Wedding Story's

Sixty Eight (Life Path)

Secret lives. No one knows it. We as human beings can only try and pray to be happy. Living life even though it is not as expected. We can not set what kind of storyline life, we also can not choose a happy ending or even better. The point is to live and be grateful. Because happiness is in accordance with our gratitude.

Not felt, it had been a month after the adoption of faza from the orphanage, many conflicts at the beginning, from the start of the fiona objected, to the mother who slightly objected considering I was two-bodied. But, after I managed to convince her, mama finally slowly received the faza, thanks to the support of my husband as well.

Nothing is different between them. They are the same as my son. Likewise with kak fadil, which will not distinguish his affection between fiona, fayyadh and faza. And that, that makes me happy now.

If asked, yes definitely. How the hell ngurusin 3 children who are still small all. Fiona though already sd, but all must be to the bundaanya. Though sometimes mbak mirna want to help, mbak mirna cs nya fiona was yes, but because maybe afraid of lack of affection, so all I just. But I'm happy, because I feel needed by children.

Like this morning, I had to face the fiona that was again spoiled fashion on. Thank you if the child is sick. He wants to be seen mulu. Sleep should be in the cologne first, eating should be bribed. Must be extra patient.

" Sister, you stay tight, son. Wanna see the adek first yeah, baby"

Fiona shook her head weakly. Daritadi my hand held tightly do not want to be removed. Though his eyes closed. I was so scared that I left.

" When you come here again, brother. Kasian oma who guards dedek faza. Ma'am mirna too, surely diusilin fayyadh continues this"

Fayyadh is now active. Ngusilin hobbies people. Mentang already able to walk while holding the wall, already feel the most good at him. The descendants of kak fadil kalo pd tungkat dewa gitu. I wasn't. Hidhi.

" Fayyadh likes to bother bund. Later sister's hair in the pull of the same adek" protest fiona that made me chuckle. Funny if you remember how fayyadh ngusilin her brother who is playing, if he is not invited to address deh has to disturb mulu, until his sister's hair. If fiona has just stopped crying, if it has not been crying yet afdol like it.

The various reasons I made no one received fiona. I finally waited for him to really sleep first. After feeling fiona will not be disturbed, then I came out.

Wrapped in a negligee and a fairly bloated stomach, I walked out of the fiona room, looking for the whereabouts of my handsome son and my beautiful son.

The room was quiet, and there was nothing in the kitchen. Where are the children taken by mama and mbak mirna. Because there's no one I've found. I put my foot in the room. Want to see my handsome husband is awake yet. Since the holidays are satisfied to get up during the day.

But arriving at the room, I stared at my brother fadil who was busy getting into the clothes in the suitcase. At the end of this fadil brother always aja out of town goods 2 to 3 days. Even the last 1 month almost every week must go.

" Out of town again?"

Brother Fadil looks at me softly "I'm sorry I re. But this is a job demand"

" Tomorrow nengokin baby boy I'm alone again dong?" Overshipped. Remember the fadil feet that are always busy when the schedule of baby squirming.

Kak fadil stopped his clothes. He squatted to align himself to be in line with me who was again sitting on the edge of the mattress "Baby. Sorry father again yes son. But next time I will definitely watch your development" said fadil sis slowly while rubbing my stomach slightly bulged.

I gently swiped the fadil brother's hand that was still in my stomach wrapped in red batik negligee "How many days, father?"

" after tomorrow, dear"

I'm nodding. Want to be banned is also impossible, whose name is the responsibility of the brother fadil. He also works for me and his children.

" Oh yes, mas. Which kids are you?" I asked the fadil brother, when I remembered I did not see the existence of the child below.

" Jalan jalan sama oma and mbak mirna. He said he wanted to go around the complex anyway"

I'm swooping. The deserted house slump turned out again on the go.

" Why?, does anyone want to talk?" I asked my fadil brother who daritadi look at me not blinking.

" Don't stay with me for whatever reason"

I chuckle at the words that I have heard lately when it comes to leisure time like gini from the mouth of a fadil. Wonder where I am going.

" that's the mulu you said. God willing, I will stay with you until one of us is called God. Whether you or I were the first to be called"

I tangkup face fadil brother who is still dumb looking at me sad "Udah dong mas, mending now make me fried rice huh. The baby boy who asked" I asked with a glittering face. Let it be treated that way.

" What's the story?" Ask fadil while smiling

" Want this baby boy" I said as I rubbed my stomach.

" Yaudah. Special fried rice made by the father immediately landed for the baby" said kak fadil spirit.

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" Where's bang?" I asked the fayyadh who had stood up while holding my thighs so as not to fall.

Fayyadh is used to calling himself a brother. His father has been doing business since Faza.

" ain.ama oma" said fayyadh. My handsome son who has been 10 months can already say yes even though it is still slurred.

I chuckle, I lift my lap fayyadh while showering him a lot of kisses, usually he will be uncomfortable if I have kissed it "Want rice goren bang?" I asked fayyadh. Fayyadh does not want to. Don't know why. But he refused if I wanted to give it to him. Now drink formula milk.

Fayyadh. I feed a spoonful of fried rice made by fadil's brother to the mouth of the fayyadh, which is certainly greeted with great enthusiasm.

Long time holding me fayyadh, I feel a bit. Fayyadh nyender. I coded fadil kak to move fayyadh to the next chair, if I told him to move would not want to.

" Bang, move here yuk. Kasian bundanya "letah kak fadil. Fayyadh did not rebel when it was moved. Because he still enjoys the rice in his mouth.

" Ma, the faza just let it be the same rere" I asked my mother. Faza certainly also thirsty, from this morning there was no nyusu.

" Ishhh is very nervous mother's son. It's beautiful, son. In bathin oma huh?"

" Thank you, Mom" I said

Mom smiled. After handing the faza to me, mama sat next to the fayyadh who ate her straws. New fried rice 2 mouthfuls enter the stomach, finally the same fayyadh all. Though not yet full mother son.

" Great girang was faza in the morning walk re" said the mama who again clean the mouth of fayyadh.

" Waahh. seneng yes son. Invited oma road yes" I said interrupted between breastfeeding faza.

Our late chat at the dinner table stopped because of fiona's whining from the room. Must have been me

" She, bring the brother here, must be my search" I said to the fadil brother who had walked towards the fiona room.

" Still haven't gotten off the heat re?" Ask mom about fiona.

" It's ma. There is only that remaining effect" I said in response to my mother's words.

Fiona came with her face tangled. I'm still asking for a sling.

" why sister was left behind" protested fiona with her sad face.

" Tatak.ayah oru itu" Fayyadh already excited to get down from the dining chair, because squirm fiona carried fadil. Dad with you is bang, not your dad doang.

" No. Father of this brother" protest fiona did not want to lose.

" Dadahu atuuu.." Say a loud fayyadh while mukulin dishes using a spoon that he holds.

" No. This is my brother's father"

" Father's father"

" Sister's father is equally adept, son"

" not "

" sir"

Answer fiona and fayyadh simultaneously.

I massaged the base of my nose. My head suddenly dizzy at this commotion

" Mas.. dizziness me" I said slowly to kak fadil.

"There's 1 more coming soon, baby" said fadil chuckling.

I can't say anything else. The two sisters always quarrel over anything. Everyone does not want to lose. Must be extra patient.