
The day continues to change and passes with each busy and routine. Rendra, Dita and Ale return to Mother Goddess' house to coincide with Dita and Ale's control schedule. From the original plan was only seven days at Mr. Wijaya's house, eventually molested into ten days.
Rendra could not bear to force his wife home because Ale was fussy to make Dita overwhelmed if without the help of the mother. While he was preoccupied with some work that made him have to leave them both. Because now there are two people who must be endowed, making him often accept jobs as a speaker or provide training, in addition to staying in previous work.
He took advantage of his time as long as his wife was still not preoccupied with college. Later when his wife is in college, he will take care of Ale himself. She didn't want Ale to grow up in babysitting. He does not want the child fulfilled his needs, but lacks the affection of both parents because of the busyness of both.
As long as Ale was still in his mansion, Adelia would never miss a video call every day. He would do so on Ale's schedule drinking milk. Similarly, the aunt-Nisa, and the mother-Mother Goddess, also make video calls every day. Since his birth, Ale has been the center of everyone's attention.
Shasha's application event is held according to the specified time. The Emperor's entourage came to the Mother Goddess's residence to formally propose to Shasha. Mother Goddess accompanied by her brother-Pak Dewa and also Rendra received the arrival of the Emperor's family. Before going to the Mother Goddess' house, the Emperor's entourage first transit in Adi's house.
Mr. Wijaya was present as a representative of the family of Mr. Dipta (father of the Emperor) to propose to Shasha. In addition to their two firstborn sons who were friendly, Pak Wijaya and Pak Dipta were also friends since young. Therefore Mr. Dipta asked Mr. Wijaya to participate in the important moment of his son. If in the past Mr. Wijaya received a proposal from the Mother Goddess family, this time he proposed to the daughter of the Mother Goddess for the son of his best friend.
Before going to the core event, both families introduce each other to their respective family members. The proposal event this time was simple, only nuclear family members and close relatives only. After the family introduction process, then Mr. Wijaya conveyed the Emperor's proposal to Shasha.
The Mother Goddess asked the eldest daughter if she was willing to accept the Emperor's proposal and become his wife. Confidently, Shasha replied that she wanted to be the Emperor's wife. All who hear give thanks and feel happy..
After the application is accepted, Ryani's mother (the Emperor's mother), pairs the ring on Shasha's left ring finger. Then they talked about the wedding and the reception. The reception and reception time have not been determined. They still have to wait for a pre-marital hearing and a new marriage license can determine. What is clear is that they still prepare all the trinkets for the contract and reception while waiting for the marriage license. The Emperor and Shasha also had to start looking for the required letters, both for the pre-marital trial and for registering the marriage to the KUA.
While in the middle of the conversation, the Emperor got a call from the office. He should come to the office immediately.
"On the Mother Goddess's family, I apologize for having to leave this event. Not to be disrespectful, but there is a state duty waiting. This is how I as a state servant must be ready at all times when there is a duty to call. My family will continue the conversation. Again I apologize." The emperor who was in a standing position, then half-bent down to declare his apology.
"Yes, it's okay, Emperor. Run first the duty of the country," said Mother Goddess with her distinctive smile.
"thank you. I pampered first. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
The Emperor walked out of the Mother Goddess residence with Shasha following behind him. Shasha escorted the Emperor to a parked motorcycle. He deliberately brought his own bike in anticipation of something like this happening.
"I'm sorry, I have to go home, Sha" the Emperor said, wearing a helmet.
"It's okay, Mom. I understand," Shasha replied with a smile.
"Calculate training if tomorrow is my wife." The Emperor smiled at Shasha.
"Yes. Mas Kai, don't you change your clothes?" Shasha pointed to the long-sleeved batik shirt fitting the body, which the future husband wears.
"I'm always getting a change of clothes in the office. It's okay to wear batik like this, let them know that I'm proposing to you."
Shasha blushed in embarrassment, there was a red hue appearing on her cheek.
"Yes, Sha. I've been awaited. I'll call you when I'm home." The emperor is ready on the bike.
"Yes, Mas. Careful, don't speed."
