The Sky for Ara

Family Love Center

"Ara the same grandpa just has to go home to us" whispered Akash to Earth.

"Sister, don't feel good dong to mami Ara," refuted Bumi while shaking her husband's arm.

The two were sitting in the waiting room, not intending to go home. The first thing Akash felt when he saw the little baby was a deep happiness.

He loved his love more than when Aro and Akhza were born. It feels millions of times happier. If not rebuked by the Army midwife, it feels like Akash continues to hold his beautiful grandson.

"I immediately fell in love with Dya, my angel dear," Akash muttered at the end of his sentence.

"Yes we all fall in love with Dya, but you can't make decisions unilaterally. Ara just last night at her mom's house, when have we brought her home?" Bumi persuades her husband not to be stubborn about where Ara and her daughter are going?

Akash is still Akash, the stone given life, who will hear the words of the Earth. Instead of complying, he persuaded Aro to allow his son and wife to return home.

"Dad wishes you were on Father's side," Akash told Aro who had just returned from burying the ari-ari and washing the cloth of Ara's former lahir at the mami's house.

Aro certainly gawked, he still did not understand the meaning of his father's words. With an eye movement, Aro asked for an explanation to his mother.

"Ask dad, Mommy's dizzy." The earth has left her husband and child.

"Dad asked Ara and Dedek to go home. Stay the same father and mother," explained Akash made Aro's round eyes patterned.

"Where could that be? we go back to my house dong, Dad," Aro refused in a subtle tone.

"The days after giving birth are troublesome, you know. Ara needs a lot of attention. You can be overwhelmed if your wife is alone," Akash persuaded, hoping Aro complies.

"I thought coming home was the best choice" said Aro, who has now changed into army trousers and short-sleeved white shirts.

"For Father, mother and mother Ara no one feels rivaled," continued Aro seriously.

"You are his style already like the fathers," as Akash saw the serious look on his son's face.

"Well, I am a father" Sambar Aro pointed at his face.

Just as Akash was about to speak again, from the room where Ara was lying, Aro heard his name called.

"I went to Ara first .. afraid he was kangen," continued Aro while saying goodbye leaving Akash who was still upset.

"Where can I be much the same Dya," he murmured as he followed Aro's steps.

Meanwhile indoors, the Army midwife had just finished checking on Ara's state.

"Udah can go home, nih," he said to make sure Ara's condition was good.

"Yeay, go home .. come home baby, we go home ...." Ara spoke to her daughter who was sleeping next to her.

"Can you?" Aro approached him.

"Well, I just said the same Army mom is okay, huh!" cibir Ara was upset.

"Just mastiin, honey." Aro chuckled while rubbing Ara's head.

Ara had already taken a shower, she was able to urinate too. His condition and the baby is good. The Earth tidied up the luggage in the form of baby gear while Aro followed the steps of the Army midwife who left the room.

"Go home, yeah!" pinta Akash is approaching Ara.

Mami who had just come would have also heard Akash's words. He was a little surprised, thinking Ara would be going home.

Ara did not immediately answer, because she saw the existence of mami. Akash turned his head, looking towards Sita who was also being looked at by Ara.

"You happen to exist" Akash told Sita.

"Ara's coming home to me, huh?" akash begged.

"You can also stay there, later we together ngurusin dede and bubunya." Akash is still talking.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be selfish, but a new mother needs a lot of extra attention" said Akash.

Bumi is still pretending to be busy packing goods when it is finished from earlier. She felt bad for Mami Ara.

"We stay together, yes, Sita," Akash and Sita nod in agreement.

The earth breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Ara. Finally the middle path has been found. That afternoon they went home to their father and mother. Akash carried his grandson, affectionately holding the baby in his lap.

Until he arrived home and was immediately shocked by Atar, Akash forbade his youngest son to hold Dya.

"Eeh, wash your hands first!" Aro pulls the tip of Atar's shirt while driving him out from in front of Dya.

"Pubu same grandpa on the couch for a second, huh?" Bumi helps Ara sit down to the sofa and invites Sita to her room to provide a place for Ara.

"No way dong Ara should sleep on the second floor," said Bumi and is not too talkative Sita.

Meanwhile in the living room, Akash and Aro are still fighting over Dya. Though clearly the round-cheeked baby was sleeping soundly.

"Dad, let go if the dedenya bobo. Later even the habit of wanting to be carried on," suggested Ara.

"No!" exclaim Aro.

