
“Mas, are you not in the office?” asked Zayna because Ayman had only looked at the son. He doesn't want to go anywhere.
“Today is off, dear,” Ayman replied without looking at his wife.
“Mas, so that Baby Ars sleeps, do not be ignored.”
Ayman did not care about his wife's words. He looked at his son's funny face. Sometimes the man is ignorant, disturbing the child's sleep. Zayna just shook her head looking at her husband's behavior.
“Honey, later we make again, yes!” ayman said without looking at his wife.
“Make what?” ask Zayna who does not understand the direction of the husband's conversation.
“Make Baby.”
“Aduh, Mas, who yesterday I just grieved. Time again!” zayna cried with worry. Just imagine it is horrified.
“Ah, yes, yesterday it made me barely able to breathe. Yes, no, don't think about it. We raised Baby Ars just fine.”
“Iya, Mas.”
Zayna also doesn't mind if she has to get pregnant again. But for now, he is not ready. In addition to the fear he experienced, the age of Baby Ars is also still too small. The baby still desperately needs the affection of his parents.
Not long in sight, Baby Ars squirms. Several times also yawned until finally crying. Ayman tried to calm his son.
“Papa's son why are you crying? Is the diaper wet? Try Papa see,” said Ayman while checking his son's diaper, wet or not. “Neither wet, Papa's son why? Gonna carry, huh? Papa is not brave."
“Maybe he's hungry, Mas. Here, try me for a minute.” Zayna picked up the child and suckled him. Sure enough, the boy was silent.
“Wah, Papa's child hungry turns out.”
The man tried to get his son to talk. Although his words were completely ignored, he continued to speak at length. Suddenly the door of the room was knocked on by someone from outside. Ayman opened it, apparently Bik Ira who was there.
“What's up, Bik?” ask Ayman.
"Below there was Mr. Ilham, Den. Said there was a need with Aden."
"Oh yes, Bik. Tell me to wait a minute. I'll be down."
"Good, Den."
"Is there any urgent work, Mom?" ask Zayna after Bik Ira leaves.
"No, there are only a few files that I have to sign" Ayman replied by taking his briefcase.
"Why bother people to come, Mas. Surely Kak Ilham in the company is also a lot of work."
"It's okay, it's just for a minute."
"Free if boss mah," said Zayna made Ayman chuckle.
"I'm down first, yeah, honey. We'll have another conversation" Ayman told his son and immediately left his wife and child.
"Your father doesn't want to be away from you, honey. Until the work was brought home," Zayna told the son.
"Baby Ars is still sleeping, Na?" asked Mama Aisyah who had just entered the room.
"Just woke up, Ma."
Mama Aisyah walked over to her daughter-in-law and granddaughter. He sat beside them. The middle-aged woman noticed Baby Ars in her mother's lap.
"When do you want an event for your child's aqiqah?" mama Aisyah asked her daughter-in-law.
"I'm up to Mas Ayman, Ma. Actually I wanted it seven days after birth yesterday, but yesterday it was still busy in the hospital so, can't. Now it's up to Mas Ayman to have his show when. After all, everyone who takes care of everything is also Mas Ayman."
"Later you talk to him again, afraid Ayman too late with Baby Ars so forget."
Zayna smiled at what her mother said. The husband was busy talking to his son. Zayna cursed him because they also waited long enough for his presence.
"Yes, Ma. Later I will talk again with Mas Ayman," said Zayna, who is owned by Mama Aisyah.
“Baby Ars join Oma, yuk! We go ahead,” take Mama Aisyah. Zayna handed over the son to her father-in-law.
The middle-aged woman brought her granddaughter down. He was very happy with Baby Ars. Mama Aisyah asked him to talk. The baby did not understand at all. Just like Ayman did.
***
"Honey, you wear this shirt, yes," Hanif said as his wife was studying.
Kinan who was busy with books raised his head. He was surprised why his husband suddenly wanted him to wear that shirt. Was there a party invitation, but the woman didn't get it.
"Whether to wear that shirt, Mas? Where are we going?"
