Aksara For Arsyilla
Missing Mom and Dad
After the stomach feels full and longing with Fried Rice made by Papa Radit has been treated, it feels Arsyilla becomes homesick with her parents. While drinking a cold Strawberry Yogurt made by her husband, Arsyilla also asked permission to Aksara to call Mama and Papa.
“Kak, I want to phone Mama for a minute can?” arsyilla asked her husband this time.
“Surely can dong, Honey. After all, your husband also does not forbid you,” said Aksara.
In fact, the Aksara never curbed or forbade Arsyilla. She is not a possessive husband. After all, if it's just calling, Aksara doesn't mind.
Arsyilla nodded her head, and then picked up the phone. Soon she searched Mama Khaira's contact name and pressed the phone icon quickly.
Mama Khaira
Rang
“Halo Mama,” say hello to Arsyilla as soon as the mobile call with his Mama was connected.
“Ya, hello Syilla. How are you healthy?” sahut Mama Khaira so listen to the voice of her daughter through the phone line.
“Alhamdulillah, healthy, Ma .. Mama and Papa are also healthy right?” ask Arsyilla this time.
“Alhamdulillah .. Mama and Papa are also healthy. Why Syilla?” mama Khaira's response at this time.
There was a ticklish sound from Arsyilla's mouth on the phone call. “No Ma ... it's just that Syilla misses Mama and Papa,” I got this time.
The feeling of longing for Mama and her Papa is indeed pure kangen, or indeed the pregnancy hormone that makes Arsyilla feel so longed for Mama and Papa. This time too, Arsyilla admitted that she was so confused with Mama and Papa.
“Do you need Papa and Mama to your apartment?” mama Khaira replied at this time.
Arsyilla quickly nodded her head enthusiastically, “Bby, may Ma .. Syilla and Kak Aksara do not mind if Mama and Papa want to play here,” replied Arsyilla.
“Ya already .. later in the afternoon Papa and Mama will play to your place well. What do you want to mama? Let now Mama cook it first and later Mama take it there,” Mama Khaira reply.
Listening to her mother's words, of course, made Arsyilla so happy. When else could he taste his mother's delicious cuisine. After all, maybe he was cravings and wanted to eat the dishes that he used to eat while at the house of his mother and father before getting married first.
“Pepes Ikan Mas dong Ma .. kok kayaknya Syilla really want ya Ma,” replied Arsyilla honestly.
Listening to the request from her daughter, Mama Khaira was giggling. “Ya already, later Mama masakin. If you know Mama's granddaughter who wants to stay,” Mama Khaira reply.
“Yes! Thanks Ma ... thanks for asking Syilla,” replied Arsyilla this time.
After a while Arsyilla called her Mama, then Arsyilla put her phone back on the table. The woman seemed to be smiling brightly. Presumably going to visit her parents makes Arsyilla so happy.
“So, Mama and Papa are coming here?” ask Aksara.
Seemed Aksara stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his wife's head, “Of course you can dong, Honey. Yes, you have, now you take a break. One or two hours to rest first, after waking up to take a shower first. Later let soon when Mama and Papa come,” Aksara advice to his wife.
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Afternoon ….
By 16:00, Arsyilla was awake and had taken a shower. Young pregnant women look fresher this time. Arsyilla can't wait to see her Mom and Dad. Fortunately, not a long time ago the bell rang on the door of their apartment unit.
“Mama .. Papa,” greet Arsyilla with glee as she opens the door and sees the face of her parents.
Like a small child, Arsyilla also thrived to hug Mama and Papa alternately. I really miss Mama Khaira and Papa Radit.
“It's good that this Mama and Papa's daughter?” mama Khaira asked softly.
“Sehat Ma ... just suddenly Syilla misses the same Mom and Papa,” reply.
The character who just finished bathing came out of his room and greeted his father-in-law. “Welcome Mama and Papa,” say hello while kissing the hands of Mama and Papa-in-law.
“How to make his fried rice successful?” papa Radit asked his son-in-law.
Seen Aksara chuckles while scratching his head which is actually not itchy, “Successful Pa... he said the taste is similar to Nasi Goreng made by Papa,” replied Aksara.
Papa Radit laughed and patted her daughter-in-law on the shoulder, “Rupanya Arsyilla is pregnant like her Mama used to be. Mama was pregnant when Khaira wanted to make Nasi Goreng with Papa. Fortunately Papa loves, so Mama asks for anything Papa definitely make,” Papa Radit reply this time.
“Really Pa? Mama when pregnant Syilla likes Fried Rice made by Papa well, besides Mama cravings let alone Pa?” ask Aksara this time to her Papa.
“Ngidamnya Mama you not much kok, Aksara .. only Fried Rice, buy Kerak Telor to the Old City riding a motorcycle, continue also like Nempelin Papa, just,” story Papa Radit this time to Aksara.
As if, Papa Radit was nostalgic with memories of the past. Sweet memories of his pregnant wife Arsyilla decades ago. Of course all those memories are still remembered Papa Radit. Because, all the days that Papa Radit lived with Mama Khaira was always special, so many memories were stored in the brain and heart of Papa Radit.
“Wah, Pa .. kok same anyway. Syilla also wants Nasi Goreng and likes Nempelin Aksara. Smell perfume on the body Aksara. Usually the wife will feel nauseous kissing her husband's perfume, there are even pregnant women who ask her husband to change perfume. However, Arsyilla is the opposite. He likes Nempelin Aksara,” Aksara story this time to his Papa.
The family laughter broke out. Papa Radit laughed and glanced at his daughter. Slowly, Papa Radit grabbed his daughter by the shoulder.
“Oh, so this son of Papa cravings to follow Mama well ... Whatever it is, Papa always pray in his bow Papa may you be healthy and happy. The fetus in your womb also grows healthy, complete, and perfect. Mama and Papa can't wait to be called Eyang,” Papa Radit replied.
Arsyilla slowly smiled. The pregnant woman who was so close to her Papa was slowly leaning her head against her Papa's shoulder. “Thank you so much for your prayers, Pa. Syilla believes in the prostration of Mama and Papa, there is a name Syilla mentioned Mama and Papa. Syilla dear Papa,” reply Arsyilla this time.
It is true that all fathers are the first love of their daughters. Just like Arsyilla loved her father. Listening to the stories and expressions of affection from her Papa made Arsyilla so happy. Yes, Arsyilla is very grateful to have Mama Khaira and Papa Radit as her parents. Just as his gratitude has the Aksara as his life companion.