The Crack of a Glass

118. Want to have another baby ...

One week passed ...

Azzura was allowed to go home after his condition had improved. Same with baby twins.

Now they have been at home, since Ayya and Devan were reluctant to move from the room of the sister.

The two continued to invite baby Fattah and Faatih to talk even though his sister did not understand anything

Azzura and Genta could only smile looking at the enthusiastic looking son and daughter.

Not long after Nadirah and Mr. Dirgantara entered the room.

"Genta, Zu," said the mother and sat down beside Azzura and stroked her back fondly.

While Mr. Dirgantara joined Ayya and Devan and held baby Fattah who seemed to still open his eyes.

"What's up, Mah?" ask Zu with a smile.

"When do you plan to hold aqiqah baby Fattah and Faatih?" ask Nadirah.

"We'd better have a hotel, Mah. Let it not be complicated," proposed Genta. "We invite orphans as well."

Genta clasped his wife's fingers. He knew very well that if there was such an event, he always invited children from the orphanage. Even put them in the front row.

His wife was very fond of orphans. Even that nature he put down on his two children.

So do not be surprised if the two children have good morals and have a high social spirit towards others.

"Zu, do you agree with your husband's proposal, son?" ask Nadirah again.

"Whatever Mas Genta decides, I think that's best, Mah" replied Zu.

"Dad also agreed if his aqiqah event was held at the hotel only," said Dirgantara sir as he approached the three.

"Yes, later the mother will contact the manager of the hotel. Clarion Hotel where your last year's event took place, how?" the Monsul bu Nadirah.

Genta and Azzura only nodded in agreement.

Not long ago, Mr. Dirgantara chuckled because the grandson had started to fidget in his carrier. He continued to kiss her with anxiety.

A second later he gave baby Fattah to Azzura. "Zu, it looks like he's thirsty, son," said Mr. Dirga.

Shortly after holding baby Fattah, the in-laws also came out. Azzura reviewed the smile and then kissed the cheek of his son

"Well yeah, honey, he whispered then took off his pajama button and gave him breast milk.

"Mas also wants to," whispered Genta teasing his wife.

"Maaaas ... basic pervert," he whispered back and glanced at Ayya and Devan.

Genta immediately chuckled to look at his wife's upset face and then held the little fingers of the son.

"Mas, the kids have five days of school permits. After the completion of the baby Aqiqah event Fattah and Faatih, we should return to the area M yes, Mas," said Zu. "Sorry it's been a hassle, Mas. Every day should have to go back and forth."

"No problem, honey, for your sake especially for the twins. I always miss the two of them when they are far apart. Including the bundle as well," Genta's god.

Azzura was just shaking his head at the temptation of her husband. After giving breast milk to baby Fattah, Azzura moved and laid it in a baby box.

"Mother, Dedek Faatih is not ne*nen," asked Devan innocently.

Azzura stroked his head then smiled anxiously. "Because Dedek Faatih isn't thirsty yet, dear. Dev see that? Dedek Faatih is still broken," explained Zu.

"Mother, when do we go home? We've been here a long time" Ayya protested.

"God willing, after the dedek of Fattah and Faatih in the aqiqah, dear," explained Zu then stroked his cheek.

After chatting for a while with his two children, Azzura chose to go to the main room.

Shortly after being in that room, he laid his body down for a moment on the bed.

A few minutes later, Genta followed.

"Honey," she called him and sat by his side.

"Mas, what's wrong?" whisper while stroking his back from behind.

Genta opened the nightstand drawer and took something out of the drawer and then asked Azzura to change his position to sit.

"Mas has something for you. Hope you like it" Genta said, then showed me a jewelry box.

"Is this some kind of gift to me?" she then wrapped her hands in her husband's stomach.

Genta nodded slowly and then kissed his forehead. "Open up" pinta Genta.

Azzura obediently just complied. Grab the box and open it. "Callong? Oh, my God, that's great, Mom."

A single diamond-eyed necklace. It looks simple but elegant. But the price is fantastic.

"Thank you, Mum. I like the model. Waah ... secretly it turns out my husband is smart also choose jewelry according to the taste of the wife," Zu praised.

