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The days passed without them noticing. Zunaira is three months old. It's getting funnier and more adorable. She is everyone's favorite, especially her brothers who will take care of her when this little girl grows up.

Vita and Yudha also have increasingly understood how to be fair in the eyes of children after several times to meet parenting experts. Therefore, Rayyan is now a more calm and loving child to her younger siblings. In fact, not infrequently, the boy who had begun to enter the first grade of SD, helped to keep his baby brother when he saw his mother was in trouble.

“Thank you, Kaka... already want to help keep Sister,” said Vita hugged and kissed the child. After a lot of learning, this time they always prefer the oldest child first so that he no longer misunderstand.

“Sama-sama, Ma,” replied Rayyan.

“Then there is PR?”

The boy nodded.

“Learn here, Son. Later Mama sawin.”

The boy took the book in his own room, then came back by spilling all his study equipment down. He studied on a floor that was already spread a special carpet playing. With the prone position, Rayyan began to open up her PR which she had to collect tomorrow.

Actually, Vita had prepared a special desk for learning, but apparently the child was more comfortable with such a position. So, he did not want to comment anymore.

Luckily the twins were playing outside with their baby sitter, so this time, Rayyan was able to study quietly.

“Look right, Ma?” rayyan asked, showing him how he was doing.

“Iya, this is correct.”

Vita kept watching her firstborn doing PR while petting Zunaira who was in her lap. Every now and then the woman rubbed the son's head, while remembering the struggle she used to survive in the midst of such a depressed mood.

‘How I don't love you, son. The greatest kid I have. You are a light to me when I have lost hope. You are my first love that I will love all the time. Later you grow up, Mama hope, you can treat your woman as well as possible. Make her the only one in your life as the painkiller you've ever been through. You should know it.’

Having experienced in polygamy makes Vita mediated; do not let his son experience the same thing as his father. He will teach himself later how to treat women so that they are not wrong in taking steps.

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Dara's gestational age has now reached nine months of age. Various preparations have been made by the couple to welcome the birth of their first child—including picking up both parents who are in Semarang. So that they can accompany his daughter during her delivery.

“Where is it, Da?” dara asked Alif who was across the street.

“Bekasi.”

“Kok long really arrived,” protest Dara impatiently.

“Iya, stuck. It's time to go home from work, ” replied Alif vaguely because of the noise of the vehicle.

“On the glass lid let it sound clearer.”

“Again va*e. Dizziness.”

However, Alif still obeyed his words because seconds later his voice returned clear. “Why? Are you contracting again?”

“Sometimes. I haven't been able to tell the difference. It's similar to people want BAB.” From noon, Dara had indeed felt a contraction even though the frequency was still very rare.

“How are you, anyway?” Alif sounded grumbling.

“Yes, where do I know..” the answer is not too concerned people are panicking across there.

“Please ask Vita or who told you to accompany you first.”

“I want it to be the same you..” Dara sounds like sad. In times like these, it was not someone else she needed but her own husband.

“Sabar, yes, soon to arrive, really. This is Mom and Dad would like to say.”

A moment later, the phone changed hands.

“Halo, Nduk?”

“Iya, Mum.”

“You do not panic, breathe repeatedly, drink a lot of water, if you can take a little walk, but do not go up and down the stairs,” he said he began to give his advice. “Whose you are there, don't be alone.”

“There's Vita but outside the room.”

“Lagian your husband, already Mother said, no need to be picked up, later we can take Travel only. Uh, even know-know already in front of the house.”

“You guys want to check Bistro,” Alif said.

“But the time is not right, you should have come before H day so as not to happen like this again. My son must have been her husband not to the point. Women want to give birth it does not need anything, she only needs her husband,” Said The Mother-in-law gave the word. And it was clearly heard in Dara's ear so that the woman kept her phone away so that her laughter could not be heard to the other side.

Sometimes Dara wants to see her husband's expression when scolded by her own in-laws—but darling, once there, she can't see it.

Now replace the father who spoke, “Halo, Ra?”

“Iya, Yeah.” Dara answered.

“How are you doing now?”

“I'm fine, really, Dad. Don't worry too much.”

“It would be nice if you just go to the hospital now. Later we can directly follow to there.”

“Yes already, it's up to you.”

After the phone was turned off, Dara smiled happily. Imagine how her parents were so worried about her. It was a sign that they loved him very much.

