
“Where is David, Neni? Why is he still invisible? Is he still not human?” ask Bella after breastfeeding her baby.
“Okay, Neni doesn't know either. Maybe your lousy husband is still unconscious until now
“Besan, please take care of your talk, just as you say my grandson is bad,” said Grandma David who was busy playing with her great-granddaughter who was being carried by Diana.
“Sorry, Besan. I'm just worried about your granddaughter's behavior. He may have fainted when his wife gave birth. What if Ar and Dilla were not with them?”
“I understand, but it could have happened because David was too tired after pushing the meatball cart,”
“Eh, just pushed the tub cart..,” Neni's greeting was cut off as the little baby Diana was carrying cried.
“Tuh look, what have you two done? You two have made him cry,” said Han who had felt bad about his mother and grandmother's feud.
“Oh, my grandson, sorry yes, Neni will not repeat it again,” said Neni who immediately took the baby from Diana's sling.
“I also want to hold my great-grandson,”
“Iya, but later after I'm satisfied carrying it,”
“Mana can be so,”
“Starting again,” muttered Han while patting his eel, while Diana and Bella only smiled at the behavior of two elderly women who now more like small children fighting over toys.
“Hey, what are you two doing?” david's voice that had just entered caught the attention of everyone in the room.
“Yes God, this is my junior David right?” asked David who immediately took the baby from Neni's hand.
“Finally you're familiar with David too, then I'll go there and take some rotten jengkol to wake you up,”
“Heh, Neni could have. Actually I've been waking up from just that..” David did not so continue the story.
Stupid, why am I so lost? I could be their laughingstock if they knew about the incident (inner David).
“What's all?”
“Only David misidentified his baby Neni,” continued Dilla who recently entered the room where Bella and the others were.
“What?”
“David thinks his son Az is his son, ha ha ha,” laughs Dilla got the approval from Bella and the others.
“After that..,”
“Dilla stop! If you don't want to die right now,” threatened David.
“Darling, why are you so stupid? How can you mistake his son Az for your son?”
“Entai,”
“Basically you suck,” said Neni.
“Truly suck,” this time Grandma David agreed.
“Already, you guys don't like that. Maybe David was too happy, so he could act recklessly like that,” Diana tried to defend her nephew.
“True. David, now give your son a name,” Han said.
“Alright, Uncle. Since this is my first son and Bella, I have prepared a special name for her,”
“Oh yes? Is that true, darling? Then what's his name,”
“The name of our son is Dala Putra Erlangga,”
“Dala? What means?” ask Diana.
“Dalla means David and Bella,”
“Aih, I guess what,” muttered Neni.
“It's okay, Neni, I like that name. Thank you, dear,” said Bella.
The happiness of the Erlangga family is now complete with the presence of David and Bella's first son, Dala Putra Erlangga.
***
In another room
Dara was still asleep in her sleep after giving birth to her first son and Az.
“Later God replaced our sorrow with happiness,” Bernardo said.
“True, this is one form of His affection for us,” Damar said.
Two weeks ago the Morris family just got. They grieve because Silvia, her sister Dara who is also the birth mother of Lucia, breathed her last. In fact, a few days before, Silvia's mental health began to improve.
Silvia could already be spoken to, no longer hysterical like before. His consciousness had fully recovered, he could already remember all the events and accept Lucia. But God loves him more. She calls Silvia while sleeping with Dara and Lucia. Of course, this made Dara and Lusia was shaken. However, in the end they were able to accept this fate.
“Look at this is your grandson, Father,” Az said as he carried the baby and carried her into Dara's room.
“Yes God, so handsome. Sorry, Opa only had time to see because Opa was busy in the operating room,” Damar told the baby.
Slowly Dara began to open her eyes.
“Honey, you're awake,” Az said when he saw Dara wake up and sit himself in a hospital bed.
“Iya,”
“Do you need anything?”
“No, I just want to hold our baby,”
“Alright, this,” Az gave the baby to Dara.
“How beautiful is Mommy's child,” he said while kissing the baby.
“Iya, I've got it,”
“What's the name?”
“The name of our son is Aldian Azra Effendi. Aldian comes from the word ‘dian’ which means light and Azra which is a combination of our names Azril and Dara,” explained Az.
“Good name,”
“My son now your name is Aldian Azra Effendi and Mommy will call you Al, do you like?” ask Dara to the baby.
Hearing Dara's mother's question, the baby just glared no matter what. He ignored Mommy's question.
“Yeah, honey, this baby of yours turned out to be just as cold as you,” complained Dara who made Damar and Bernardo smile. While Az can only scratch his head that does not itch.
***
Eight years later
“Marsella!!”
A little girl with wavy black hair ran away from her mother.
“Yeah God, till when do you want to keep running? Here use the powder,” shouted the Mother who is none other than Bella.
“No, Bun. Cella does not want to wear powder with Mother. Later Cella's face, can be like a clown,” he replied as he swung his lips to make anyone who saw him become anxious.
“Had it been a pity, my daughter wants to use powder or not she remains beautiful really like her mother,” said David who just came down.
“But today is her brother's birthday. She should look prettier than usual,”
“Then let his Omanya do it,”
“Omanya is busy with little Uncle. They're decorating a party for Dala,”
“Hah, the smarter my sister is. Then let me do it,” bargain David.
“Nih,” Bella gave the powder to David and David painstakingly dressed the powder for her daughter.
“Basic son Dad,” grumbled Bella.
“Uwek,” Marsella stuck her tongue out at Bella which made Bella reply.
The two made David smile. It feels good to be surrounded by the beautiful women he loves.
***
The party begins, all the relatives are present at the birthday party held for Dala. No exception Az who was present with his wife Dara and his son Al.
“Al, don't you want Mommy to have this kind of party for you too?”
“No,”
“Why?”
“Boring,”
Oh my goodness, this kid. Why can one print with his father anyway? Though I would love to celebrate his birthday once only. (inner Dara)
“Hai, Kak Al, we met Kak Dalla first yuk,” invite a little girl with black hair shoulder-length decorated with beautiful pink bando.
"No, Marsya. You aja,”
“Come, Dong Kak Al. There is also Kak Jo, Cella, Rika, and Riko,”
“Hah, let alone there they are,” replied Al lazily.
“Marsya, Al, here! Let's take a photo first! Rarely do we all get together,” invite Dilla.
“Iya, Bun,”
“Tuh, Brother Al, Mother calls. Come,” sahut Marsya pull forcibly Al.
All of Erlangga's family and close relatives are in a position to take pictures together. Adults from the Erlangga, William, Wijaya, and Effendi families were behind and their children were in the front row.
There is Marsella who looks beautiful in her red dress and has now stood between Dala and Aldian.
“Sister, let's smile! Or later Mommy will hit your ass,” whispered Sella to the ear of Dala who at that time put on a jutek face.
Cih, Mommy is really smart to have me line up near this kriwil (inner Dala who started smiling after getting a threat from her sister)
“Come, smile!” now Sella pulls Al's left and right lips.
“Diam,” threaten Al.
“Come on, smile my little fiance dong,” persuade Sella to pretend to be coquettish.
Who would want to be your fiancee. Dream (inner Al)
Checkered
Large family photos of the great people have been completed and fill the place of various news rubrics that exist throughout the city in the State of S.
***
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