A second later Azzura chuckled and then mocked him. "Definitely Mas Googling first huhaaa? Hayooo ngaku."

Genta nodded and grabbed the necklace and put it on his wife's neck.

"Banget, Mas" he said.

"Never take it off, dear."

"No, I will not. Unless he broke up like a necklace before. Thank you, Mas," said Zu and hugged him feeling moved.

"Together, dear," whispered Genta. "Oh yes, after you recover completely, can yes we added momongan. I want another baby girl from you."

"God, Mommy."

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City A ...

Since then the yoga smile continues to be etched sweetly on his face staring at the baby photos of Fattah and Faatih.

"Such a temp?!" his mumbling felt anxious.

Photo sent by Nella yesterday when she visited her sister-in-law's house. He looked at the photos with anxiety.

"If it's floating in the city of M. What kind of gift is suitable for these two handsome babies," he murmured again.

As he was engrossed in looking at the photo of baby Fattah Faatih, the door of his room was knocked. He immediately directed his eyes towards the door.

"Sister Daffa?!" Call it.

"For what? It seems that you are very happy, "look at Daffa and sit down in a chair.

Yoga chuckled and put his phone on his desk. "Happy and moved, brother," he admitted.

"You mean?" Daffa frowned.

"Azzura has given birth. The baby boy, the twins." Yoga breathed and smiled.

"Then?"

"I'd like to take a few days off, brother. Let me go to the city of M. Yes, yes" permission Yoga.

"Well, no problem" Daffa replied, agreeing with his cousin's wishes.

After that, the two engaged in a small conversation. Discusses the developmental issues of patients currently being treated by Yoga.

About thirty minutes of Yoga and Daffa discussed the issue. Before Yoga finally came out of his room to the room where Clarissa was being treated.

After knocking on the door, Yoga opened it. For a moment he stared at the girl. For the past week he occupied the special room at the request of his parents.

"Rissa?" he approached the girl who appeared to be standing facing the window.

But the girl remained silent with a blank look ahead. Yoga had a little trouble approaching him. Even asking him to talk was hard

Karen she used to suddenly go berserk. Not infrequently Yoga became the months until several times the face of the handsome man was scratched.

Even so, Yoga is only understanding. Because a person with a disturbed psychiatric condition sometimes feels threatened and spontaneously attacks in order to protect himself.

"Rissa?" sapa Yoga again then held her shoulder. There was no reaction but the girl remained unmoved with a blank look.

"Yes Allah .. actually I am sad and sad to see this girl" muttered Yoga in his heart.

He stood next to her and directed his gaze in the same direction.

"Relisa ... Human life is never separated from problems, events, obstacles, challenges, opportunities, and experiences. It's a life lesson for everyone."

"Experience is the best teacher who teaches many things, so that one will not fall into the same hole a second time"

"Some people may be going through a phase or feel a hard and painful life. Life is like an unfinished drama. Especially for those who are less grateful, will certainly consider that life is a severe curse."

At length Yoga uttered that sentence. Without feeling the tears Clarissa immediately melted.

"Never hope that your way of life will be like the way of others. The journey of life you have is something unique, just like you."

"We can't predict the future even in one second. We can plan to spend time with whom and what. However, we cannot guarantee with certainty whether we can do this and in what time frame we will live in this world."

"Therefore, enjoy the life that we have, and be grateful and happy with everything that we have will lead us to the very essence of real life."

Again ... Clarissa's tears are flowing more and more to hear the sentence from Yoga.

"You can only imagine as if the past is coming back again. But it's all just a delusion. Rissa .. I'm not going to force you to tell me exactly what happened to you. But if you're really ready, then I'll be ready to listen."

"I might as well help you. Believe me. Something that continues to haunt us, it does not feel good. But if you try to forget it and get up, I believe you can escape from the dark shadows" concluded Yoga while stroking the long-haired girl's back.

After that Yoga left her and chose to leave the nursery to give Clarissa time to reflect on her words just now.

After leaving Yoga, Clarissa held her chest and wiped her tears that had continued to flow rapidly.

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