
Because it is still a long holiday, Fatan intends to invite Nila on vacation with their children. But until now he has not got a good holiday destination for three. When thinking about your baby, there are many things to consider. One of them, regarding the place, distance and also the transportation that will be used.
The problem of the place, maybe at least Fatan must rent a villa or a hotel room that is quite spacious and has supporting facilities.
It's about distance. The journey taken cannot be arbitrary. Especially in the area. If you can not!
More about transportation. Fatan had to think carefully about this one thing. Given the mood of a baby who is the same age as Ara, it is very easy to cry when uncomfortable. Especially if the vehicle used is very impressed to impose.
After thinking for a long time while occasionally sipping coffee made by his wife on the balcony of the room, Fatan gave up. The man finished his coffee and went back into the room.
"Why are you, Mas? How'd his face look like that?" tanya Nila who just put Ara into her bed and saw Fatan enter the room with the exact face of a frustrated person. The hair was disheveled, the face lethargic and more like a broken cassette, tangled once.
"What time?" Fatan asked back then immediately looked for a mirror to see himself. "Not really good. People are still handsome like this too, why say for?" He even protested.
Nila scooped up as she approached her husband. "What the hell is that? Something else you think, hm?" ask her gently with shady eyes.
"I am thinking ... Now is a long holiday, well the intention is I want to invite you and Ara to make a staycation. Yes I think it's like a fun holiday three, too" he replied with a serious face.
"Is that so, my mom?" Fatan nodded confidently. "Seru heh ... But I think Ara is still too small, Mas. Not to mention if the place is far away. Yes, if we don't try, we won't know. Hm, on the other hand there is still a lot to consider as well," explained Nila.
Honestly, she really wanted to enjoy the holidays. But her position now was different, making Nila think about many factors.
"I also think like that. Yes ... " Fatan scatters rough. "If so, are we on holiday near? Where are you going?" ask the man.
"I don't think right now, Mas if for a vacation. Even I want it to go to the salon every week for facial and body care. Moreover, I still like to stay up late to love milk to Ara, " explained Nila.
Fatan thought again for a moment. After that, he agreed on what his wife had said. "Well, if that's what you want, I'll do it. When do you go to the salon? Tomorrow then? The day after tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow is fine."
" Okay!"
The night was getting late, but the two eyes of the couple were still reluctant to be closed. They were watching a movie on the television screen in the room with Fatan hugging Nila.
"Mass?"
"Hm."
"Aren't you tired of your job and your role as a husband and a father?" ask Nila.
"Capek, being a wife and mother was my first experience. But even so, there are you, mother, mother and people who want to help me ... Make it tired it can disappear instantly," replied Nila honestly.
Fatan smiled and then kissed the top of Nila's head. "So from that I'm proud of you. Because I understand being in your position, the same as when you saw your mother when I was a child."
"It turns out you're melow too, Mom." Nila chuckles amusedly. "When the first time we met, you were a bitch. So arrogant, the pretentious most like to order, anyway pretentious pretentious!" he felt anxious when he remembered that time.
Fatan laughed softly, because if tight, Ara could wake up and cry. "Maybe it could be because from childhood I was the closest to mother. Even at preschool age, I consider my mother to be my world. That's why a little problem that I face, sometimes wonder why you know so."
"His name is also the feeling of a mother, Mas. Even if we were silent, he would know. Yes as long as it does not make him worry, everything will be faced calmly." Nila looked up, looking at her husband.
"True as well. If you remember when I was a kid, I didn't want Ara to experience me the way I did." Fatan returned Nila's astonished-looking gaze.
"Why is that?"
"I'm not too close to Dad. And I don't want that to happen with Ara. All I know the girl's first love is her father. So that later if it has entered adolescence and adulthood, he is not easy to beg for attention from other men. Because all the love and affection for him has been poured out completely from his father," explained Fatan.
Either Nila should be grateful like never mind. Honestly, he was so amazed and did not expect the figure of a man who now continues to hold him warm. The man made himself more intoxicated to tears.
Nila was unable to say a word. He could only hug tightly while immersing his face into the chest of the husband's field.
"I love you so much, Mas" said Nila as she looked back at her husband.
"I love you more, dear," replied Fatan.
A few moments later, the two returned to their original positions. The sleepiness came. They finally fell asleep, through the night as usual. Nila sometimes wakes up when she hears Ara waking up because she has to drink milk.
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Next morning. Fatan woke up first. He saw Nila still asleep in the blanket. Considering not so go on vacation, Fatan decided to run in the morning around the complex of the house.
After Fatan left, Nila felt strange as her hand unintentionally touched to the side, a place where Fatan could sleep. Flat and just feel the pillow and bolster. Nila also woke up.
"Mas Fatan is awake? But where is he?" His gaze then led to a wall clock mounted in the room. "Udah at half-seven turned out. He should have woken up. Duh, I'm still feeling sleepy huh? But want to see Ara first, who knows the diaper is full and must be replaced." Nila monologued and then slowly got out of bed.
Not forgetting before moving on, Nila drank a glass of water first and then approached her little daughter.
Once checked, it was true. The diaper used by Ara is full and must be replaced immediately. Nila immediately raised Ara carefully because her little daughter was still asleep, then moved to a special bed that is usually used to change clothes after bathing.