
Two months later, baby Fatin, was released. His condition is much better than before. His weight gradually increased. Her weight now stands at three kilos. Its length has stepped 50 cm. Fatin grows up to be a cute and adorable baby.
All the tools attached to his body have been released, he has also been able to enjoy breast milk, either directly from the source or using a bottle.
In accordance with the Rose's request, he wanted Fatin to occupy Risma's room. There was no other choice for Randi, other than to agree. A few months of visiting and seeing the little baby, a little bit made his heart much better and softened after seeing the child.
His instincts as a working father, he was quite enthusiastic to buy a variety of toys and clothes for his daughter. Even though the little baby did not understand.
Today is the day of his daughter's return. Randi and his family are preparing to hold a tasyakuran event as well as aqiqah for Fatin. As expected by Ms. Srining and Roses, the event was done quite lively, even more festive than the first tigkepan event.
All relatives, both far and near are invited to come. Ms. Srining, would like to introduce the universe if she already has grandchildren. All laundry employees are also invited to the event. Do not forget that neighbors are invited as well. The event was held at seven o'clock at night, after the prayer isyak.
A truly riweh morning. Ms. Srining, don't go to the hospital. He was in charge of making sure all the equipment in the house was ready. Be it catering, decor or sovenirnya. Before leaving for the hospital, Randi took the time to take Bu Sringing, to one of the famous restaurants in Surabaya. He intends to give a surprise to his son, daughter-in-law and grandson.
“Later tonight, seven o'clock everything should be ready. So I ask before six o'clock all my orders are ready”. The Order of Mrs Srining.
“Hour seven Bu show? Why must the message suddenly?”.one of the women who served as the coordinator of the Resto a little protest at the request of Bu Srining, who so suddenly.
“Have I not wanted to know, how, which I want later before seven o'clock this food menu and decoration should already be in my home”. He gave a piece of paper, bearing a list of food menus and a special decoration model for his grandson.
“Sorry Mom, but we can't do all this suddenly, there are some things we have to prepare in advance”.
“Can you, just give up all your members who work here. Make only one shift, then close the restaurant until later tonight. Prepare all my orders well. I don't want to disappoint my guests”.
The restaurant coordinator still shook his head, it felt unable to bear with all the requests.
“I will pay it five times the previous price”. The bid came back at the end of his negotiations that went quite hard.
Hem...”Alright then ma'am, we will try to give our best to Ms Srining's family, please wait at home. We try before six o'clock all orders Mother, is ready”.
Ms. Srining smiled in relief at that answer.
Untangung-tanggung, even Bu Srining, also rented a tent specifically to expand the area used for this event. Decorations are made with the theme of princess, considering her granddaughter is female. The emblem and inscription of the name of Anisa Fatin Fauziah, clearly displayed in the living room, with decorated several balloons that snaked to all corners of the house.
For the happiness that befell him, Ms. Srining paid many times the services of labor in charge of decorating, as an expression of gratitude for the presence of Fatin, in the midst of his family.
In addition, Ms. Srining, also prepared special clothes for her son's small family. He chose the color of a light pink dress, as a uniform of Randi, Rose and Fatin, hoping that by using a pink dress the love will fill the life of the small family.
Fitri and her husband also attended the event, although lazy and not like. But it feels very inappropriate if he does not come, considering the kinship relationship that is established on them.
Baby Fatin, already prepared by using a small pink dress, white shoes and bandana color combination of pink and white. It looks so funny and funny. His cheeks began to fill like a baby in general. Sometimes he yawns when the invitees come to say hello.
Now that Fatin's baby is in the arms of the father, he confidently carries Fatin, going around from one family to another in his house to introduce if it's his son.
Fitri avoids, preferring to moan, when the little baby passes through his body. Fitri does not hate the little baby, but he condemns the actions of the baby's parents who deliberately hurt his best friend.
In contrast to Fitri, who was reluctant to shake hands. The rose preferred to approach towards Fitri, extending his hand there. The smiling rose was so friendly like nothing had happened. He greeted Fitri like he was greeting another brother.
After shaking hands, Mawar threw cupika cupiki on Fitri's cheek, kontan with her say “See now? I won!”. He shouted in a sharp voice, then he laughed as if he was insulting Fitri.
Fitri was so upset at the bolts, he clenched his hand about to lift and point at the face of the Rose.
“Darling your son cried”, Voice Bu Srining called, which automatically stopped the footsteps of Fitri.
The rose again gave a mocking smile right on Fitri's face. Fitri also swore in his life, will pray that God will soon repay all the actions of the Rose.
Invitational guests and relatives have been crowded, one of the leaders appointed by the family is ready to open the event. It's still like when the seven-month tasyakuran first. Some people there whispered to each other, some were praising, but not infrequently some were denouncing.
The event began with prayers, then a moment's welcome from the stakeholders. For the first time Randi, introducing to everyone the baby Fatin, was his son. He was so quick to carry throughout the show. Randi sucked in his welcome.
Assalamualaikum, we welcome you and your mother who attended this simple event that we did. As for our purpose of inviting the Father and Mother, and the audience all is in order to aqiqah and tasyakuran for the birth of our first daughter.
In this way we ask the Father, the mother and the audience to be willing to pray for our family and all of us who are present at the event tonight. Especially for our daughter Anisa Fatin Fauziah, may Allah give her good, abundant sustenance after happiness.
“Please give my son back!!!”. The voice of a male person very loudly, breaking down into special events.