"Please, Dad!" aro then hit his father's arm.

Not yet had time to put Dya on the sofa, the Earth from the direction of the room had already shouted.

"Mas, bring the same olde here!"

"Well, go to the room, baby!" Akash kissed a glimpse of Dya's cheek which was still a sleeping henchman.

"Ish, daddy's a bummer!" grunts Aro.

"Why the hell?" Ara slowly lowered her legs that had just been slashed.

"Eh, you're carrying?" haggard Aro when he saw Ara grimacing while standing.

"No need, Mas ... don't be boisterous!" argue Ara.

"Oh yeah, if that's what you're doing." Aro immediately took his wife.

Arriving at the room, Dya was already placed in the middle of the bed. Akash was already lying on his head with one hand beside Dya.

"Sir, come out .. Let Ara rest!" take Earth and have to be Akash to obey.

Now in Ara's living room, Aro and Dya who began to squirm and then cry loudly.

Ara laughed, "Mas, bring it here!" Ara was already in a position ready to carry.

Aro certainly according, carefully he carried Dya and then placed him in the lap of his wife.

"Soleha, selha ...." Ara unbuttoned her front shirt.

Claps!

The round-cheeked baby grabbed his favorite bubble.

"Open up, the veil!" aro's suggestion when he saw Ara had difficulty holding the tip of his hijab. Not yet he had to hold his that was being enjoyed by Dya so as not to cover Dya's face.

Aro walked towards the door and locked it. Then return to Ara and help her remove the veil.

"Well, that's good!" he cried while touching Dya's cheek with his index finger.

"Nen a lot to be big spit," he whispered in Dya's ear while rubbing the baby's head full of affection.

"Thank you, Ara, she gave birth to Dya so calmly. Thank you," he said, kissing Ara's cheek.

How many times have you said thank you?

"Mas, you've already said thank you. Huh, ah!" grunts Ara. No dislike, just a little exaggerated.

Ara only realized that her size was getting bigger. He grimaced as he savorfully enjoyed his possessions with a loud decap sound.

"Hehehe .. slowly, dear," whispered Ara to her daughter.

"illness?" ask Aro to worry.

Duh! how noisy are people!

"No, Mom," argued Ara.

Just about to say again, the door sounded knocked from the outside followed by the sound of mother's scream.

"Ara no longer wears a hijab" he said without Earth asking.

The earth breezed in with a small tray in its hand.

"What's Bun?" tanya Ara who is still busy giving ASI.

"It's a pistil, same parem." Bumi complains of his luggage and then puts it on the nightstand.

"Ara use the pilis first on her forehead, let it relax." The earth takes that solid powder-shaped object.

Ara nodded, she had often seen similar objects when her patients brought her to the clinic.

Aro approached, he was curious what his mother would do. Step by step the mother did everything from dissolving the pilis with warm water to thickening and then sticking it on Ara's forehead until evenly distributed.

"It's made of ganthi, kencur, turmeric, mint and ylang," explained Earth after finishing applying it on Ara's forehead.

"Scented, Bun. It's cold, too, so good." Ara inhales the distinctive aroma arising from the pilis.

"The function is to relax. Blood circulation so smooth. Reduces dizziness, prevents white blood from rising to the head and is good for eye health." Mother explains the function of this pilis.

"Later to use parem also yes in the hands, feet and calves. Let me tell you pegel too. Later if dede has finished 'nen," Earth's suggestion and then return to the outside.

Meanwhile, Aro examines the objects in the tray that his mother carries later. He had seen similar objects when used as a filming tool.

"Why?" search Ara who was astonished to see her husband so seriously noticed the three objects on the tray.

"You want to wear it on your forehead too so you don't get dizzy?" seloroh Ara then grimaced as the beauty took a strong sip of hers.

Aro laughed, "No, thank you."

Then again pay attention to his daughter who is still engrossed in his activities. It looks impatient when sipping with a decap that is back heard.

Aro and Ara looked at each other and laughed at her daughter's behavior.

"Slow down, dear .... slowly," whispered Aro then kissed the sprout of Dya's head that fragrant telon oil. Refreshed.

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The next day the atmosphere of the room became very crowded, the arrival of Jida and the Zahra family filled the room.

"The baby still looks so pretty" Alisha said.

At that time, Dya had just finished being bathed and dried. Sleeping well after drinking ASI.

"Come on, baby take a shower!" Aro came in with a shirt that was wet on the front. He prepared warm water for his wife's bath.

