Gannaya, My Adore
GMA 2: The Path to Heaven.

"You are like this, torture Brother, Dek," said Ammar. His left hand pulls the edge of the shirt to drown the sense of smell there, while his right hand feeds a piece of durian into Gana's mouth.

The pregnant woman chuckled and continued to enjoy every piece of durian meat that shot into her mouth. Gana whining wants in a bribe. And Ammar who had been holding back the smell, nausea and wanted to vomit, only resigned to obey. Following his wife's request.

Gana pulled Ammar's hand to remove the shirt and the man thrashed. "Bau 'ah! Don't you think you're the same, brother?"

"Of course, my brother is not the same as I would be nine months pregnant."

Ammar tilted the corners of his lips and snorted lazily. "Let's open your mouth!" Ammar took his wife again.

"Well, don't go ahead!" Ammar held Gana captive who wanted to advance her seat right in front of him.

"Aaaaaaahhh, Brother! Adek 'kan peeper deket Abang continue." whine Gana spoiled.

"Oh my God, I'm four weeks pregnant. So, what else is pregnant?"

Gana laughing. "Big, Bang!" and the sigh of Gana, made Ammar glare at her eyes.

"STIRR!" yells. Ammar retreated to the back of the bed.

Gana. He pretended to be sad. "That's a big blow, why me!"

Ammar sighed and shook his head faintly. He came closer and hugged the queen.

"Not anything, dear." Ammar kissed Gana's cheek many times. "But Brother is not strong. I smell it so bad. If you are not pregnant again, you will also be pregnant. Duren doesn't taste very good. Where the meat is so soft. Howe ...." Ammar, wanting to vomit, overshadowed the fruit that was still in his grasp to feed Gana.

"From his son Ileran, Bang."

"Yes, if Ileran doang mah, can dong stay delap?" Ammar chuckled and Gana gave a delicacy of the eyes.

"Bang, let's go home, yuk. Kasian Kids, Bang. We're still at Gelfa's house. Alda's also kasian, he must be crying for su---"

Crick.

Gana's voice echoed, when the door of her nursery was open. Picking up was Mama Difa while holding Alda who was asleep and Papa Galih, he held the curly who was also asleep. The two children fell asleep on the way to the hospital.

"Well, Pah. Why don't you tell me you want to come here, Ammar will pick you up." said Ammar. He got up from the bed to kiss the hands of his two parents-in-law.

"That's okay, son. If you'll pick him up later, who's Gana waiting for here?" Mom turned around to ask.

Ammar nodded.

"I'm sorry, old mom, son." Mama kissed Gana's cheek which still smells of durian.

"It's okay, Mah. Sorry, yes. Mama's bothered with the kids." Gana grabs Alda from Mama's sling to be placed in his lap, as well as Adela who has Ammar lay in a special bed waiting for patients.

"Your father is weird!" grunting Mama. He's still upset.

Papa could only be quiet. The gray man was wrong. In the car, Mama Difa was incessantly scolding Papa. Until the driver chuckles at hearing it.

"Mama again noisily take care of the grandson who is again on a cry, Your father even feels good to sleep!" mama sewot.

"God, Mah. Papa's so sleepy about it."

That was the discussion between Mom and Dad. Mama keeps noisy like a broken tape.

"Sorry Gana, yes. Mama and Papa become sleep deprived." looks from the look of Mama and Papa is tired.

Mom sat on the edge of the bed. And Papa sat down on the chair next to Gana's bed. Ammar first cleaned the duren shell that has no contents to be thrown into the trash. That man is disgusted.

"Nothing. His name is also a sick child, parents must understand. You're also not sick every day." said Papa.

Mama rolled her panted eyes. "Sok wise. She slept herself!" Mama pinched Papa's arm, she's still so nervous. Haha.

Papa rubbed his arm. "Papa is thin like this, Mah, still pinched." Papa welds. Gana and Ammar laughed.

"Oh, yeah, you're in the USG?" ask Mama to Gana.

"Hopefully I'm not pregnant, yeah. Your children's relationships have been a lot." as Papa. And the faces of Gana and Ammar were suddenly lethargic.

"Well, being pregnant is nothing. His name is also sustenance, the time is rejected." said Mama.

He looked at Ammar. He wanted this man to explain. Ammar nodded in understanding.

"Pregnant positive way, Mah, Pah. Just been a month."

"Astaghfirullah ..." said Papa was shocked. He thought his guess was right. If the child is not pregnant, just a common cold or stomach ulcer disease.

