Author And The Baby
Farrel's Birthday

"Oh, you're healthy?" greet Mama to Marina's mother.

"Oh, mom. Has it come first, huh? Thank goodness you are healthy." They hugged.

Alan walked with one stick in the armpit.

"Oh, Alan. How's it?" abigail asked to watch Alan's feet.

"Again learn to use a stick, Bang," said the man. He walked slowly.

"Necessary help?"

"No, Bang. Can."

Abigail smiled at the persistence of the man learning to walk. Alan has been serious about his life since the accident. The man then invited his sister-in-law to enter the living room.

"Mommy!" yelled Farrel who joined his babysitter down the stairs. He saw his grandmother and grandfather below. He was anxious to get down so fast that he ran down the stairs.

Seeing that, babysitter Isy immediately carried him. "Eh, careful, Deck." Then drop it off when you get to the 1st floor.

The boy ran towards Abigail's parents. "Well! My oma!"

Each of them hugged the little boy and rubbed his head.

Then the boy came to Marina's mother and also saw Alan. "Grandma!"

Mother rubbed the forehead of the grandson and smeared his chubby cheeks.

The boy glanced at Alan who called out to him through the hand. "What?" He came to the man.

"This dong. Om not hugged." Alan held the boy and sat him on his lap.

Farrel was very interested in the man's wand. "It's a stick."

Marina and Abigail, who often visited Alan at the hospital even at home, after starting to walk, often brought Farrel along so that the boy knew the stick next to him.

"Yes, stick." The man rubbed the head of the boy whose hair was slightly brownish with pleasure.

Farrel wanted to touch it, but Alan kept the stick away.

"Don't ya?"

"Maouu." The boy scrunched his mouth.

"Eh, don't be naughty." Marina came and carried him. He didn't want the boy to play the stick as he already did. "Come on, now eat some cake. It's on the table."

Abigail took a cupcake but Farrel was more interested in her big birthday cake with animal decorations.

"That's what?"

"Oh, you want to eat her birthday cake? Okay, blow out the candles first, okay?" said Abigail who was looking for a fire-wicker to light a candle.

"This" Marina said.

The candles are lit and the others gather around the table except Alan. While singing the song 'happy birthday', they applauded.

"Come, now blow out the candle" Marina told Farrel.

"Blow, Mi?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Farrel blew out the candle with the help of his parents and the candle was extinguished. Everyone applauded.

The sound of the car from outside.

"Oh, maybe it's Mr. Ridho. Let Papa alone" said Papa Abigail who picked up her guest to the door. "Ah, good luck on time. Come on, come on in."

"Oh, I'm not good."

Abigail was welcoming behind her father. "Oh, Mr. Ridho. Please, please." He brought her in.

"Sorry, visit at an inappropriate time" said Ridho.

"Oh, it's okay."

"So I brought a gift."

"Jeez, Mr. Ridho." The bule man was surprised.

The back door of the man's car opened and the man's driver picked up something in the back trunk. From the side came a beautiful girl who looked timidly down from the car.

"Oh, Sir. Her kid?" abigail said as she looked at the girl. He remembers meeting at his wedding.

"Oh, yes. I invited him along because he just happened to be going nowhere."

"Oh, yes. Please, please, please."

Marina had already started cutting the cake while Abigail was curious about the gift for the large Farrel.

"What's this?" The man touched it.

"Oh, this is the shape of a car even though it is in a bicycle" Ridho explained.

"Hopefully." Ridho laughing.

The girl glanced at Alan while accompanying her father. Their eyes accidentally met but Alan did not dare to continue and look the other way.

The gift was finally opened. Farrel did not play happy when trying the tricycle for the first time. He rode the bike around followed by babysitter Isy.

People started to gather. Abigail had a conversation with Papa and Ridho. Mom and I also invited Marina to chat.

"What about the newlyweds? Any sign yet?" mama asked Marina who was answered with a smile.

"Don't know this, want to rush to have children no, mumpung still young," said the mother from the side with a smile.

"You dong, Mom. Just haven't been given yet" Marina said in doubt.

Mama patted Marina on the shoulder. "Origin, do not delay. Honey's the time, even if you're both busy."

"No, Ma."

"Oh, yes. Which other grandmother?"

"Oh, he went with his son to Malaysia. Later that night the plan can only go home," continued Marina.

"Oh, so."

The girl and Alan sat a little far apart. They both enjoyed the birthday cake in silence.

Abigail saw both. "Eh, father, what's his name?" abigail asked Ridho.

"Oh, Santika."

"Lecture at Bina Bangsa, right?"

"Oh, that's right. It's close to here."

"Oh, my sister-in-law wants to go to college there too. Maybe you can help each other." Abigail stood up.

"Yes?" Ridho followed the man to Alan and Santika.

"Alan, it's Santika." The bule man introduced. Alan just nodded his head.

Ridho took his son up and approached. Santika held out her hand and they shook hands with each other.

"Tika, this is Mr. Abigail's sister-in-law. He wants to go to college in Bina Bangsa."

"Oh, I see," said the girl slowly.

"Actually he's been in college but broke up halfway. Do not know, whether it will still take the same field or how," explained Abigail. "Please, I'll see you on campus. Please help, will you?"

"Oh, yes sir." The girl nodded.

After a long chat with Papa Abigail, Ridho said goodbye. Santika had a chat with Alan but not much because the man was like closing himself up. The man was ashamed because he was disabled.

"So that's it, sir. In the future we see on the field," said Ridho as he stepped out.

"Yes, that idea is good too" Papa said.

Ridho looked at Alan. "Yes, get well soon, huh? Let's go to college fast."

"Thank you, sir." Alan nodded.

Papa Abigail takes Ridho and his son to the door.

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Marina rubbed her stomach.

"Mommy why, Mi?" asked Farrell who was sitting next to him.

"Don't know, Mami's nausea from this morning."

"Mi, fill up Dedek times, Mi."

The driver in front was holding back a laugh.

Marina frowned while glancing at Farrel with her innocent face. "You, every mami mules or stomach ache would say there's a Dedek in it. Mami tuh the most, colds or bloating, her stomach," explained Marina.

"But Dahlan's mother, she mules, has Dedek inside. Mama Chiala too, sick pelut telus kelual Dedek, Mi." Farrell convinced his mother.

"Yes, but they're not doctors. The doctor told me they were pregnant or not."

"Well, we're going to the doctel house, Mi?" bring Farrel.

Back the driver in front of them held back a laugh, but a snort of his laughter was heard by Marina. "Sorry, Madam," he said.

Dizzied with the brat's carelessness, Marina tried to examine it herself. "Well, we'll go to the nearest pharmacy, sir."

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