"I'll take a shower first yeah, everybody," said Ara then slowly got out of bed.

Ara was still very painful in her core area. He walked slowly by dragging a step. Arriving in the bathroom Aro did not come out, wanted to help.

Early this morning, the mother had applied the parem on Ara's hands and feet. Now just clean it with warm water.

Ara did not refuse when Aro helped her take a bath. He just feels comfortable. Gently Aro helped his wife dry her hair after she finished her bath.

"Wear clothes here aja, Mas," pinta Ara.

Aro agreed, he immediately came out of the bathroom then picked up Ara's clothes in the closet. A glance at the baby who is surrounded by a large family. It is a magnet that makes anyone want to approach it. It is the center of love and attention of the whole family.

Go to the bathroom immediately after getting what you want. He was not awkward when gluing pads to Ara's underwear. Before Ara was perfectly dressed, Aro first applied a tapel to Ara's stomach.

"Come huh?" mumbled Aro finished rubbing his wife's stomach.

"This mother's word is made of rice flour, kencur, ginger, cinnamon just like some other ingredients," said Ara while laughing small because she forgot the other ingredients contained in the parem.

Furthermore, Aro battered his wife's stomach using a bent, in the form of a wide cloth or commonly called an octopus.

"Say mother let me slim again, Mas," continued Ara.

"Not important slim, mah!" argue Aro.

"What I know, kayak gini can also remove the wind cavity in the stomach so as not to bloat what else is in the wind. You must always be healthy, I'm the same Dya need you," said Aro finished rubbing his wife's stomach.

After fully dressed, Ara took her husband out of the bathroom. It turned out that the atmosphere was getting crowded with the presence of Mama Eca and Tala.

"Assalamualaikum Babby Hika," said Tala who came to bring a large box as a gift for Dya.

"I called him Hika, could ya, Ra?" Tala asked for Ara's approval.

Ara just nodded and smiled. While Dya was still asleep regardless of the voices around him. In fact, it may feel like you're doing a bobokan dinina.

Before long, there also came Akhza who brought a large pepper bag that did not know what it contained.

"Eh, wait!" aro shouted as Akhza was about to approach Dya.

"Bring a shower!" Aro pulled his brother's arm.

"Abis from the hospital, right?" aro tuding.

"Gue has taken a shower in the hospital" Akhza replied, shaking Aro's hand.

"No holding my son, wash your hands and change clothes first!" titah Aro's.

"Oh my goodness, my. Not so much time either," argued Akhza snorted annoyedly, but still obey Aro.

"Mas, pity brother!" nagging Ara after Akhza left.

While Tala, staring at Akhza's back with a clear liquid that suddenly piled up in the eye fertilizer. He even asked permission to go to the bathroom. There, he spilled the clear liquid, letting it wet both cheeks. Tala sat on the toilet holding a chest that felt tight.

"Udah, Tala .. You can't believe it. Rise up!" Tala encouraged herself by banging her chest.

Meanwhile, Akhza has returned and changed into a t-shirt and traning pants only. He was very nervous to disturb his nephew.

"What are you calling, lo?" ask Aro.

"Of dong!" sahut Akhza's.

"Nak aja, uwak!" sahut Aro's.

"No!" akhza.

"Yes, that's it" Aro replied.

"Whatever!" Akhza.

While other families have come out because they do not want to disturb Dya who sleeps.

Aro and Akhza lay flanking Dya. Alternately holding Dya's cheek with the ignorant Aro brushed off his twin hand every time he wanted to hold his daughter's cheek.

Ara herself was even worried about Tala who never returned. Ara's gaze continued to be on the bathroom door.

"It's really pretty, like Ara," praised Akhza.

"Have you!" aro Sent.

"Beautiful as an elo?" balas Akhza chuckled.

"Don't mention my wife's name!" aro said, still jealous.

His third attention was fixed on Tala who came out of the bathroom. The girl who was now in the hijab tried to hide her sad face. Without daring to look at Akhza, he returned home. Reason to go to the hospital.

Ara hugged Tala before going home. Ara knew what Tala was doing in the bathroom, but didn't want to talk about it.

"Want to do that, Bang?" aro Syndicate.

"He is the one I don't want to fight" Akhza replied, closing his eyes. Being beside Dya made him feel calm.

This time Aro did not forbid his brother to sleep hugging his daughter. Not be in the heart of the sad strokes that Akhza showed.

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