimas let go of his embrace, chuckling. He pinched both of his wife's cheeks.
"Mas, sick!" Alya hit her husband's arm.
"Mas, really love me?"
"Yes, I love you and Rayn."
"Mas, won't leave me, will you?"
"I promise I'll stay with you until you're old."
Alya smiled happily.
Dimas hugged his wife again.
***
The next morning, Alya was still wrapped in a blanket and asleep.
The early Dimas woke up, looking to the side looking at his wife's plain-looking face and remained beautiful even without makeup because she also rarely wore makeup.
Dimas kissed his wife's forehead and got out of bed and cleaned himself.
After the bath, he still saw Alya who was still struggling spoiled with pillows and blankets.
Dimas woke his wife by stroking her cheek. "When are you in bed?"
Alya opened her eyes and smiled.
"I'm going to work, you're not making me breakfast?"
"Mas, my body is all sore," he replied.
"Here let me massage!" Dimas offered himself.
Alya tried to get up, "No need, Mas. Mas Dimas won't be going to the office."
Dimas smiled.
"I want to take a shower, please see Rayn in her room" Alya pleaded.
Dimas.
Alya went to the bathroom with a blanket because she was not wearing clothes.
After the shower, Alya went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her husband.
Dimas approached his wife while carrying his son.
"Mom again prepared breakfast for Papa, you wait a minute, yeah!" Alya kissed Rayn's cheek.
"I want to be kissed too!" fashion Dimas.
"Yes..."
"Later tonight again, yeah!" Dimas again seduced his wife.
"Yes..."
Dimas laughed a little.
"You better have breakfast" serving warm tea and fried rice at the table.
Dimas gave his son to his wife.
"You with Mama, Papa wants to work" said Alya.
"I want to come, Papa!"
"No, Son. Papa you again work not kidding," said Alya.
"Later to play at home, Papa will buy you a toy" Dimas promised.
"Thank you, Papa!" Alya imitated the voice of a child.
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In the afternoon, Dimas brought 1 toy he bought at a store not far from his office.
Rayn who saw her papa carrying a toy was so carefree that she jumped while laughing.
Dimas hugged the small body and peed his forehead and gave a plastic bag containing toys.
"What did you say to Papa, Rayn?" sahut Alya's.
"Maacih, Pa." Rayn said with a not-so-clear intonation.
"Together, baby." Dimas swept Rayn's hair and smiled.
"I didn't buy you, it's okay, right?" Dimas looked at his wife.
"It's okay, Mom. You came home on time, it's quite happy for me."
Dimas smiled.
"I'm trying to make your favorite cake, just asked with Mama, hopefully it feels right and fits on your tongue!"
"Later I'll taste it, I'll take a shower first" Dimas said.
"I'll prepare Mas Dimas' clothes, please take care of Rayn."
"All right."
Alya prepared clothes for her husband to wear after that went to the kitchen.
Dimas lets Rayn play alone and he steps into the room to clean up.
In less than 20 minutes, Dimas had finished bathing and changed his clothes. Then he stepped to the table to take his son.
Dimas sat Rayn in a chair right next to him. Dimas started tasting the cake
putu ayu steamed by his wife.
"How, Mas?"
"Pretty good."
Alya smiled happily.
"Would you like it, son?" Dimas pointed the cake at his son's mouth.
Rayn shook her head.
"He's full, Mom. It was two, ", said Alya.
"It's only right that you don't want to," Dimas looked at his son's cute smiling face.