The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapters 169. The worry Rey

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Amayra was anxious with her son who had started to babble. It doesn't feel like he's almost 6 months old. The child is getting smarter and more active.

"Mas...Mas Satria? Mas, is it okay?" Amayra asked her husband who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Uhhh.I'm fine. But May, can not the cooking do not need to use garlic or garlic? The smell was very stinging," complains Satria while holding back his nausea.

"Usually also like to use garlic, Mas will like onions. Did you forget it? Mas once said to me, because I cooked eggs do not use chives! Why don't you like to use onions?" Ask Amayra astonishment. Previously Satria really liked garlic. Nothing should be onion, now her husband forbids his wife not to cook onion.

"Just don't cook with onions! I don't like onions now, smell." The man grumbled as he turned his lips.

"Med.hahaha.." Amayra laughed when she saw her husband.

"Who? How come you're laughing anyway?" Satria asked with a frown.

"Mas, if you frown again. You look just like Rey." The woman smiled as she looked at Rey and Satria who had similarities. Although they have no direct blood ties, Bram and Satria have similarities as well. Rey is also somewhat similar to Satria.

"uh? I was called Rey," muttered Satria as she glanced at Rey whose mouth was smitten with food. "It's okay, I'm the papa!" Said Satria proudly.

"Yes, it's the papa. Oh yes Mas, if Mas does not want fried rice. Want some breakfast bread?" Amayra offered bread for her husband's breakfast.

Satria nodded, "Honey, just bread."

"I'll get you Mas" said Amayra. The woman took two loaves of bread and applied them with chocolate jam mixed with peanut butter. He served it on a plate.

Amayra invited her husband to eat her bread. While Amayra cleaned Rey's face from the dirt leftover food, then she finished the fried rice that her husband did not want to eat.

"May, how have you been eating so much lately?" Satria asked astonished at his wife's appetite. Amayra had already finished two dishes of fried rice. He has Satria and his own.

"Can't I eat a lot, Mom?" Ask Amayra who suddenly stopped her eating activities. She looked at her husband sadly. "Don't you like me fat?"

"Dear, I don't mean that. In fact I'm glad that you're fat, I just ask why did you eat so much like usual?" Satria was clearly on his wife.

Lately every time I come home late or I go home from work. Amayra always drops food, martabak, cucur cake, banana nuggets, kebab even until the spicy-spicy seblak. Usually he never is? Is this because she's breastfeeding Rey, so n*fsu is eating big huh?

"Yes, I won't eat much. The fried rice won't abisin. I was going to eat fried rice because it was red, I knew Mas didn't like me to eat much! Yes, guys like that.I don't like to see his wife fat," said Amayra while pushing the empty plate. He nagged at Satria.

He said he did not want to be spent but look at it, the fried rice is up to nothing so? Basic wkwkwk.

Satria smiled at the two empty plates. The fried rice has run out, leaving no rice grains there. His wife has a huge appetite.

"I don't forbid you to eat a lot, I'm happy as long as you're healthy. But. do not eat much if it is full, it is not good if you eat after full. Your stomach can hurt, baby.." Satria said softly to his wife.

"Yes well Mas. I understand. I also don't know why, lately I've been eating a lot." Amayra nodded in understanding at her husband's words, her lips pursed.

"Maybe it's the rainy season, so you're hungry."

"Yes yes, but mas is also strange, why the appetite so reduced. Mas also so often nauseous and picky food," Amayra was also surprised at her husband who lately always nauseous and picky food.

"I don't know, I'll check with you again at the hospital." Said Satria astonished at his condition and Amayra who was inversely proportional.

His wife had a large n*fsu meal, while n*fsu ate it so down drastically. Even Satria so do not like to eat meat, preferring to eat noodles or eggs.

After Amayra finished her breakfast, she cooked another egg, sausage and rice for Satria, packing it in Satria's lunchbox. That day Amayra had no class and she was just keeping Rey at home.

"May, I'm leaving first. Rey, whiz papa.papa leave first, baby. Be nice with Mama" said Satria, holding Rey and kissing the boy's cheek.

Muach!

"Father.abubuuu. mamwa.."

"Eh, your hotshot can tell Mama?" Satria looked towards Rey who was carrying it.

Amayra came while carrying a black bag and cloth bag containing a bottle of drink, as well as food supplies for Satria. "New mom knows? He said Mama, now Rey is getting anxious, huh Mas?" The woman smiled, proud of her son who had started babbling a lot.