"Alhamdulillah dong, Pah." Mama corrected.

Papa took a long breath. Man gray though still looks handsome, leaning a weak body on the back of the chair.

"Many children have plenty of sustenance. But if up to six like this, what is not most? How's it going? His age is not far away. Well, Papa's dizzy, think of you!"

Ammar and Gana could only shut up and listen to what Papa said. Dare not argue.

"Udah don't beat up Papa. Bismillah, yes, son. A lot of people out there have ten, twelve, twenty kids, but they're fine. Healthy and fun. Do not reject what God loves." Mama advised with positive thinking.

"Important communication to children continues to be done. Gana is now pregnant again. Even so Gana and Ammar should be able to divide the time for all children well. So they don't feel jealous."

Gana and Ammar's faces looked bright. They nod like. Even though Papa still sees them disappointed.

"The Papa was worried about Gana. Kayak the dairy cow, the stream goes on! Kasian, right?" papa said. "Look at her body, that's skinny!" added again.

As a husband, Ammar felt insinuated. He looked at Gana's body which was getting thinner by the day. Due to the fatigue of taking care of five children at once, not to mention now getting pregnant again. Ammar looked sad, as if he was not good at taking care of his wife.

Gana clasped her husband's hand, stroked him slowly. As defending. " Papa just calm down, yeah. Later Gana will definitely contain again. Will eat a lot," said Gana.

"Yes." Yeah." Papa answered flatly. He chose to get up from the chair to get into the toilet.

"Don't put it in the liver, yeah. You guys know what Papa said?"

"Yes, Mah." reply Ammar and Gana.

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Ammar held a glass of hot coffee that he ordered earlier in the cafeteria to be enjoyed with Papa Bilmar, in the hospital garden. After I told you about Gana. During the afternoon, Papa and Mama rushed to the Hospital to visit. Ammar looked at the nabastala. He was still imagined by the words of Papa Galih. The gray man suddenly spoke to Ammar. Especially before, Ammar had reviewed the wound in Papa's heart.

"Patience, Son. If your in-laws are like that, yes, naturally,"

Ammar did tell how the temperament and speech of Papa Galih while in the treatment room to him. Ask for the best solution where there is no other solution than just accept it.

"Papa used to be, Dek. Papa is upset with Gifali when Maura gets pregnant again. She was young, pregnant at close range, and twins again. But, what else. God has given them the provision of children. Yes, Papa can only pray.

So, if your father-in-law is now sulking. Yes reasonable. Moreover, your child is already five, the distance is also close. Mas Galih was worried about Gana's constant state. Try it later, such as Rora, Taya, Adela, Alda like Gana. Sure, you'll be worried too."

Ammar nodded in understanding. His head feels bright. Papa's explanation made his chest feel relieved. He began to understand the turmoil of his father-in-law who was worried about Gana.

Ammar smiled at Papa. "Thank you a lot, yeah, Pah."

Papa smiled back. He patted his son's shoulder gently. "Patience, Son. Papa was patient when he faced Grandpa Luky. Anything related to your mother if in her thinking is not appropriate. Grandpa's gonna get mad and hit Papa." Papa Bilmar recalls his past while wading through a household that faced so many tests with his wife first.

"If it is temperament and hard. But, Papa loves him. May the worship charity of your late grandfather be received by Allah SWT. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin, Pah."

"Makanya Adek a lot of patience, yes. The maklumi aja. As Adek understand the nature of Papa and Mama who sometimes also bother Adek." clear water pooled in the middle-aged man's eye fertilizers. He remembered how he liked to sulk, if Ammar had come home late for a day to visit himself and his wife.

Ammar put his coffee glass on the garden table. He embraced Papa and kissed the man's cheek, which was already wrinkled at the corner of the eye. Wiping Papa's tears down as the man winked.

"There's no hard word, Pah. Papa's the way to his Heaven, Adek." The old man is the field of his reward a Son. To be happy, to look after, to take care of the parents until the return of the bosom of God, is the success of a Son in this world.

It is as if the law of cause and effect is happening. In the past, when Grandpa Luky and Grandpa Bayu were still alive, Papa Bilmar and Mama Alika were very devoted, caring for, caring for and taking care of them until their death.

As if the fatigue is being paid cash by Allah SWT. Now God made Ammar and Maura, children devoted to both of them.

By Allah, by Tabarakallah ...

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