The Story of Dara

Extra Part. Family Happiness

"Assalamualaikum..," Bu Selfi's voice echoed slightly inside Dara's treatment room.

"Greetings waalaikum..." Dara and Erfan answered compactly turning towards the voice, with a smile expanding him to see the arrival of Bu Selfi, Pak Herman and Dira who were walking from the door approaching him.

"Ulu-ulu... granddaughter Grandpa.., very handsome yes, said Mr. Herman enthusiastically teasing Amri who was closing his eyes in the baby box next to Dara's bed.

"The handsome Lo Bu, my granddaughter's director.similar to her Grandfather..." Said Mr. Herman while staring at Bu Selfi and Dira who were standing next to him.

"Yes Similar to his father dong Yah.see his nose is very sharp like Mas Erfan," Protest Dira pointed to the nose of his nephew.

"Look at Dad's nose, as well as his granddaughter's nose," Mr. Herman behind the protests showed his nose staring at Dira, before turning his gaze to look at Bu Selfi.

"Well, isn't it Mom?" ask Mr. Herman to seek a defense.

Bu Selfi only chuckled, nodding her head slowly before stepping closer to Dara who was sitting leaning on the bed.

"Congratulations, son, you're a mother now!" Said Ms. Selfi with a smile.

"Thank you, Mom..." Dara hugged her mother's body.

"I'm sorry if all this time ever hurt Mom's feelings," said Dara with teary eyes recalling her struggle in conceiving and giving birth to Amri.

Vomiting in the morning and evening has become his daily routine when the little Amri is still in the form of meat to the fetus in his stomach is still flat.

Until the vomiting decreases and replaced with fatigue, back pain and leg swelling with all other forms of discomfort as the little Amri grows bigger in his stomach that is increasingly bulging.

The tremendous pain back he had to endure, between life and death his struggle, was, trying to enjoy every pain becomes a pleasure when the little Amri tries hard to break through the way for him to get out into the light of the world.

A world that will fill it with love and affection from a mother so strong and from a Papa so great.

"You're Good Ra's son, I'm proud of you" said Bu Selfi stroking gently his son's back and head before letting go of his embrace to turn to look at Erfan who was still standing on Dara's right side.

"Congratulations Fan" said Bu Selfi, making Erfan step around the bed to approach his in-laws.

"Thank you, ma'am" Erfan replied kissing Ms. Selfi's hand.

"Congratulations, my mother?" Said Dira extending her hand in front of Erfan, making Erfan turn his gaze towards him.

"Thank you, Dir" Erfan answered looking at Dira who was kissing her hand before stepping closer to his wife.

"Congratulations Ma'am" said Dira again hugging her brother.

"Thank you Deck," Dara answered back to Dira's warm embrace.

"Well, don't you congratulate Mas Erfan and Mbk Dara?" tanya Dira turned her gaze toward Mr. Herman who had been holding Amri his favorite single grandson.

"Thank you, Fan? Ra's? thank you for giving this very handsome grandson to Dad." said Mr. Herman looked at the child and his daughter-in-law alternately before turning to the open door.

"Yes Allah.cucuku was born.., "Sir Subrata half ran over to Amri who was in Mr. Herman's arms.

"Be careful Pa!" erfan said look at his Papa.

Mr. Subrata continued with his steps to approach Amri regardless of Erfan's sentence.

"Replace dong Her, I also want to carry my grandson..," said Mr. Subrata stretched out his hand to hold his grandson.

With a smile puffed up Mr. Herman let his iron take over Amri from his carrier.

"Who Fan is Papa's grandson's name?" asked Mr. Subrata after gently kissing Amri's cheek in his sling.

"Yes Dad forgot not to ask his name," added Mr. Herman looked at the child and the menantunys alternately.

"Amri Nufail Pratama Pa, Well," Dara replied before telling her the meaning of her son's name.

"Ammy....." Kudang Pak Subrata called his grandson who was still closed.

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Two days passed, Dara and Amri were allowed to go home by the doctor.

Leaving the main room temporarily to occupy the guest room on the first floor until Dara's recovery after giving birth.

Making the room that was once quiet is now turned crowded with cries of Amri who wants to drink milk or just want to be spoiled in his mother's sling.

Dara refused the baby sitter given by Erfan because she wanted to fully handle Amri, giving her breast milk exclusively to ensure the growth and development of her first child who had been waiting for her with tears.

"Amri's sleeping?" erfan asked to see the tiny face of his son who was asleep, making Dara stop giving his ASI.

"Sleep Mas,"

"Here love me, let me put her to bed" Erfan said, taking over Amri, holding her carefully to sleep in a baby box near her bed.

Dara gave a smile to look at Erfan who looks good in holding his son.

The door of the room knocked, turning Erfan and Dara's gaze towards the door.

"Let me just Ra, you just relax, take a break." Erfan said, stopping Dara from getting out of her bed.

Dara just nodded her head, leaning back to look at her husband who was stepping to open the door.

"Sorry sir, there's a guest ahead." Saying Art. Erfan politely stood behind the door of the room that was already open.

"Who?"

"God." Art answered. made Erfan nod his head slowly.

"See me a minute, will you? and please make me drink all of you," Erfan replied with a nod of his Art.head before closing the door and stepping closer to his wife.

"There are Gods outside" Erfan said again after standing in front of Dara.

"God?" said Dara Lirih trying to get out of bed.

"Be careful, will I carry it?" said Erfan embracing his wife's shoulders to walk together out of the room.

"I'm not that weak, Mas" replied Dara chuckling at her husband, still stepping towards the living room.

Dara extended her smile to the God who was sitting next to the beautiful woman in a white veil on the sofa.

"Where's Wa from?" dara asked pleasantiously looking at the Deity before nodding a smile at the woman next to her.

"From the house Mama immediately stopped by here," answered Dewa flatly staring at Dara who was already sitting opposite her with Erfan.

"This is from Mama for your child, Mama apologizes for not being able to come here," said Dewa again put a package of gifts in a paper bag on the table.

"Thank you.later if Amri is a little big I take to play to Mama Eri's house," replied Dara took a paper bag and put it on the sofa next to her.

"Your future wife?" erfan asked the God, looking at the beautiful woman who had been sitting quietly next to the God before turning her gaze again to the God.

God just nodded his head slowly, "This is Afia my future wife," replied the Lord remained flat not showing any expression like the expression of happiness of men who are getting married.

Afia immediately stood up, with her friendly smile immediately shaking Dara and Erfan's hands alternately.

"I am Afia" Afia said before sitting back in her place.

"I'm Erfan" answered Erfan.

"I'm Dara" replied Dara.

"You want to see our baby?" tanya Dara looked at Afia.

"May, if allowed."

"Come, Amri is in the room," Dara asked to stand up from her seat, followed by Afia who stood up.

"Aren't you coming with Wa?" asked Erfan who saw the God flinch in his place, making Afia and Dara turn their eyes to look at him.

"No, let Afia come in" replied the Lord.

"Let's go." said Dara to Afia immediately stepped into the house to her room, followed by Afia who stepped behind her.

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