Heart Sincerity
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"Mas, we'll pick up Alan tomorrow, okay?" nissa looked at Arnold's face. Arnold opened his eyes and looked at Nissa. His burly hands were getting tighter hugging Nissa's slender body.

"Let him there for a while, we'll need some time together. He's also at home there" Arnold said, peeping at Nissa's forehead. Nissa wants to protest. Arnold had already closed his mouth.

"You're wasting your time off. So don't blame me if tomorrow you can't get out of bed." Nissa rounded her eyes. His hair immediately stood up when he saw Arnold's grin.

"Nissa is tired, it's enough" said Nissa trying to refuse. But Arnold's not his name if he doesn't get what he wants. Nissa could only stop. He can't do anything.

"I hope he grows up here soon. I'm looking forward to it." whispered Arnold right in Nissa's ear. There was a tingling sensation when Arnold touched his stomach. He was very sure if at this time his face was like a boiled crab. Nissa drowned her face in Arnold's field chest. She did not want her husband to see her red face.

"You're so adorable" Arnold said, pulling a blanket over their entire body. The darkness of the night becomes a silent witness to the two people who are in love. Let go of long-buried longing.

***

"Mother.". "the shrill voice came from Ara's room. Yeah, who else would have owned that voice if it wasn't Ara the little girl filled with joy.

"What's up, baby? Why yell?" the mother of two walked hurriedly to her daughter's room.

"Mother, where's Ara's pink shirt? Ara wants to use mother." whine Ara sing her lips. Dara sighed. This one little princess can't if just a day doesn't make a fuss.

"Next time don't scream, adek is still bobbing. Mother put in a normal place really." said Dara opened a large almri belonging to Ara.

"No mother, Ara was looking for it" said Ara folded her hands. He noticed Dara who was looking for the clothes he meant.

"Yes yes, there is none. Maybe you wash, you wear something else?" said Dara who was immediately answered by Ara.

"Ara wants to wear pink!"

"Wait a minute, you look in the back first" said Dara moving out of Ara's room.

"There's mommy?" tanya Ara followed Dara from behind.

"Nothing, where is it? What's left at Aunt Syila's?" ask Dara while remembering.

"Well mother, but Ara wanted to wear that shirt." whimper Ara sat on the chair in lethargy.

"Ara wear the other one first yes, later we take his clothes. Now the mother must clean the house first before waking up. So Ara don't be stubborn, huh?" said Dara stroking Ara's head. Ara nodded. He also went straight to his room. Dara who saw that could only shake her head.

As usual, Dara was always busy with kitchen affairs. How many times Arham wanted to hire an assistant, but Dara always refused. Dara's stubbornness never goes away. So it's not wrong if Ara inherits that trait from Dara.

"Not finished?" ask someone. A hand now perfectly coiled in Dara's stomach. Dara was a little surprised.

"Baby, pelin. Dara is cooking" said Dara trying to remove Arham's hand from her stomach.

"Read your hands, don't move much" Arham said.

"Mas. If the kids see how?" dara turned her body. He looked at the face of Arham who was still shabby typical of people just waking up.

"They will not see" said Arham, drawing his face closer to Dara. But Dara quickly pushes Arham's body.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" said Dara approached the little boy who was standing on the doorstep.

"Alan's thirsty mother." said Alan lowered his head. Dara smiled and picked up the glass Alan was holding.

"Here you get it." said Dara walking past Arham who was still standing there.

"Alan, the water in the room is up, isn't it?" tanya Arham flat. Alan nodded.

"If there's still no way Alan's here. It's a pity to drink." said Dara gave Alan a glass of water.

"Thank you mother" said Alan who immediately left. Arham who saw that immediately smiled happily. Just a step Arham walked, there was already the sound of baby crying. Arham clucked in annoyance.

'God, when can I hug my wife. I just had two kids, what if I had ten. Maybe I'll sleep in the barn.'

"Mas.. " Dara screamed a little because Arham didn't hear her call at all.

"Ah yes, what's wrong?" tanya Arham flinched.

"Please continue cooking? Dara look at baby Azka first. Love you papa." said Dara who immediately left Arham who looks upset. Lazily Arham continued Dara's work. Although not too much. But for Arham it was all very tiring.

