The Step Sister of Tiri

166. The Baby Ars

“Kinan, Mama has got the gift. Look it! Funny, right?” ask Mama Aida while showing two baby clothes and accessories.

“Iya, Mother. That's so funny,” Kinan replied as he looked at his in-laws.

“You have what you want to buy?”

“Iya, Mother. I already got this,” Kinan replied as he showed me a pair of baby shoes.

“Come, we go ahead to pay! Mama can't wait to meet her son Zayna.”

“Iya, Ma.” Kinan along with his in-laws headed for the cashier. They both paid for what they bought and immediately went to the hospital.

“You've been quiet, Kin. What's wrong? Are you sick?” mama Aida asked as they were on their way.

“No, Ma. I'm not papa, kok!” kinan replied with a smile.

Mama Aida felt that there was something her daughter-in-law had hidden. He was sure there must be something, the woman tried to persuade Kinan to talk. After all, Mama Aida already considered her own daughter.

“Why now play secrets with Mama? What do you have? Dong's story with Mama. Is it because Mama forced you to come with Mama to the salon? If you don't want to, we don't become pa-pa."

“Nothing, not that. I was just thinking, it must be fun when there's a child between married couples."

Mama Aida began to understand what Kinan was thinking. He used to have such thoughts, but the spirit of the people around him made him strong. Especially the family that is together every day.

“Every sustenance is by the will of God. If you have not been given trust at this time, it means that God is preparing another sustenance. Don't be pessimistic, you're still a newlywed. You know, Mama used to think that way too, especially after Hanif's birth. My mom always tried to have another child. But God wants something else. God only gave Mama one child. Where very frustrated, various ways Mama did, but maybe God only allows Mama to give full affection for Hanif. Now Mama is grateful because God gave a beautiful daughter and as good as you in the family Mama.”

“Mama already has Mas Hanif, while I do not exist.”

“That means God gave you time to love each other first. You have never dated, yesterday ‘kan just married so, this use the best time possible to spend time together. If you have kids, you won't have time to date. Your child will always be the third. Don't think too much, it will even make you stress," said Mama Aida while rubbing Kinan's shoulder.

"Yes, Ma. Thanks for the advice."

Both are talking about other things. Mama Aida tries to make her daughter-in-law cheerful again. At last they did not feel they had arrived at the hospital. In the parking lot, the two accidentally met Mama Aisyah.

"You're here too?" ask Mama Aisyah.

"Yes, I just found out this morning that Zayna has given birth. Kinan and Hanif had nothing to say yesterday" said Mama Aida while speculating with her iron, while Kinan kissed the back of her mother's hand.

"Yes, everything was sudden. I was surprised too, but thank God now it's fine."

"Thank God then."

"Come, we're in! You must really want to meet the baby Ayman," asked Mama Aisyah while stepping first.

"Yes, go! I can't wait to meet Zayna and her son."

They immediately headed to Zayna's room, it turned out there were also the two women's parents. It appears that Papa Rahmat and Mama Savina are taking her daughter in conversation.

"Assalamualaikum, Mrs Savina and Mr. Rahman. It's already here as it turns out," said Mama Aisyah.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes, Miss Aisyah. We just arrived at dawn so, come straight here" replied Papa Rahmat.

"Why not say? You know, I can get you to the airport."

"We're afraid of troubling Ms. Aisyah's family. We've been troubling you too often."

"No, Mr. Grace. Instead I am pleased with the arrival of you and Miss Savina."

"How are you doing, honey?" mama Aisyah asked her daughter-in-law.

"It's better, Ma. Although it still hurts a little in that part."

"Indeed it's natural, all women giving birth does feel like it. This is Aunt bringing a gift for the little guy. Sorry, Auntie just brought this." Mama Aida handed Zayna a gift box.

"Thank you, Auntie has been willing to bother her aunt to bring all the gifts," said Zayna when receiving the gift.

"No hassle. Aunty is happy to see you and your child. Auntie can see your son?"

"May, Aunt, but unfortunately it can only be seen can not be touched. He's still in observation."

"Yes, Aunt understands. Auntie to same old same as Kinan."

"Yes, Aunt."

Mama Aida headed to the nursery along with Kinan, while Mama Aisyah was still chatting with her besi. Ayman was out looking for breakfast.

"Doctor checked you out today?"

"Yet, Ma. Maybe it'll be a little bad."

"It's so funny! Where'd you get this?" mama Aisyah asked when she saw a pair of hand-knitted shoes on the table. The shape is very cute, the color is also not too striking, suitable for boys.

"That's from Zanita, Ma. Mama Savina took him" Zayna replied.

"It's so good!"

"That's just an ordinary shoe, Miss Aisyah. Compared to the other gifts that Zayna got."

"But it's more special because it's made by hand."

"Yes, Miss Ayesha. Zanita is taught various crafts there. That's why she's trying to make the first work for her niece" said Mama Savina proudly.

Since Zanita lived in LAPAS, a lot of changes and it makes Mama Savina happy. She felt moved because someone else was able to make her daughter change. Things that the woman could not do.

"Well! Did ya? Baby Ars must be happy to get a gift from his aunt."

"Thank God if she's happy so, Zanita will also be happy because her efforts are not in vain."

"Tell my gratitude to Zanita for taking the time to make her niece those shoes. I really like it, baby Ars likes it too."

Not how long Ayman tackled by carrying several boxes of food. She knew that her two in-laws would not have eaten. They had flown here at night, nor had they returned to Mama Aisyah's house, directly to the hospital. They may not have time to enjoy breakfast.

"Come, we'll have breakfast! I bought this up front," asked Ayman.

"Mama had breakfast at home. You just take your in-laws," said Mama Aisyah.

Ayman invited his two parents-in-law for breakfast. Papa Hadi and Mama Aisyah refused. But the man forced. After all, he had already bought a lot of food. Than later wasted redundancy.

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