"Why not say that from now on? I'm so lazy, Mom. You're the one who came by yourself" refused Kinan.
"Where can it be like that. If I come alone, how will there be a lot of women who seduce me?"
"Take confidence in yourself once," sneered Kinan.
"It's not arrogant, honey, but it's the truth. Already, come on, you change!"
"Should've said from earlier, Mas. I still have lessons I don't understand."
"Later to teach you, it's, mah, easy."
"Yes, deh, Mr. Lecturer," said Kinan with a frown. However, still obey the husband's wishes by changing his clothes, while Hanif himself also prepared. He's a man so, no need to bother.
"Darling, I'm waiting for you downstairs, yeah!" hanif shouted at the wife who was still in the dressing room.
"Yes, Mum."
Hanif will come down soon. He needs to contact someone before he leaves. The man wanted to make sure everything was ready.
"Where are you going, Nif?" mama Aida asked who saw her son sitting in the living room playing with his phone.
"You'll have dinner outside for a while, Ma. I have never asked Kinan to eat out. No pa-pa, right, Ma?" ask Ayman who feels bad.
"Of course it's okay. Mama is not a problem, but Mama is happy if you are getting more friendly. Mama's afraid you're fighting. Moreover, Kinan was still too young, his emotions were still unstable. As a husband, you have to give up often. Guide him in a good way. If he's wrong and he's still cool if he's right, yes first. Later you slowly advise him, do not immediately get angry."
"Yes, Ma. Thank you for the advice. I will always remember what Mom said. Mama just pray that we are always okay" said Hanif.
"Sure, Mama will always wish you all the best" said Mama Aida, making the two smile.
The sound of someone walking down the stairs. Mama Aida and Hanif looked at each other at the same time. The two were amazed by Kinan's appearance, which they thought was perfect. Hanif did not even blink at all. Kinan felt that his husband and in-laws did not like his appearance.
"Do I look weird? Why do Mama and Mas Hanif worry about me like that?" asked Kinan while paying attention to his appearance, from the left and right.
"No, Honey. You are so beautiful tonight" said Hanif who awoke from his daydream when he heard the wife's question.
"Mama's daughter-in-law is the best" said Mama Aida.
Kinan's cheeks are red. She was embarrassed by her in-laws' praise. It is undeniable that he feels happy because his efforts are not in vain.
"Already, Hanif, take off now. Even seen continue," said Mama Aida.
"Ah, yes, Ma," said Hanif who then approached the wife. "Come, Honey! We leave, later tonight." take Hanif out by extending his hand.
Both of them say goodbye to Mama Aida. They immediately left the house towards the place that Hanif had prepared. Along the way the man continued to steal a glance at the wife.
"What are we going to party for, Mas? Why wear a dress like this?" ask Kinan while he is on his way.
"You'll know later, honey," Hanif said casually.
"Your friends don't use invitation cards?"
"Why do you keep protesting? I usually go to parties."
"Yes, right, you didn't have any prior notice so, I have no preparation. I'm also afraid I'll be embarrassed."
"You're beautiful, which may make me ashamed. Even if you're ugly too, I wouldn't be ashamed of a husband, his wife is the most beautiful woman in the world."
"You're good at combating now, yes, Mas."
"Who's fighting, honey. I was telling the truth. You are beautiful."
Kinan did not respond. He only smiled with his head lowered, to hide the tinge of red on his face. Hanif who saw it smiled.
"If you're embarrassed like this, I'm getting more and more anxious with you" Hanif said as he pinched Kinan's cheek.
"What, anyway, Mas. Have seen the way. Watch out carefully," Kinan said, distracting himself.
Hanif just smiled at his shy wife's behavior. Not long after they finally arrived at their destination. Kinan felt strange about her husband. Didn't the man take her to the party. Why now to the company.
"Cock to company, Mas! Do you have a job?"
"No, you've come down. Soon you will know."
"Why should use the secrets of all," said Kinan with a little sulking. However, Hanif remained patient to lead the wife into the building.
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