The Thorn in the Family

The Thorn in the Family
A Happy Family



Eight months later.


Rama opened the car door for Tari, when they had reached the yard of Ms Marni's house. Dance down very carefully. He stepped up with the baby in his arms. Rama swiftly helped his wife to walk into her in-laws' house. For some time, I asked Tari and the family to stay there first during the postpartum recovery process.


Rama and Tari looked confused when they found Mother's house, in a quiet condition like uninhabited at that time. Since this morning, Mother, told them to go home quickly because they can't wait to see their baby. Both of them are each other


join hands to get into the house. Rama unceasingly looked at his wife and son who were walking beside him at that moment.


Slender.


That's how the mother's house is, there are even some leaves that fall on the porch of her house.


“Kas is quiet huh? Where are they all?” tanya Tari when she was in the doorway of the house.


“Maybe.inside a dear. We try to enter first ya”


Rama quickly said his greetings many times and knocked on the door of the house, but unfortunately there was no answer from inside. It was just that a loud noise was heard up to the front page.


“Assalamu'alaikum, Russia,.Mother I came home” now Dance is trying to say hello.


“Surprise”.yelling boisterous whole family who are in there. A moment later they compactly reply to Tari “waalaikumsalam Bunda”


Dari.smile when he saw the whole family who was present there. There was Mother, Father-in-law, Ipul, Bude Murni, Pakde Dar, Udin, Fitri and all her children they were gathered together to welcome the arrival of Dance and her baby.


“Bunda”.Risma ran to her mother and kissed the little baby inside


dekapan Dance.


“Congratulations.come baby Al” compact whole family swarming closer on Dance


and baby.


“God thank you everyone” said Tari, with teary eyes when looking


the living room of the mother's house, which has been conjured in such a way. There's balloons


blue color as a decorator, there are many foods from heavy foods. Cakes to light snacks. Various drinks are also served on the table with various flavors.


“Sini let Mother, who carried” Bu Marni grabbed her grandson who looks medium.delayed in a white bed. Sometimes the baby squirms and yawns when changing hands in a sling.


“A-ooh it's funny. Bulls yes baby Al” Fitri said amidst the euphoria of family joy.


“Of course handsome dong, right my sister. I'm now the same as Arsy has a guy” adek


risma proudly told everyone who was there.


“Name.my brother Makhyan Jibril Al-Farabi, you all call him Al or can also call handsome, because he is a handsome” chatter Risma introduced his sister to all.


“You like it dear to have a sister?” rama asked cutting off Risma's talk at that time.


“Sure.only I like Daddy. I am no longer alone when I play. I so have


brothers and friends who worry”


“You like to have many brothers?” Rama asked again with great enthusiasm.


“Of course, I love to have a lot of brothers definitely at home never will


desa”


“Still.wet” compact whole family screaming. Dance powerless to resist embarrassment with


husband's behavior. His face was already red, it felt like he wanted to drown


sana. Dance flailing Rama's arms with love further adds boisterous atmosphere.


“Don't forget KB Tar, two months is done. Be careful if the seed is superior. Can-baby Al three months you are pregnant again” chirps Fitri tease her best friend.


“No papa, I'm ready to take responsibility. Lots of kids, lots of food. Is it baby?”


Rama raises his eyebrows to seduce his wife.


“Mas...” whining Dance with great efficacy.


“By the way Al's face looks like who is this?” asked Mr. Alan who was staring fixedly at his grandson's face.


“Looks.similar to His Father. Almost ninety percent of Rama's face is there” replied Ma'am


Rahma examined her grandson's face.


“I.remember very well, Rama used to be a baby like this” now Bu Rahma changed to reach Al's body and hold him.


“Iya I think this looks like his father. Baby time dance is not like this her face” hiss Bu Marni make sure.


“Mana. Brother Al looks like me. Just look at his nose and cheeks like me. Anyway should


just like I” shouted Risma did not accept. He was so possessive of his sister. Risma did not allow all rang to hold her sister. Especially Bude Pure and Pakde Dar. He would immediately scream when they approached his sister, even if only to see his face.


“Ayo-ayo let's eat first. Mom has cooked a lot today”


Miss Marni invites all her guests to eat first. He began


put the whole meal together and get it all out. Ipul and Fitri quickly help to serve food that is still left in the kitchen. Bude Murni and Pakde Dar, as if getting a breath of fresh air when hearing the words eat. Very swiftly they grabbed the plate and ate all the dishes.


Dance stood up and stared one by one the whole family in the living room. He smiled while holding his chest which felt very peaceful. Try saying is


nice atmosphere this morning. Out there the sun is indeed being embarrassed to show its light. But the warmth I can feel when I see their smiles.


I happy. Really happy with my life right now. Try saying


what is happier than being with our loved ones, the economy of adequacy and having been born a sign


the love between us that I so longed for.


With or without a child, women are perfect. He deserves to be loved


with all his heart, especially with what he has sacrificed in his life so far. The child is a bonus, when I no longer expect to get it, God immediately repaid what I expected.


My past is indeed winding, even I did not expect to get through all this and ended beautifully. From the series of things that happened to me it was enough to take the lesson, let's throw away the matter and we save the learning that is in there. But there is no need to repeat it again.


Now I understand why my mother gave me the name Btari, for I am an angel in the hands of a proper man. The man who loves me unconditionally. I was so happy Mas Rama in my arms, Risma and Al in both


my hand. My mother and the whole family in my heart.


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