
"Mas. His son wants to go to the minimarket ahead of it lo. Please anterin." Said Jihan who was busy cooking at Aunt's help. "It's the same mother." Jalwa. "That's Deck. Listen alone. It wants to be the same for you." Jihan sighed then immediately washed her hands. "This continues Bi." Aunt nodded. "Yes, Mother." Answer with a smile. "What are you buying?" Tanya Jihan approached her two children. "You buy a snack. Last night spent Om Mark with Uncle Jaafar." Jaffan answered while holding his mother's hand. "Jas. Ask for money with Dad. Mother's money upstairs. Lazy to take it." The handsome boy smiled then approached his father who was on the phone with someone.
"Dad. Request money. I'm the same mom going to the minimarket." Riza nodded. "Parents Too." Said the man stuffed his phone into his pants pocket. "Let's Deck." Riza took the wife's hand but Jalwa let her go. "Why?" Ask the man not to accept. "Mother's hands two. My right one. The left brother. I have no right." The little girl held her mother's hand and then immediately invited the pregnant woman to walk. "Astaghfirullah's. What about three? Can't hide." Riza murmured soon after the child and his wife.
Until at the minimarket Jihan free her children to buy what they like. "Mothers. Buy this?" Jaffan pointed to the fizzy drink. "Don't darling. Not good for your stomach. The others only. Take juice or milk." Jihan said as she rubbed the heads of the two boys alternately. "What didn't you buy Dek?" Tanya Riza saw that her palace was only following the children. "No. I don't want to buy anything." The answer.
"Where are you from?" Mark asked as Jihan and the children entered the house. "From minimarket's. Ask for child's snacks." Answer the woman. "Where's Jaafar?" Ask. "To sleep in the family room. He said he was thirsty. Rich boy." Mark chuckles. "You're taking a nap too." Jihan's statement to the children. "Just like Mom." Answer both compact. "Yes. Come on." He took the hands of Jaffan and Jalwa.
Riza approached his wife who was in the child's room. The woman was already sound asleep in the arms of her daughter's son. Riza's hand stretched out gently stroked the wife's beautiful face. He knows Jihan must be tired. Take care of her husband, son, sister, brother, and Papa. Prepare the sahur and open and wake them all up. Although there are many domestic assistants, he always prepares all the needs. Carrying out her role as a career woman, Mother and Wife very well despite being pregnant and fasting like this. Jihan is good at dividing time. Everything is structured. Really great wife. Lucky Riza has Jihan. Even though at the beginning did not accept this marriage. But Jihan has always been kind as a wife. Always prepare and perform the role as it should. "Thank you dear. To always fight." Riza said slowly.
The atmosphere of iftar looked different in the absence of Riza. They were calmer because it was usually the man who always made a fuss and invited Nagging from Jihan. "Dek asked for the chili again." Jaafar. "It was red so his face. Don't need. Stomach pain later. Fasting again." The man could only obey his sister.
Jihan and everyone were gathered in the courtyard after the prayers accompanied the child who was engrossed in playing fireworks. "Not close. Danger is." Scold the woman. "Yes Mother" replied Jalwa directly holding his twin hand to approach the Mother. "Grandfather. Grandpa used to have horses, right?" Ask Jaffan. "Yes. Who's the story?" The middle-aged man rubbed the head of his granddaughter. "Mothers. How many horses is brother?" Jalwa answered with a question. "Five. Big and dashing. Mom used to ride it with Uncle Mark." Jihan smiled seeing her son so enthusiastically asked.
Riza had just come straight to his wife. "Assalamualaik." Said the man while peeping at Jihan's forehead. "Getishalight." Answer everything. "The car's in. Why's it parked in the yard." Said the Woman. "Later Deck. Then tell Budi sir." Answer while sitting. "Now. Why tell people." Jihan looked at her husband sharply. "Yes yes." Answer Riza peeked at the wife then walked quickly to put her car into the parking lot. "This brother." Mark chuckled at Jihan's treatment of her husband. "Belvin. If it is not determined by him. Yesterday the car until morning was not put in." Answer the woman annoyed.