Wedding Story's

Sixty-Nine ( By By )

Moreover, the happiness of parents other than seeing their children always smile cheerfully. Anything will be done for the happiness of the child, even if it mortgages self-happiness.

In the past, I was also once positioned to be the happiest child in the world. My father and mother have always given more than enough affection in poor financial conditions. What other children have, the father must have tried to make me also have like other children. I used to think that my parents shouldn't have to do anything beyond their means just to make me happy. It turns out that making children happy is their way to make themselves happy, even though it is difficult. And I'm now in that phase, trying to give my child the best.

The return of my brother fadil half an hour ago from outside the city was welcomed by children. Ntah misses his father or just waiting for a parcel by him. Anyway the three of them, fiona fayyadh, and faza of course who was in my arms again coolly waiting for my fadil brother to come out of the bathroom, to clean themselves.

" Ayahhhh" Heboh fayyadh as he staggered towards the fadil's brother

And, hap. Foot level fadil kak who still make towels already in the tangkup fayyadh. Not very patient, son.

" What a handsome. Missed dad, right?"

Sis fadil grabbed the fayyadh from below to be carried to his carriage and flew the fayyadh upwards which instantly made the fayyadh girang, but it also managed to make me hang. I have often denied the father, if something happens that is not desirable how. But still in lakanin. Emang stone.

" Dad.. By which brother?" Ask Fiona who has started waiting for her father. Why not patience anyway.

" Not by making a brother" said kak fadil while walking to his daughter who slammed on our king size mattress.

Ngusilin again for sure. I obviously saw a lot of carry about a paper bag. Especially if it is not by the children. But yes as usual, no fadil name if not for his son kelp first.

" Huggle first new father loved by by by." Says brother fadil jail. Now he's sitting next to me on the edge of the bed, again menggegodain fiona that has been slightly sprained.

" ihh don't want a sister" rejected fiona firmly.

"No hugging is not there by" threatened fadil brother who managed to make fiona sit up in spirit.

" Have a hug, huh, yeah?" Fiona talks to her father.

" If so asked by him the same mother"

My eyes were wide open to hear the words of my brother Fadil. Could talk that way. I'm at home with my pride negligence. It is even designed by.

" Well, ah. It's 9 o'clock. It's time for the kids to sleep. Love by him if you have brought it" I finally opened my voice.

After getting what she wanted, Fiona left our room with a paper bag containing her favorite dora emon doll, but before coming out, she had a brief kiss from fiona, thanks said.

Faza is asleep. My youngest daughter can also be by dong from her father, the same doll kayak kak fiona. Even though it has not understood that 3-month-old babies are loved by it.

If the handsome also sat next to the faza. With a new robot gift from his father. So, since there was a faza, we slept four, can not mepet to meuh fadil. Hehe.

Sis fadil already ngusulin make fayyadh sleep alone, but I do not want. What if he falls out of bed. Fayyadh is extremely active. I will later be 2 years old.

Just arrived home, now brother fadil is still busy in front of the laptop. A lot of work, until midnight gini can not be postponed tomorrow. Rest that loh. His wife also wants to be observed so, mumpung children already sleeping. It should be time for the mother.

" Dad.."

Sis fadil scour only with dehaman. Not at all to me. Overall right?.

" Nothing is forgetfulness?" I asked who made fadil's sister look at me with a wrinkled forehead. Confused maybe

" What?"

" You're not old enough. Time is forgetful anyway" I answered a little sprained.

" Really re. I don't understand"

I rolled my eyes lazily "by which baby's stomach?" I asked while pointing at my stomach.

Fadil chuckled. He put his laptop on the bench, and walked up to me straight in the bed.

" Want to ask by aja must use a baby. Gengsian you re" said fadil scoffing.

" Ihh what. Her brother's sister's all dapet. Time in the stomach is not lost. Your son is also this if you forget, mas"

Instead of answering, fadil instead opened the nightstand drawer located next to the bed. He handed me a red heart box. I'm a little confused. This means what.

I doubtfully opened it. My eyes sparkled in amazement at the contents of it was a jewel necklace, very beautiful.

" Keep the baby later if it's born. Now make the bunda first" said kak fadil. He took the necklace that was in my hand" here let me use it" fadil nag kak that I immediately nodded.

" Thank you, man"

" Anything for you, re" replied brother Fadil.

I hugged my fadil tight. It feels missed even though only 2 days left but it feels like a month. That time was long turning.

****

My sleep was disturbed by the heartburn I felt in my stomach. Kulirik mattress next door was fadil's brother was sleeping. I was saying sleep luan because I was unable to sleep if I had to wait for fadil to finish his work. At what time my husband was asleep, but clearly Murat tired face clearly plastered on his face.

Long time I rubbed my stomach that has not been flat anymore to reduce heartburn, although there is no lack at all. My antennae turned to the nightstand on which there was a vibrating fadil foot. Screen's bright. Who sent a message to my husband this early in the morning.

Out of curiosity, I took the phone from the top of the nightstand, and saw 1 message from the green application

mas... What time was it at home?

My forehead wrinkled. Who would send a message like this to my brother. But after I noticed it again, it turned out to be an unknown number. I breathe a sigh of relief, maybe it's a prankster or a misconnected person. I can't be suudzon with my husband.

My sleepiness seemed to disappear because it held the heartburn in my stomach. My back also feels like a lot of pain. Wanna wake up brother fadil but pity. But I'm not comfortable if I have to keep gini.

" Mad." I don't want to be forced to wake up his father's son.

Fadil's eyes opened a little. It's so sleepy for sure she is

" My back hurts a lot" I said

Sis fadil forced herself to get up and look at me with pity "Sick?" Ask sis fadil with a typical sound of waking up.

I'm taking care to agree.

Brother Fadil walked over towards me "Want in the grease?" Tawar kak fadil

I nodded again. I hope the pain will decrease.

Sis fadil painstakingly rubbed my back with oil while massaging it slowly every now and then.

" Tomorrow don't have to carry faza anymore"

" Yes, I can't" I refused.

"Let's not gini re back pain"

" It's not because of gendongin faza. Fayyadh pregnant used to also often have gini pain" I explained.

" Why don't I know?" Ask brother fadil

" Yeshe. You didn't care about me" I replied

" I'm sorry "one word from a fadil brother that made me regret what I said just now.

" No papa mas. Now yes now. So let it be a lesson for evaluation material in the future, let us not admit the same thing for the umpteenth time."

" Thank you re" said kak fadil

I smiled while nodding.

There is no point in remembering the mistakes of others too deep, because it will result in a grudge. Let it be a lesson to live in the future. Welcome the happiness that awaits you at the corner of the crossroads.