
The image carried her daughter with a smile and teary eyes. Being able to hold and hug a baby born from her own womb is a miracle. At the age of 30, he finally had a beautiful daughter.
For five days Citra was unconscious after giving birth to her child. She was so happy to know her baby was born healthy and safe. The details of the tears had melted on her cheeks as a form of matchless gratitude.
Henry hugged his wife from behind. He was also happy that the two beautiful creatures could be embraced simultaneously. His life seemed complete to have a beautiful wife and child who was just as beautiful as his mother.
"When she was born her body was very tiny, it was red and looked frail. I didn't even dare to carry it. Our baby lives in a glass box with a heating lamp that accompanies him. Just like a newly hatched chick. Now, he's grown bigger and closer to the normal size of a baby in general."
"Ck! But you equate our child with a chicken" Citra protested. He was upset his son was said to be like a chicken.
"Who is equal? It's just a parable, honey." Hendry put a kiss on Citra's cheek. "What do we call this beautiful angel, honey? Do you have any ideas?" tanyakanya.
Hendry poked his daughter's red cheeks. The little baby was still asleep in the mother's arms.
"How about we name her Cheryl? I've been thinking about her since she was four months in my womb" Citra said.
Hendry thought for a moment about whether the name would be appropriate for his daughter. "Why should Cheryl? Is it because of her moon-bloody face? I'd rather we give him a name like the locals. For example, your name, Citra."
The image smiled hearing Hendry's words. "I don't know if he's gonna have a bule face like this. But, I think Cheryl's a name that suits her. Cheryl means a beloved daughter. I want him to be loved by everyone. I want him to live with love. In the name there is also a combination of the letters C and H, abbreviation of our names, Citra and Hendry. I hope he can always remember that we are parents who love him so much."
The words Citra made Hendry touched. Once again he put on a hug and kissed his wife and son. "Then, from today on, our baby will have the name Cheryl Princess Alexander."
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The door of the room opens. Hendry and Citra's attention turned to it. Two Caucasian-looking people, a pair of aged men and women, appeared from behind the door. The woman carrying a bouquet of red flowers developed a smile.
"Mommy, Daddy ...," said Hendry. He walked to welcome the presence of his parents who unexpectedly wanted to come there.
Stunned image. This was the first time he had met Hendry's parents in person. At first glance he had met in High School. They look classy even though they are old. She was a little nervous about meeting her in-laws. There was a fear if they came to scold him for having dared to accept Hendry's proposal.
The more they approached, the greater the image's fear. He bowed his tent while occasionally shaking his body so that his daughter remained sound asleep in his carrier.
"Citra ...," said the woman.
The image emboldened itself to raise its head and look at its mother-in-law. The woman's face looked friendly and full of smiles. However, he remained scared and awkward.
"Partner, forgive us for coming to see you," said the father-in-law in a dignified tone.
The image was truly astonished what he thought had not happened. He thought there was going to be a very dramatic meeting, and Hendry's parents would tell him to leave Hendry and the baby. Turns out, what Hendry once said was true. Hendry's parents look friendly and can accept him. He knew Hendry must have told a lot about himself to his parents.
"Why is our son-in-law silent, Honey?" ask Tom.
"The image must still be shocked by the arrival of Mommy and Daddy," said Hendry while embracing his wife's waist.
A picture of her daydream. He smiled and grew clumsy in front of the in-laws. "Thank you for coming here" he said awkwardly.
Hendry had Citra put Cheryl to sleep in the crate and invited her parents to sit on the sofa available in the VVIP treatment room.
"Once again we apologize for coming to visit. Actually, we thought Hendry was just joking when he reported that he wanted to get married again" Eve said.
"Earlier's the time Hendry said he'd have kids soon!" keep Tom.
"Yes, that's right. You should know, too, Citra. Hendry's first marriage was five years until he was divorced and he could not have children. That's why we didn't believe her when she said she wanted to have children." Eve was just in a daze remembering the events of a few months ago.
"If Hendry hadn't suddenly told us about his wedding, we would have had a wedding that you guys deserve. I heard Hendry only recorded your wedding. This kid really can't please a woman!" Tom put on an upset face as if angry because Hendry did not have a proper marriage.
"What matters is legitimate, Dad! The image doesn't mind either and I'm a responsible husband." Hendry tried to defend himself. He hugged his wife as if to show affection between the two.
"You should introduce her as your wife anyway, Hendry!" tom Pinta.
"You're having a wedding party and we're still here!" urge Eve to support her husband.
"What wedding party? Our baby's born, Mom!" Hendry did not get out of thought with the thoughts of his parents.
"Why indeed? Many also postpone the wedding party, even some are new to carry out after their children are more than one year old." Eve was clueless with her opinion.
"Em, I don't think that's necessary." The image spoke up after gathering the courage to interrupt. The three people who had been arguing were instantly silent as Citra spoke. "I have also been married before, celebrated with a magnificent feast. In the end I went through a divorce like Hendry did. So, I don't think the wedding is anything important. As long as you can keep each other committed, I'm sure the marriage will last."
"Look for yourself, right? The image does not want such parties. For limited circles, I will make a simple thanksgiving event for the birth of Cheryl as well as introducing Citra as my wife" said Hendry.