Several tens of minutes passed, finally Alif and his parents arrived in front of the house. They entered with many gifts.

“Duh, why bother like this, Mom. Next time if you want to come just come, no need to bring souvenirs,” said Umi welcomed them all. First he received all the goods brought, before they finally embraced each other.

“It feels like stopping by the besan house does not bring any hands. Maybe because it's a habit of times yes, Um.”

“Iya, anyway. I would also stop by everywhere. Same different men.”

“Males are embarrassed to bring it with them,” said Abah, the man in his sixty years hugged his healthy male guardian and never brought a stick again.

“While all women always bring fruit anywhere, but still bring others too,” said Hilman's father made them laugh together.

“Basic wong crazy!” ratna murmured as they entered the house and sat in the living room.

Alif was silent, but in his heart said, it turns out his in-laws can change too.

“Where, Um?” mother Ratna asked as soon as they sat down.

“Tadi is still in his room,” replied Umi Ros, “we have been forced to the hospital only now, but he said he would wait for Alif only. They are always nothing, sticky, like stamps.”

“Still anget, Um.. has not been a year,” said Mr. Hilman who was connected by his wife, “later if it was like we are often this waist pain, yes, different again the story.”

Everyone laughed at Mother Ratna's words.

“Fatigun should be available at all times, yes, sir?” said Abah.

Just as they sipped a drink, there was the sound of screaming from above.

“Umi!” the voice of Vita. “Umi, Dara heartburn again!”

All of a sudden panicked and ran up, especially Alif who was in the toilet down at that time. Lucky to have completed the activity.

“Please ask the driver to prepare his car, Bah,” Umi Ros said.

This is what Hilman just came up with. No matter tired, he helped to insert items that had been prepared beforehand to be taken to the Hospital.

“Still roso, Sir?” ask Abah Haikal.

Hilman clenched his hand and swung it up while replying excitedly, “Roso!”

“Wah, so excited to see the first grandson.”

“You first or second grandson. I'm still roso. I want to always be healthy and live a long life so I can see them grow later.”

Abah smile, “Aamiin..”.

While inside, Dara was descending the stairs accompanied by many people. The woman grimaced as her contract was now becoming more and more frequent.

Do not ask again how noisy a Dara if screaming, not to mention Alif who also followed the sound. Whoops!!

“HPL has not passed actually. But maybe the baby wants to come out,” said Umi Ros when Dara was in the car.

“Iya, because there are many cousins who want to invite him to play,” said Vita.

Only Alif, mother, and also father who escorted him this time, because Umi and Abah intend to follow soon.

Vita said back when they had just left and Abah had entered the house. “So much coincidence, the birth of his father came home.”

“Maybe their inner strength is very strong,” said Umi Ros in response to her daughter-in-law's remark, “Oh, yes, where is Yudha, son? From earlier not seen.”

“Again for a moment, Mi. Said he wanted to take care of some of his college registration.”

There was a look of sadness that was drawn from the old woman to hear that her son would move temporarily to Bandung. This house will be too quiet if only occupied by a small family.

“Umi don't be sad..” Vita hugged her mother-in-law. “Bandung to Jakarta is only two hours if it does not jam. We promise you that we have a long holiday, we come back here.”

During this time, Yudha refrained from leaving. He waited for Alif's child to be born first so that uminya not too lonely later. And this month is the time.

“Nothing noisy anymore, later.” Umi wiped the tears with the back of her hand. “Two years it's not a short time. Not necessarily two years that Umi same Abah is still there,” he said with a soft look.

“Umi... do not say that.. we always pray Abah with Umi—so you are always healthy, given a long and useful life. We always need your guidance which is still very much this mistake.”

“Yes, right, as old as you guys—you are still little kids for us that we will direct.” Both of them smiled and looked at each other.

“Thank you for being a good in-law to me, Umi. You are the replacement of my parents who are gone.”

“Sama-sama, Son... Umi also thank you, because you are willing to accept my son and all his shortcomings. Maybe, we are not perfect in educating, but believe me, we have done the best we can.”

“Umi...” sela Vita stopped talking her in-laws, “no man is perfect in this world. Yudha failed to be a fair husband, but she never failed to be a good husband and father to me and my children. He had the same tenderness as Umi. Umi's nature declined to him. I'm proud to be his wife, Mi..”.

The two hugged each other and stared at each other for a long time. Before they both went back into the house.