"Thank you, Sha. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam." Shasha waved her hand as soon as the Emperor took his motorcycle forward leaving the residential cluster.
Shasha then went back into the living room and joined the others.
They continued to talk until Azan Zuhur reverberated. Men perform Zuhur prayers in the mosque, while women pray Zuhur in Adi's house where there are enemies.
After the Zuhur prayer, they had lunch together at the Mother Goddess residence. During the meal, they chatted with a more relaxed atmosphere. Mother Goddess talked a lot with Mother Ryani, while Shasha with Tirta.
"I didn't think you'd be my brother-in-law, Sha" Tirta said.
"Don't you, I don't" said Shasha, looking at her sister-in-law
"Stupid is unpredictable. Everything is God's secret."
Shasha nodded. "Yes. Me and Mas Kai, Rendra and Dita, Mas Adi and Adelia. Our stories were never expected."
"You're all without a date, right."
Shasha nodded back. "Yes. When are you getting married, Ta?"
"I haven't thought about getting married yet, Sha."
"Is your boyfriend not married yet?" Shasha looked at the friend.
Tirta. "We're still building each other's careers, Sha. It's still young."
"I used to think rich, too, Ta. But when Mas Kai said he wanted to be serious, I thought again. Career if pursued will not be endless. When the career is over, our age is no longer young. The chances of having a child are getting smaller. Let alone we women, our fertility rate decreases with age."
"I saw Dita who at the age of 20 years already had a child. When his son grows up, he is still young. Can still hang out with the kids. I want to be like that too." Shasha glared while continuing to smile.
"I agree with what you said about children. Just pray, Sha, I hope I meet my soul mate soon too." Tirta took a long breath.
"Aamiinu. But you already have a boyfriend, Ta. You're just talking about marriage, right."
Tirta smiled wryly. "He wants to pursue a career, Sha. He wants to get married if he is well established, has his own house and car. And I don't know when that could happen. Maybe when I'm in my 30s."
"Don't be pessimistic, Ta. Even if you don't see a future with your boyfriend, why don't you just break up with him? Find a man who's seriously getting married."
"Where are you, Sha. You know we've been through a hard time together since college. It's not easy to take all that off." Tirta let out her breath again.
Shasha nodded. "Yes, I know. I always wish you the best."
"Thank you, Sha." Tirta smiled at the woman who had managed to steal her brother's heart.
Meanwhile on the other side.
"So Miss Dewi has a boutique?" asked Ryani's mother after Hasna's mother had told him about the prospective iron.
"Alhamdulillah, yes, Ma'am," replied the Goddess Mother.
"The power used by Dita's staff and reception, what does Miss Dewi make?" ask Ryani's mother again.
"All good and beautiful, ma'am. It must be an official subscription yes," said Ms. Ryani.
"That's alhamdulillah, that's all the sustenance of children and grandchildren, ma'am."
"Mother Goddess, too low. Then later the kebaya business and family uniforms also among guests can ask for help with Miss Goddess."
"God willing. Sometimes we can shop for cloth together to Solo."
"Goddess. Tomorrow we can make a time agreement. I will ask Tirta when. If the Emperor cannot expect the time." Ryani's mother shook her head.
"The Emperor has a job, no problem. Usually the complicated ones are the women. Men are easier."
"I'm sorry, Miss Dewi. My son had to go on errands." Ryani's mother expressed her regret.
"It's okay, Mom. I understand because Mas Emperor is a state servant," said Mother Goddess.
"Thank you for your understanding, Miss Dewi. That's how my son, sometimes just go home for a while to go to the office again. Hopefully later after having a wife can go home every day, not often sleep in the office."
"Aamiinu. But if the job demands are okay, ma'am." Mother Goddess commented a smile.
After lunch and rest for a while, Pak Dipta's family group came home. They returned to Adi's house before returning to the village.
Ale who had been fussy because he was uncomfortable with the crowd, became calmer after being in his yangti sling. She was finally able to sleep peacefully, though when she was put back in her crib, she woke up and cried. Maybe Ale felt confused with yangti to want to continue to be carried. Make Ms. Hasna take Ale to Adi's house.
