Don't Call My Name
S2 - Our Hearts
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Everyone was so happy to see the adorable cute little babies. They are Arka Ahza Pratama and Arsha Mauren. Both names have a beautiful meaning when interpreted.
Arka Ahza is a lucky solar. Pratama's last name was specifically given to Arka because she was the first child.
Arsha Mauren means happiness and love. Yes, the fruit of their love.
It is not difficult to distinguish between the two even though they are born twins. Because Arsha has longer and busier hair than Arka. Each has a weight of 2.2 and 2.3 kg. They are healthy, normal and nothing less.
“A very good driver, Za,” Sammy nyeletuk when his wife was holding the nephew, Arka. While Arsha with her mother who is learning to breastfeed.
“Aamiin,” says everyone simultaneously.
Mauza seemed to force a smile. “Thank you for your prayers, my brothers boodeeman.”
“Sama-sama, Za.”
Now baby Arka moved Alma's sling. The woman smiled and gave a code to her husband that she also wanted to follow soon.
There was nothing Umar said but to say aamiin.
“Don't pee it ontinya yes, Dek,” Alma told Baby Arka.
“Pipicin is not papa. If you can do a lot!” Umar responded without thinking further. He did not know that Alma's reply was more striking.
“Yes, not papa. Let my clothes get wet, it smells bad, but it's easier to wash than a car, kok.”
“Sial,” make it slow. However, Umar will not be able to win a fight with Alma who is clearly smarter than him.
“Quiet, my son wears diapers. So anti-leak,” Rayyan said.
At the same time, Ray saw his phone ring. There's a video call from Zunaira. He took the time to pick up the phone because he understood how Nai was worried about his wife and children.
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam, Deck. What's up?”
“What's Kak Zara doing, now? I'm waiting for news from earlier but no one wants to pick up my phone huhuhu. Sad.”
“Ipmu nanyain.” Rayyan pointed the camera at his wife.
“Nai?” greet Zara, “maaf has not been ngabarin further. We haven't had time.”
“No important papa Healthy brother.”
“Aalhamdulillah's. Yeah, that's how it is. Stay mengerasain nyeri.” Zara grimacing.
“God will be a reward for you, Brother.”
“Aamiin.”
“Rame is really there. Sorry I haven't come yet, brother. My head is still twitching when taken by the road.”
“No papa, we understand. Your circumstances are much more important.”
“I can't wait to see them.” Nai meant to ask the Twins. “Again on what?”
Rayyan now directs her camera towards her two children in turn. They're sleeping soundly.
“Masyaallah funny.what's his name?”
“Arka equals Arsha,” Rayyan replied.
Zunaira made enough calls when both of them were satisfied to speak.
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Four days later, Zara was allowed to go home by dr. Junitas.
There were no significant problems with Zara herself. Starting from ASI, aches or pains in other parts of the body. She was quite able to overcome that problem and become a calm mother. Many families support him in full. Even on the second day after the operation, Zara already looked agile walking.
“I know you are a great mother,” Rayyan praises her woman.
“Yes yes,” replied Zara is proud, “who was!”
“Each fertilized again means.”
“Nak by the way. What do you think pain is not? Wait two more years.”
“Two years of twin programs again so quickly finished.”
“Emang you ask what child?”
“If can be four.”
“Doain hope I can, able to conceive two more children.”
Arka and Arsha had prepared their own room although it is now still fused with their parents. The room that was once the fragrance of flower therapy, now turned into a special baby fragrance.
A number of guests came back and forth as Zara reported her delivery on social media. Not even a few who send gift packages to many, almost filled the living room.
Now both are holding each baby because they both cry simultaneously. Twins, so they connect with each other more often.
Arka with her mother, Arsha with her father. They compact trying to silence Arka and Arsha by swinging it.
“Why?” miranda asked directly inside as soon as she heard her grandson cry. “Rewel yes?”
“Most only need Nen, Mam. Not much indeed, but they ask often,” replied Zara.
“You must pump often, so as not to wara-wiri ngASI. So, later if you rest, Mami can use the bottle.”
They work together to take care of Arsha and Arka. Even Vita also deliberately came every day to help take care of her grandson when Miranda and her son were busy receiving guests. Or sometimes even stay overnight if the husband allows.
Elsewhere, there was a woman who was less than perfect. He was smiling staring at the photo post of the twins' faces were deliberately blurred by the owner of the post.
...“The jewel of our hearts should not have been born today. But the order and time that God arranged were much better. Hi Arka and Arsha. You guys are a special gift for us. It makes us both perfect parents. May you be a righteous and holy child, my dear. Aamiin.”...
His hands trembled as he endured the pain that was becoming more and more real. However, he was already much more sincere than before and was ready to welcome his new life with another man.
“Come, Son. Forget about your past. Ardito will marry you and accept you as you are,” Umi Tatum, The Mother told the child.
Hamidah nodded, “Request his prayer Ummi. I wish I could be happier than before.”
“Your life will be easy as long as you are sincere, patient and reliable,” Ummi Tatum gives her a series of advice, “you still have many things that you should not forget. Be happy with gratitude. Change your habits that always feel lacking in what you do not have. Just order Ummi, son. We love you as much as you..”.
Tears dripped from both eyes of Hamidah. He was so moved. Only her parents are always there and accept her as badly as she is.
“Ayo, Ummi inter.” The woman led her son to the temple. There are a lot of people waiting there. Especially Ardito. Even Fasad also came to be a witness to the marriage of his best friend.
Seriate.
Remember the same Ardito?