"Papa, can you get Azka's clothes in the closet? Mommy forgot to take it." said Dara when she saw Arham enter the room. Dara had just finished bathing Azka.

"Mother isn't tired?" tanya Arham sat next to Dara while giving Azka clothes.

"Alhamdulillah no pa, at least later tonight feels pegel. But don't worry, just disappear for a moment. Is that right, baby?" dara said as she asked her son to speak. Arham examined every inch of his wife's face.

That face is still beautiful. Unchanged from the beginning Arham met Dara. Arham always curses himself when he remembers the past. But all that has passed. Right now Arham's only goal is to make his little family happy.

"Why not take a shower? Smell of tofu." - joked Dara. Arham smiled as he ruffled Dara's long hair. Then Arham went straight to the bathroom.

"Don't forget the towel pa." cried Dara when she heard the bathroom door closed. Arham is back out, it has become a daily habit of Arham. He forgot to bring a towel.

"Papa mah habit is deck. Hmmmm... Mother's son is already fragrant, now Azka comes out huh. Play with sister." said Dara brought Azka out of the room.

"Mother, Ara's snack is over." whined Ara while showing Dara an empty jar.

"Yes, buy it again with papa. Where's alan?" said Dara when he did not see the whereabouts of Alan.

"Alan from earlier in the mother's room, he said he missed his mother" said Ara again sitting on the couch enjoying her favorite cartoon. Dara frowned, then she went to Alan's room.

Dara smiled as she saw Alan sitting on the edge of the bed looking down.

"Baby why are you sad?" Dara sat down next to Alan. Alan was so shocked, he wiped his tears violently.

"What's the matter, baby?" Dara stroked Alan's head gently. Alan looked at Dara with fear. He was about to speak, but his eyes were terrified.

"Alan misses mama?" ask Dara again. This time Alan nodded, he shed his tears again. She hugged Alan.

"Yes, help mom call ya? Let's go get Alan."

"Mama here baby" said someone on the doorstep. Dara was shocked when she saw Nissa standing there. Alan looked very happy and immediately ran to hug Nissa.

"Mama, Alan wants to come home with me. Alan misses mama." said Alan as if. Dara got up from her seat to approach them.

"Yes dear. Mama's sorry." said Nissa bringing Alan into her arms. Nissa carried Alan and brought him to the living room.

"Alan doesn't miss papa?" nissa asked, looking at Arnold who was chatting with Arham. Alan shook his head, he drowned his face in the recess of Nissa's neck.

Arnold looked towards Nissa. He smiled and got up from his seat. Arnold walked over to Nissa and Alan.

"Alan." call Arnold. Alan hugged Nissa.

"Dear father, there's nothing to fear." whispered Nissa. But Alan shook his head and refused to look at Arnold.

"Alan doesn't miss papa?" arnold asked staring at Alan's back. Guilt began to envelop his heart. If he had been nice, Alan might not have been this scared.

"Papa's sorry" said Arnold kissing Alan's head gently.

"We're going home, right?" arnold said, Nissa nodded.

"Ra, thank you for taking care of Alan. We'll go home first. There's still something we have to take care of" Nissa said.

"Why not have breakfast?" ask Dara.

"No need to bother Ra, we'll go straight home. Sorry to bother you always." said Nissa looking at Dara guiltily.

"I said it, right? We're best friends, no troublesome words. So don't be shy. Whatever happens, we'll stay together" Dara said. Nissa smiled happily at the sincere words of her best friend.

Then Nissa and Arnold immediately say goodbye to go home. Dara couldn't hold them off for longer. He knew right now they needed time to fix everything.

"The problem is over" said Arham embracing Dara's waist while staring at Nissa's departure.

"Because I'm happy, Nissa is finally happy" said Dara. Arham nodded. Both of them stare at Arnold's car until it disappears.

"Papa... Which Ara tv remote?" the screams echoed across Dara and Arham's ears. Even Azka was surprised to hear the voice of her brother.

"Mas, start the fool." said Dara staring at Arham upset. Arham smiled wickedly. Dara shook her head, she was inexhaustible with the two people who every day always made a fuss.