The Heart of Raisya

Displacements

Three months passed.

Not felt today is a monthly tasyakkuran 7 event and house move. We have occupied a new home for two days. Mas Haris hired two housekeepers to help me. One was in charge of cooking and shopping, and one was in charge of cleaning the house. Both of our assistants still have a sibling relationship with Mbak Inah. So Mas Haris no longer doubted their performance. Because Mbak Inah has been working for 10 years at the home of Dad, and of course Mbak Inah has told their job.

From yesterday my family and Mas Haris's family have been staying overnight, like my parents, my aunt, and Mas Haris' parents.

They were very enthusiastic about helping with the preparations for today's event. Mas Haris also invited all his men, and the people he currently works with.

At 1pm the event will begin. The invitations have started to arrive. The dishes and souvenirs are ready to be shared. After the do'a event together, continued with the flush event. I've been squeezed up thin by MUA. By wearing jasmine ornaments on the head and top of the body. The show went well and was quite sacred. I am so grateful for all of our achievements at this time. What else with the granting of two angels who will be our successors later. I did not intentionally want to know the gender of my future baby. What matters is that their growth is good. Let it be a surprise when they are born.

"Darling, why are you crying? It's a happy day." Mas Haris wiped my tears with his handkerchief.

"I cried happily, Mas. Thank you for always being with me so far. Hopefully in the future we will become better people."

"Amen... You are the mother of my children. I promise to be by your side until death do us part."

"Although after the birth I will be fat, ugly, and not smooth anymore?"

"I don't care, from the beginning I loved you not because of the looks, but the heart."

"So sweet's.... You guys are jealous!"

Sofi suddenly made a sound watching the martyrdom of the two of us.

"Yes, you're like ABG's newly married son, haha..." Nuri.

We are very happy today. Fortunately, Mas Firman and Septi were not able to attend our event, because his youngest son was admitted to the hospital. He said he had brain pain. Actually I don't want anything bad to happen to his family, it's all God's destiny. Mas Haris had already invited him to appreciate, because he also included his staff Mas Haris. I just don't want to have a fuss or something unsettling. If Mas Firman may still be able to maintain the attitude, but if Septi? He always does not want to lose, never aware of his actions.

Our show is done. The invitations had already left one by one. Right now only our nuclear family lives at home.

"Your house is beautiful, Ma'am? There's a play ground, a front garden, a back garden. I like the concept." Said Sofi

"Alhamdulillah, the plan will be to make a small swimming pool in the back."

"Well, that's fun, Auntie! Zie and Syifa can play here and continue to nemenin twin sister." Said Zie chiming.

"Yes, that's a good idea, Zie! That'll make the pool immediately!"

"Horay..." Zie jumped up in excitement.

Tonight all the nuclear family Mas Haris and all the families to stay at home. We're barbeque in the back garden.

"Well, there's still an empty unit not in economy class?"

"There's two left, Fan! Why, do you want to buy housing here?"

"There's a friend who's looking, maybe it's a good fit. Here's the brochure!"

"Ok, just a minute."

Mas Haris went into the room to pick up the brochure in question.

"It's Fan!" Mas Haris handed over the brochure if for the VIP is still a process, every one has ordered five units. The plan is I want to build a mini market so residents here do not need to bother shopping out. I also want to open a boutique branch for my wife on this land. If you want, I'll wake up all the cafes. Let you manage it, how?"

"This serious, Bang?"

"Seriously, later for the concept let me talk about the architecture. I want a contemporary theme, to lure the visitors. So the cafe is not only for residential residents, but also from outside. Provided when entering, there must still be a report in the security guard post. To keep the security."

"May too, Bang! I'm just following what the owner said!"

"But don't be surprised! The architecture is Raisya's ex-husband."

"What's? That's right, Bang?"

"Yes, right! She works for me, where I know she's my ex-wife. It works well, I don't want to mix personal business with work. Raisya is also very supportive of that."

"Mbak Raisya is the basis of his heart like an angel, different from his sister. If his sister could still be a demon."

Irfan chat was heard by Sofi, sofi immediately chimed in.

"E e e... Does anyone say I think? Were there demons?"Sofi looked at her hands under her chest and stood in front of Irfan.

"Hehe, mom-that's not what I mean, Ma! I mean look, if Mbak Raisya's heart is soft not strained him! Always think about the feelings of others and ignore their own. If it's his sister!" Irfan pinched both of Sofi's cheeks. "His heart can still be angry and do not accept if there are people who hurt him.he is a strong woman who can rebel, in contrast to Mbak Raisya strong restraint. But even so I love dying with my wife who's bar-bar."

All who heard their chatter, laughed out loud.

The next day they decided to go home. Our house was once again deserted just me, Mas Haris and our two domestic assistants, Mbak Jum and Bi Leha.

"Darling, we've arrived! How do you daydream?"

"Well, sorry it was just my husband's mind."

"I? why me?"

"Em. I still didn't expect to be able to match you, Mas. Such a short introduction in my opinion, but we can go this far. Even the fruit of our love is about to be born."

"Nothing is impossible for God. Our names are already recorded in Mahfudz, my dear. Let's go downstairs, so buy no plants?"

"Hehe. it's so."

As always, Mas Haris proved the car door for me. Currently we are choosing hanging orchid plants, broad widow and some other ornamental plants. After he finished choosing, Mas Haris paid him.

"Send it to this address, yes!"

"Okay bus, done! Around the afternoon we sent, because the car is still used to send to the customer who had ordered from yesterday.

"It's okay, okay then excuse me."

We went from the florist shop and stopped by my boutique in the Mall area. I asked Mas Haris to stop by there, because this month I haven't checked the report.

We are currently in the Mall. We'll take the escalator to the 3rd floor. Because my shop is there. Suddenly there was a little boy who hit my feet, until I was famous to the back. It was fortunate that Mas Haris directly held back this already extremely heavy body.

"Whose son is this? where are his parents?" Mas Haris said with restraining emotions."Baby are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mom! Just my legs seem to be sprained."

"Can a road be made?"

"It can, but please get it in the box." Mas Haris grabbed me in front of an accessories store

"Sir, can you borrow the chair? My wife is sprained."

"Oh yes, this is Sir!"

"Thank you." Mas Haris told me to sit on the chair." Let me massage, honey."

"Au, slow down!"

"Yes, it's slow." Mas Haris even smiled.

"Why do you see me in pain, Mom?"

"I'm not happy, I'm worried, honey. But I remember in Tanah Lot that day, baby! You're so afraid I'll touch your skin, if now even ask to be touched continue." Mas Haris did not stop smiling.

My husband is scared.

"Mas, shame on people!"

"Leave it, I'm not ashamed! How are you feeling better, dear? Try the gerakin, and stand up! If it hurts, let me just carry it!"

I tried as my husband said.

"Already, Mas.It can already be paved and made way."

"Alhamdulillah, come to think of your feet as a bearer of good fortune, dear."

"Can't that be it?"

"Yes, because if people will love from the eyes down to the heart, if I usually from the feet up to the heart, haha...."

"There are you, Mom."

The shopkeeper just smiled watching us.

Seriate

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