The Hidden Love

Little angel complement happiness

That night was like the nights before, the Sultan could not sleep well. It had been a week since the day Hanum gave birth to both of her children and the Sultan really could not sleep well all night. He enjoyed his new role as a father. 

Waking up in the middle of the night this was customary for the Sultan, the man rushed to his baby box if he heard one or even both babies crying simultaneously. 

"Why are you crying, baby?" The Sultan approached the baby box containing the firstborn. "Is your diaper wet? Or are you thirsty?" 

Subconsciously the Sultan continued to ask, as if the baby could answer his question.

The Sultan picked up baby William and took him to the bed. He immediately checked the diapers of a tiny baby boy who is still looking at his face.

"Why are you looking at my face so hard?" Sultan pinched William's puffed cheek.

And as soon as his hand managed to open the baby's diaper, it turned out to be true. As expected, William cried because his diaper had gotten wet.

The sultan then wiped the baby's bottom with a wet wipes before changing his diaper with a new one. The man looks good at putting diapers on his baby.

Hanum is grateful because her husband is one of the people who easily learn everything, from the way the Sultan takes care of his baby, one would not expect if the man had only been a father this week. The Sultan was so clever and painstaking in taking care of everything related to his two babies.

Hanum opened her eyes as soon as she heard her husband chattering. And sure enough, as soon as the woman turned her back, she saw Sultan talking to the baby.

"Mas ...," call Hanum with her raucous voice.

"Eh, look at that darling, your mother woke up to hear our chat," the Sultan said to the baby.

Hanum smiled, there is nothing happier in this world than to have the gift of an understanding and sincere partner who loves him plus children as a complement to his happiness. 

This is the peak phase where Hanum feels happiness throughout his life and it feels like the happiness he is feeling is difficult to express in words.

"Why didn't you wake me?" ask her husband.

"You've been tired all day taking care of my two babies so where can I wake you up" replied the Sultan.

"You're even more tired, your work at the office is not small. Not to mention you also still have to overtime from home, argued Hanum.

"You know, feeling tired, upset or even angry will melt away when I see you and my children."

The Sultan peaked his wife's head.

"Give him to me, it looks like he's already sleepy," Hanum said.

Hanum breastfeeds William, her hands she continues to use to caress the face of her first son while her lips continue to crochet lullabies for her baby.

"Look at her face, why does she look so much like you? I am the one who has painstakingly conceived and given birth to her, but you are so greedy that you leave nothing for me? His eyes are similar to yours, his eyebrows, his nose as well as his lips. Everything is similar to you to the point that I don't get to one, '" envied Hanum.

"Isn't that good?" tymphal Sultan's.

"What good?" cebik Hanum's.

"That means you only think of me when we are making it first" said the Sultan followed by the man's laughter.

"Ish, what's the connection?"

"Of course there is" replied the Sultan.

"Don't make things up for you, Mas" Hanum raised the volume of his voice.

"Sstt ... keep your voice down, you can wake Will up, if you keep talking in such a high tone," the Sultan said.

"And it's all your fault" Hanum replied.

The young mother then got out of the bed to lay her baby back in the baby box not far from there.

"Come here" whispered the Sultan as soon as his wife had stepped into bed.

"What's wrong?"

Without warning the Sultan turned over Hanum's body then began massaging the woman's shoulders.

"No need," Hanum refused, she parried her husband's hand. "We'll just sleep."

"What?"

Hanum immediately laid her body and hugged her husband.

"Are you ...,"

"Don't think about it, I just want to hug you" said Hanum, as if he understood what the Sultan was thinking. 

The sultan chuckled, "I even goosebumps when Adam says the other day, to me."

"What?"

"To fast for six months. Is it true that I have to fast for that long? It could be crazy of me" the Sultan complained.

There was nothing Hanum could say, she chose to cling more tightly to her husband, preparing to sleep.

"Honey" whispered the Sultan.

"Hm."

"Thank you" added the Sultan.

"For what?"

"Everything, everything you've done for me, thank you for being my wife."

"You said that in the hospital, since you came home from the hospital you have not counted how many times you have said that to me" Hanum replied.

