THE BRIDE IS SWAPPED (THE TRAGEDY OF THE FIRST NIGHT)
Go home
8 Days they have been in the windmill country and today they are ready at the airport to return home.
" Want to hurry up to not be strong enough to meet with Hilmy", Lirih Mutia when they were on the plane.
" Patience, we need a flight that is long enough not to be translated, there is certainly a delay, Patience yes", Arjuna gently caressed the head of the wife wrapped in a gray hijab.
" Just go to sleep first, I'll wake up if I meet the stars" said Arjuna chuckled widely tempting the wife.
" Hem, I'll just say hi to the stars, and for the moon as well", Mutia also chuckled cheerfully.
" Go home from here immediately resign yes, we will continue to move house, Mas want to know it feels like a real household does not ride on the fathers", the history of Arjuna who still faithfully stroked the head of the wife.
" They pity not Mas if we leave the house?", Mutia actually did not have the heart to leave the two in-laws.
" Yes .. can't bear it for sure, They're happy if we're in the middle of that house begging once again still to feel a real home with you and our children".
" Pity them, must be lonely" Mutia said.
" Well not, let alone Hilmi, they will always monopolize our child", Arjuna smiled broadly at the thought that even though he and Mutia moved house, his parents would always take care of Hilmi.
As is the case at this time they were sent off to honeymoon while the son was detained should not come and prefer to take him on vacation alone.
Mutia smiled, never imagining if her life would end like this moment in her heart was always grateful and praying that what had been felt at this time was blessed and blessed.
" I guess my life will forever be a babu, hitchhiking in the house of the rich man struggling in the kitchen preparing the Lord's food but God gave me such wonderful favors now", Mutia muttered in her heart as she stared at the white cloud seen from the window of the plane.
" Why again? kok even silent and dumbfounded, do not think about our son, Mas sure he will be happier vacationing with his oma opa".
" Yes, hopefully, Mas, I really miss him" said mutias raya leaned her body on the back of the chair.
" The comfortable sitting, if you can sleep because we will be on this plane for a very long time", Arjuna also gently caressed the hand of the wife.
" Yes", Mutia nodded and slowly closed her eyes even though the drowsiness had not yet come but did not want her husband to suggest to sleep until repeatedly finally according to him.
Until the day changed and after passing the transit in a country they arrived at their destination, the Muiz family home.
" Bundaaaaa.". ", Hilmi's voice screeching with excitement welcoming the arrival of her parents, she immediately embraced the Mother tightly.
" Sadly mother, kangeennn... ", Mutia also returned the embrace of her hero very tightly full of longing.
" Ouhhh yes, who met his mother, whose mother had gone home immediately forgot the same oma", Bu Aryanti just chuckled at the behavior of her favorite granddaughter.
" All Assalamualaikum", Arjuna who has now caught up with his wife by carrying several suitcases said hello to everyone.
" Greetings waalaikum..see the same kangen the mother, the new down still in the yard has been welcomed and hugged the oma is forgotten", again Aryanti smiled with a chuckle at the action of the grandson.
" Yes this is Oma, his father is not visible, who looks just his mother doang, suck nih hero father, his father dicuekin not welcomed", Arjuna deliberately insinuated the son.
" Dad!, Hilmy is also kangen really, but the same mothera kangen once", Hilmi now finally changed to hug her father.
" Oh yes, same father does not miss?", Arjuna returned the arms of the son while giving his protest.
" Kangen but. dikit" Hilmi replied chuckling as she showed her fingers giving a slight word gesture.
" Dear damn it! a little!", replied Hilmi while chuckling wide.
" child Jun, do not need to be taken heart, usually he said honestly then accept, be happy, risk not pregnant and not giving birth can be a little grateful", said Bu Aryanti chuckled wide as she approached them.
" Thank God you've returned safely, you still want another week", Aryanti embraced Mutia lovingly.
" Where can be old ma'am, he's just as good at it" replied Arjuna.
" Calm down, your son was wrong in no way troublesome even giving us a lot of entertainment, because his presence this Omanya feels young again, in the end a lot of motion and feel more fit mother", ms. Aryanti replied feeling very happy for almost two weeks babysitting the granddaughter turned out to make her body feel healthier because it moves a lot and reduces a little laziness.
" Thank you Mom, frankly I think she keeps afraid she has a lot of behavior and makes Mom tired" said Mutia felt bad for having inconvenienced her in-laws.
" Haii .. can't talk as soon as Mother is happy to have your child here Mutia, all of you later if you want to move leave your son here let us take care of you, you make again", said Bu Aryanti feel happy diitipin Hilmi At home is not a burden or something that makes her feel tired but instead Hilmi provides her own happiness for Ariyanti and Pak Abdul.
" Which father is Ma'am?", Arjuna wildly searched for the whereabouts of his father who had not welcomed their arrival.
" Wear asking, yes your father in the office of the person who has an office Honey moon, yes you are the one who plunged as long as you are not around, soon to go home anyway", replied Bu Aryanti while printing a soft head of the son.
" yes sorry Mom, it's almost 5 o'clock why you haven't come home?!", replied Arjuna casually.
" your father had left after lunch because there was a client who wanted to meet at 2 pm he said, surely soon papa nyampe house" replied Bu Aryanti.
" I went to the room first yes, sultry want to clean up quickly", Mutia dragged her suitcase into the room.
" Oh yeah, here's the suitcase let me take the yank", Arjuna immediately went after Mutia.
" Hilmy has a bath?", asked Arjuna, and his wife.
" It's dad" replied the boy.
" Already, this granddaughter of oma sholeh once everything is more timely and do not need to be told to tell him to understand", replied Aryanti ma'am full of pride in the grandchild.
" Sip, the hero of the father!", Arjuna was no less proud, as if they had forgotten that Hily was so because of the education of Mutia, and the circumstances that made him mature above his age.
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