During Ale's time with Mother Hasna, Dita has a chance to help Mother Goddess. Although he only collects dirty plates and glasses, because he should not work hard. During Ale's milk drinking schedule, he brought Ale's equipment to the sister's house.
"Mother, you didn't drop Ale from earlier?" asked Dita who saw her bunda still holding Ale.
"Each mother puts the cry on, Deck. Nothing, mother also miss Ale. Mumpung here can hold and play with Ale," said Ms. Hasna.
"Here you go, Bun. It's time for Ale to drink milk." Dita took over Ale from Mother Hasna's sling.
Unexpectedly Ale cried out loudly as Dita carried her. "Oeee, oeee ..."
"It's bubu, son. Drink milk first yes, the same later again." Dita spoke to Ale while taking a comfortable position to breastfeed Ale. But Ale still continued to cry loudly.
"That's right here to accompany Ale to drink milk." Hasna's mother finally sat down beside Dita and stroked Ale's forehead from the side. Slowly Ale's crying subsided, he began to look for Dita's chest shoots.
"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim" said Dita as Ale began sucking on her breast buds.
"Mother stay here only. Ale kanya kangen same Mother," said Dita to the mother.
"Mother can't, Deck. Tomorrow there will be the arrival of PKK mothers at home" said Ms. Hasna.
"Well if Ale's fussy, Bun?" Dita looked worried.
"Silver, calm down, just relax, don't panic. There will be a Rendra boy. His baba was bothered." Hasna's mother calmed her daughter down.
"From morning it was only briefly held by Mas Rendra. Is Ale not comfortable with me huh, Bun?" Dita looks sad.
"Where may the child be uncomfortable with his own mother, Dek. The little boy was sensitive, if his mother panicked, he panicked too. Maybe Adek was confused, anxious, so Ale felt uneasy. Grandpa, you need to be more able to regulate emotions. Do not panic easily, especially if the child is crying. First, know what the cause is. Face it calmly."
"Mother understood that Adek still often felt confused and afraid when Ale cried. Over time Adek will also understand what Ale feels and wants. Watch the crying, it's gonna make a difference, Dek."
"As mothers who give birth to children, surely we know better what our children feel. Moreover, Ale is still very dependent on Adek. You can build a strong bond as long as Ale is exclusive."
"Mother believes Adek can be a great and strong bubu for Ale." Hasna's mother stroked her youngest daughter's head after giving some advice.
"Aamiin, thank you, Bun," said Dita sobbing.
"Eh, I'm crying, Dek. Remember Ale is nursing, can't be sad." Hasna's mother wiped away the tears that ran down the princess' cheeks.
"I'm-I'm just, Bun." Dita begins to control herself.
"Sir, it's the one next to the breastfeed" Mother Hasna said.
"Yes, Bun." Dita then changed Ale's position.
As Ale's mouth was forced out of the source of his life, he cried loudly again, it seemed like he was still not full. Ale is indeed strong suckling, fortunately Dita can meet the needs of her son.
"In a moment, Honey. It's replacing the other one. Ale's not full yet, son. Let's drink again, bismillahbornrahmanirrahim."
Ale regained his composure after being able to suck out his source of life again. Her eyes closed with one hand touching Dita's chest.
"It's still the consumption of the leaves, right, Dek?" ask the mother.
"Still, Bun, but the capsule, because it's hard to find the leaves. Mama sometimes can not," explained Dita.
"Yes, it's nothing. The important thing is to keep thinking positively. Tomorrow when you go to college don't forget the stock at home."
"Yes, Bun. It feels hard if the shadow wants to go to college. Want it near Ale keep."
"It's still a month, right, college?" Hasna's mother looked at her daughter.
"Yes, Bun."
"Have you bought equipment for pumping at the campus?"
"There is, Bun. Someone gave me that gift yesterday. Alhamdulillah his recipe Ale. At most buy bottles according to the needs of Ale as well as additional ice pad. Others are already there."
"Thank God then. No need to buy anymore."
"Yes, Bun."
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