The Hugger Heart

HOMECOMING

After my husband routinely called and sent his photos, gradually nausea in the morning and cold sweat when exposed to the scorching sun slightly reduced.

'Mom...Brother make warm tea, mom want too?'

'Bby, Brother.... Thank you dear'

Mala, my first child is helping me more and more. I still limit the activity of jumping into the kitchen, because it can not linger there. Nausea will soon appear, every time I smell the rice being cooked.

I often buy cooked food from stalls near children's schools. Because you can't cook often. Luckily the kids didn't mind the stall I was serving.

'Mother 's...When do you come home?' this is a routine question that Brother Helmi and Nasya ask every day. They were like competing with each other before asking his mother.

If Helmi had asked in the morning before leaving for school, then it would be Nasya's turn to ask the same thing in the afternoon when her brothers came home from school.

'InshaAllah the day after Dad came home, son. Last night Dad said the show was about to end, pray Dad, son. So that Dad's activities there smoothly, Dad can win the race and go home safely.'

'Aamiin' Mala's sister said from the kitchen.

'Dad's in the race, huh, Mom? What race?' ask Helmi with her innocent face.

'Woven craft sheep. That's you know, Bang.yang when I want to leave my brother will help mom wrap a large clock and made from rattan and woven turf purun right..'

'Ooo..iya brother remembered the big clock'

'Daddy won, Mom?' Nasya came over to me and sat down next to me.

'God willing, we pray yes....'

Saturday the kids don't go to school. School is only until Friday. Saturdays and Sundays are the time for children to study at home with their parents. And activities with parents will usually be given direction from the school, adjusting to the targets to be achieved.

Occasionally there are tasks to help parents at home cook in the kitchen, clean the room and others. And when entering school on Monday, students are asked to tell their weekend activities in writing or delivered directly while telling stories in front of the class.

This is to train whether the child can be responsible for the trust given to him by his teacher before the weekend, which is to help his parents at home.

My husband and I agreed with that concept, which is why we put our son in the same school. Not just saving energy in delivering and picking him up. But so that children get the same direction between home and school so that they can have a solid and solid character.

'Assalamu'alaikum....'

'Wa'alaikumussalam....'

'Eyang came Brother, Brother, Nasha.' the children immediately scattered to welcome the arrival of Eyang and his budhe.

My father-in-law and brother-in-law from Banjarmasin stopped by the house that afternoon. It feels like getting a crumbling durian the arrival of Eyang with Brother-in-law provides energy assistance to entertain children.

Ten whole days I'm just alone taking care of the kids at home. In conditions of holding and keeping to survive even in a more dense hit. I feel very happy now, with their arrival. I can rest for a while and let my growing child in the stomach to rest as well.

'Where, Dek...still nausea?'

'Alhamdulillah has been somewhat diminished, Mba'

'Children ain't taken, mba?'

'Children are as father and Eyang Kakung to Murjani Square see book fair.'

'Oiya on the 20th yes now, yesterday there were people who came ngajakin ngisi bazaar there as well. I said I couldn't because we had an exhibition in Turkey. Many goods are brought there, here only a little and this is the order of many people. Not yet sent because it still wants to be decoupage first, I explained while pointing to several piles of bags and baskets that have just been finished with white paint for the base of the decoupage.

'Later there will also be more events, Banjarbaru will often hold events in Murjani Field and Gubernatorial Field'.

'Nia.. rest first, let Eyang nemenin children same mbakmu.' They came to us talking in the back yard.

'Yes Eyang.' I also stepped into the room to rest for a moment.

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'To what, dear.' a short message from my husband.

'Let's go to sleep.....'

'So a dream?'

'Not really.sorry yes ga until dreamin dad'

'No.' I replied with a smile and began to open my eyes perfectly, expelling the lingering drowsiness.

'Padahat Dad dreamin mom you know.sama children'

'Masa??....If kangen come home here yuk'

'InshaAllah will return tomorrow, arriving in Kalimantan maybe the day after tomorrow. Flight to Kalimantan at 8 am.'

'Hmmm.so until home about 11 pm well' Because there is a difference in the time between Jakarta and Kalimantan for 1 hour.

'Yes.approximately'

'How's it there, Dad? There are still a lot of stuff?'

'Alhamdulillah Daddy won the second place'

'Alhamdulillah ....'

'The stuff is only a little left, some of you give it to artisan colleagues and acquaintances here for mementos. Mr. Najmudin is also my loving father, glad he is'

'Yes ga papa, the rest of the bazaar is distributed, asking to be prayed for more blessings'

'All kids are healthy, right?'

'Alhamdulillah the children are cool and healthy. The diligent sister helped mom in the kitchen.'

'Then Eyang and Budhe stopped by the house. They cook a lot, stored in the refrigerator partially. Understand that I'm drunk and can't cook often'

'Alhamdulillah...'

'Daddy, don't you give word to Eyang? Because it was fitting came Eyang much asked how Dad's condition there.'

'Mom'd love to see the sending of photos of Daddy to Eyang and Budhe earlier'

'He.he. He did not give news to Eyang. Just can tell the news to the mother only.the schedule of activities here is quite solid as well. The exhibition is also a rame once the visitor. Many students there. Because the show is near campus'

'You can only use wifi when you are in a hotel or airport. At the exhibition venue there was no wifi because we were in the open field. And if it's up to the hotel just stay asleep, so it's really not a chance to give news.'

'Hmmm pantesan...Eyang until glazed you see Dad in Malay clothes and standing in front of Dad's stand. It's too late that his son can bring the name of the nation out of the country like.'

'Alhamdulillah'

'Oiya..win second place can anything, Dad?'

'There's trophies....'

'Ajen'a'a cup?'

'Sama photographed'

'Send to mother dong the photos.kan want to see also. Trus got what else? Souvenir yes...'

'No souvenirs, but envelopes. Got 800 US dollars'

'Alhamdulillah.lumayan to buy more goods and ngebazaar here he.he.he..'

'There are some bazaar schedules that have entered into Kita, Dad.'

'As long as I'm there, I don't accept bazaar offers here. Lots of stuff was brought there. I'm agreeing to the schedules after Dad's return. There are five schedules of activities that I've recorded'

'Yes.can also.'

'Dad already sleepy.Tomorrow must tidy the bazaar stand and to the airport during the day. The flight itself is just in the afternoon'

'Hopefully smooth flight yes dear'

'Mother also do not ketapean well.quote only if it needs to be cemented with Eyang.'

'Yes....'

Seriate.......