"Gee.. Alhamdulillah, papa champ has started to be active huh. May, Rey is 6 months old, right?" Satria asked his wife.

"Yes," Amayra nodded.

Amayra smiled happily seeing her husband holding Rey affectionately. "God.papwa.."

"Dear, papa went to work first. Pray for the fluent papa worker" Satria peeped once more Rey's forehead and cheeks, before she handed Rey back to her mother.

Amayra carried her child carefully.

"Darling, I'm leaving first, right?" Satria stretched out her hand and said goodbye to his wife. Amayra took Satria's hand and kissed her husband's back. "Yes Mas, be careful Mas.may Mas noble work, smoothly."

"Aamiinu. Thanks for the prayer, baby, Rey also prayed for me.." Satria rubbed Rey's hair which still hasn't grown much of it. Rey looked at Satria with a big smile, her hands waving at Satria.

"Papa's drug!"

"Dadah. assalamualaikum my wife and my son."

Satria smiled then she got into her car. Along the way he saw a picture of his wife and son in front of the car. The photo is his encouragement in doing all activities.

After Satria left the house by driving her car. Amayra and Rey return to the house, seeing the cloudy sky as a sign of soon to rain.

"When it's still morning, but it's cloudy it's non." Said the Goddess who was drying clothes in the backyard of the house. He saw Amayra and Rey playing nearby.

"Yes, it's the rainy season." Amayra said as she looked at the cloudy sky.

Amayra saw her son actively playing with his toys. Rey could already sit up straight while picking up some toys around her. Amayra also taught the names of the toys to her children. Not to forget Antara taught Rey the names of Asmaul Husna, so that when his son grew up he could start memorizing the Qur'an also about religion.

Amayra wanted her son to be the son of Sholeh and hafiz of the Koran. Serving parents, religion and country.

"Aliff...Alif.this is Alif nak," Amayra showed Rey the Arabic letters on the white board she wrote. Rey watched her mother while holding the black marker that her mother kept on the floor. "Eh baby, that's a marker of Mama's. You want to write, son?"

"Abubwuu.bubu.." - Rey while looking at her mother with both eyes plain.

Amayra catches Rey saying, "Rey wants a book? Nulis in the book?" The woman smiled at her son.

"Bubwuu.ba.."

After Amayra picks up the book, Rey tries to write there. Moving his tiny hand to open the lid of the marker. "Darling, let me open it?"

"God!!" Rey spoke out in a loud voice, such as forbidding her mother to interfere with her affairs.

"Well, how did Rey," The woman watched her son play with the marker and the book. Rey tried to open the lid of the marker, then the marker bounced to his face.

"Huaa..huaa...huang.." The boy was crying.

"Astagfirullah, dear.haha.." Amayra was anxious to see her son's behavior. He takes Rey and persuades her not to cry.

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Arriving at the hospital parking lot, as he walked away from the parking lot. Satria sees someone she doesn't want to see anymore. That person had wiped out a happy smile in the morning.

"Satria's sister." - Clara turned to Satria with her sad face. "By the morning," Clara greeted Satria in a soft voice.

Satria walked past him just like that, in his hand there was a black bag and a cloth bag that he always carried from home. Satria lazy to serve the woman who had already slandered him.

"Satria's brother! I'm not here to disturb you, brother, I'm here because I want to apologize to you, brother Satria." Said Clara to Satria who had been walking on her back.

Satria sighed, she turned her body and glanced sharply at Clara. "Sorry for what?"

"I'll explain.but can we talk somewhere else?" Clara asked Satria, she asked to speak somewhere else and not in the open like this.

"I'm sorry I can't. Talking elsewhere or in a closed place can cause slander, I don't want my wife to misunderstand me anymore." Satria tried to keep his wife's heart, away from other women and from the great slander that had happened. She doesn't want a relationship and Amayra cracks again due to a misunderstanding even if it's just a small misunderstanding.

For papa's sake, I must apologize to Satria's sister. For all that I have done, Brother Satria can forgive papa. Inner Clara.

"Well if Brother Satria wants me to talk here. I want to say that I am sorry for all my wrongdoings to my brother Satria as well as my sister Satria's wife.then I ask that my brother Satria release my papa."

Satria was stunned to hear Clara's words, she looked at the woman with sarcasm.

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