Wedding Story's

Sixty Seven (Faza)

The symptoms of nausea and my limp body last time turned out to be a factor I was two-bodied. Soon, God returned my love of trust to be a mother again. This time I will try to take care of the baby in my cage well.

2 Months have passed. Now fayyadh can stand, walk one to 2 steps. Active is not curled. Crawl here and there at will. The word mama is natural, meaning fayyadh grows healthy and develops well.

Pregnant this time I became lazy. The inn wants to keep on falling. Take a lazy shower, eat anything else. Likes in bribes fadil brother used to just enter the mouth. It is spoiled that the baby is still in the stomach as well.

" Have you not been to the office?" many wonder. Because already at 9 gini kak fadil still wear a home clothes suit.

Fadil shook his head. He came up to me with a tray of rice and milk for pregnant women. For definitely.

" Will go to the orphanage. Oma is the main donor of the home. But I'm back in the Netherlands. I'm the nerusin" explained kak fadil.

" Can I come?" I asked expectantly

Sis fadil nodded "all of us take Fiona first to school"

My smile broadens to hear the words of my brother fadil.

" Last night why didn't you go home?" Much

Fadil's brother stopped his hand that wanted to spoon the rice into my mouth "A lot of work to be done"

I'm a mangosteen to hear the explanation kak fadil. Actually logic refuses to accept the explanation kak fadil. But the heart always tries to believe.

" Mother's house is again a development process. Maybe the next 1 month will be stretched" said kak fadil broke the silence that occurred for a moment between the two of us.

My eyes immediately sparkled. It feels very happy that the land that was empty due to a fire a few months ago will finally have a building again.

I did not ask for a magnificent building that is just like a fadil quite like a house that I originally had no problem. I'm quite happy.

" Thank you mas" I said while hugging fadil. Fadil sister hugged me back very tightly plus showered me a lot of kisses in my hair.

" I love you re" lirih kak fadil slowly. But it was very clear in my ears.

" Why tumben?" Ask wonder. Sis fadil is the type of person who is lazy to reveal that feeling.

My nose is pulled forward with his right hand "Why. You can't say love to your own wife, huh?"

" Iss, sick tau mas."

" I like that you say love. I can do it every day" I said bargain

" Continue eating, soon again must be your fayyadh nyariin because of thirst" said kak fadil

I'm a mangosteen. Because I am the weak phase of gini, fayyadh more time spent with his omanya or mbak mirna. Same I most if he again ngerenguek want nyusu. But if I sleep the same. Where can I sleep if I have not been ndusel ndusel like my handsome son.

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Our arrival at the orphanage was warmly welcomed by the orphanage's children and the caregiver's mother in this orphanage. It feels like this heart hurts to see the sincere smile of a child who is still small but has been given the trials of staying without parents. There was no gurgle of sadness on their faces, playing, learning with pleasure that was seen in the child.

" Thank you for the fadil has already taken the time to attend" the soft greeting of the middle-aged woman in the dark brown hijab, mother Aisyah whose name I knew after she had introduced herself.

" why come now?" Ask Mother Aisyah to me as we walk around the parlour. While fadil brother with fayyadh and fiona who daritadi ngekorin his father again spoke with the father of the home who wanted to discuss the construction of this home. He said he wanted to increase the number of rooms.

" Fadil never stepped on, mother" I answered honestly.

Mother Aisyah smiled as she nodded "Other contents, son?" Ask the mother a little doubt presumably from the way her speech is a little hanging

" yes mother. I want 3 months"

" May you both be healthy"

Oeeekkk.

Our steps stopped in one of the rooms because we heard the sound of baby crying. I followed the steps of Mother Aisyah entering the room. A tiny baby was crying sobbing with tears rushing down.

Aisyah berusha mother calmed the baby, but the baby was still crying loudly. Whether instinct or whether I want to hold the baby.

" Mother. The fat Renata can?"

Mother Aisyah nodded and gave the little baby to me "Cup.cup..why dear.haus yes son?" I asked while cradling his nose slowly. Coincidentally, the baby was hypnotized by me. He immediately shut up and looked at me.

" How many months is this bundle?" I asked mother aisyah.

" According to the letter found with the baby. She is only 2 months old" explained mother aisyah.

" Fazas. Name's faza. The little baby girl we met in the yard 1 month ago"

I don't know why, I think my love just popped up while holding this baby "Satian you love so much"

" Mother, renata milkin faza huh?" My bargain.

" Please son. If you don't mind"

I gladly took the position to breastfeed the faza in the chair that was in this room. Very slow, maybe this baby is really thirsty.

" Loh re.." the gaze asked fadil kak clearly visible when he who was holding fayyadh entered approached with fiona who was still wearing her school uniform.

" Nda.ndaa" fayyadh whine. Maybe jealous to see what has been so patent must be shared with others.

" For ya bang. Sama dede the baby" I said while chuckling because of the annoyed face of fayyadh.

" Take home yes mas" said I arrived who made fadil feet agape in wonder.

" what do you want to bring home?"

" This" I replied as I glanced at the faza that was still nyusu's henchman.

" Re, fayyadh is a kid. You are also pregnant. Think again"

I stared at this beautiful baby with sadness

" don't know why, I feel like he's our baby who's gone"

" Are you sure you want to take care of him?"

I nodded without hesitation "make sure mas"

Sis fadil took a long breath "yaudah, we take care of the adoption letter yes"

My eyes sparkled hearing the words of the fadil

" thank you, man"

" Go home with mommy, son" I took the 2-month-old baby. Funny thing is that he smiles.

" bund. Whose baby's grandpa?" Ask Fiona who may have been surprised because the mother was carrying a baby.

" Second brother dong son"

Fiona suddenly glum after hearing my words "sister does not want, bund" refused fiona

" Why brother?. It's funny"

" Sister doesn't like it" ketus fiona and went to follow her father who again takes care of adoption letter faza.

My heart is sure to adopt Faza. If for fiona I'll convince her slowly for nerima faza. Most importantly permission from fadil.

"Mother darling faza"