"I am grateful that we finally reunited at that time," continued the Sultan. "Whether it was how long I spent just looking for you, I was almost desperate once knowing you married my sister and everything was like a dream, now that we have fused in the sacred bond of marriage. Live happily and have two little angels as a complement to our happiness." 

The Sultan kissed his wife. Pretty long.

"Stay, my love for you is greater than your love for me" the Sultan replied.

"Hm, can I ask you something?" ask Hanum.

"Why ask permission, just ask what you want to ask."

"Why do you love me? What made you fall in love with me? Is it because I'm beautiful, or is it because I saved you when you had an accident on Marina Beach, back then?" telisik Hanum's.

"I love you because I love you" the Sultan replied.

"What kind of an answer is that!" ketus Hanum's.

"Because there's no reason to love you. I love you because I love you, that's all." The Sultan stroked his wife's jet-black hair. "I am not looking for you or you are coming for me. The love that brings us together, God's destiny is written so that we mate and live happily together, forever."

Hanum's mouth was open to secure all the prayers her husband had said.

That night when others fell asleep in the contest, the couple even more dissolved in deep chatter started by the Sultan.

That night though only a dim night of sleeping lights lit up the room but the new pair of parents felt a more colorful life.

"I can still see you even if I close my eyes, without arms I can still hold you. If there is something called peace in this world, it is you. You changed me, you're an angel canticle. There's only a happy feeling if I'm with you and we'll continue sailing together. You are like a reflection of heaven in the world and my heart is locked up for you all my life" said Sultan.

Hanum trembled as her husband said the contents of his heart were so deep. He could not say anything, only the clear details that fell on his face bore witness to how very happy he was.

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Next day.

Hanum was still sitting in front of her dressing table, the girl was setting herself up in front of the mirror, making sure her makeup was neat and not excessive.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door from the outside.

Mbok Darmi also appeared after hearing Hanum invite him to enter.

"What's wrong Mbok? Are the twins crying?" ask Hanum.

"No, Non. Anu, told Mr. Sepuh to come down immediately. The photographer has come, he said," said Darmi.

 Yes, this morning was the plan of the big family to take pictures. Family photos. 

Burhan was the first person who was very enthusiastic as well as the originator of the idea. The old grandfather was willing to pay expensive famous photographers in order to get the pictures of his extended family that was felt to be complete with the presence of his grandson's twin sons.

"Oh, okay Mbok. In a moment we go down, wait for Mas Sultan who is taking shoes," Hanum replied.

"Yes, excuse me."

"Good, Mbok. Thanks."

"Why is Mbok Darmi here? Are the twins fussy?" 

Hanum was surprised because suddenly the Sultan was already behind him.

"No, Grandpa told us to come down immediately because the photographer has come" Hanum said.

"Ooh" answered the Sultan. 

The man immediately put on his leg cover and when he saw his wife leaving, Sultan half-cried to prevent Hanum's departure.

"What's wrong?" Hanum turned his body. "Are you not ready?"

"Wait a minute, come here!" pinta Sultan's.

The woman obeyed her husband's orders.

"What's wrong?" ask Hanum.

"Sit down!"

Hanum still did not understand what her husband was going to do. When he was told to sit on the edge of the bed, the Sultan squatted down, grabbed something from his pants pocket and began to move on his left leg.

"What's that?" again, Hanum asked.

"You're smart enough so I don't think you need to ask. You can see, this is an ankle bracelet."

"I know it's an ankle bracelet, I mean why did you buy me another ankle bracelet? There are still some that I haven't used yet."

"Let's know, I'm so interested in seeing anklets. I can't help but buy it for you. I remember you every time I saw an ankle bracelet, even though it's not the same as yours you left behind" Sultan said.

"Look! As a result of your actions, I was like a walking gold shop. There's no one who wears two anklets at once" said Hanum.

Sultan chuckles. "Come, we have to get off soon or the old man will act by punishing me again."

The Sultan associated his fingers with Hanum's fingers. The two of them stepped together towards the park.

"Hey, look at their behavior, it's like a newlywed!" goda Burhan when he saw the arrival of his granddaughter.

"Come here, son. Everything is ready" said Ratih.

And that afternoon when the sun began to rise, the Pradipta extended family was undergoing a shooting session. The faces full of happiness were clearly drawn on their faces.

Finishes.

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