I'm Not an Old Virgin
Chapters 23.2
Ali smiled wryly, he pulled Safira's hand from his head. Pecking both hands Safira who had started slender back.
"Are you tired of taking care of our children? If you are tired what if we use the services of a baby sitter so you can rest?" Ali thought about it last night.
Although somewhat disagree with this idea but he had to do it because the child Safira took care of not one, but 3 babies.
Ali could not bear to see him overwhelmed every day.
"Safira thought this wasn't a good idea, Mas." Safira disagreed.
"Indeed Safira admitted it feels very tiring to take care of children. In addition there is Ai who is still small and needs attention from Safira, this is more difficult than Safira imagined. But they are a trust from God. He has given us the confidence of raising children, so why should we throw responsibility on others even if we pay for their services. Safira doesn't like it, Mas. Safira wants our relationship to be strong without any intermediary, in addition, Safira wants to educate children with Safira's own efforts. Become a school and a teacher for all of them before actually seeing the world. But luckily Safira never takes care of the children herself. There is Mas Ali who always diligently wake up in the middle of the night to put the children who wake up, there are Mother and Father who always make time for children when Safira is busy cooking or doing other work, and there are also many other things that can be done, and there are also many families who take time to play with children. In fact, Ai always takes care of children when she comes home from school or is on school holidays. Honestly, Mas. In addition to giving extraordinary trust God also makes it easier for us to take care of them all."
Of course there is a sense of fatigue when taking care of children, but it is only natural because she is now not only a wife but also a mother.
It was once terbesit his heart to use the services of a baby sitter, but this thought was immediately dismissed because there was a sense of unwillingness to see children raised by other women. No, Sapphira did not want to and she preferred to raise her children with her own efforts.
Ali was shocked to hear, every word that came out of his wife's lips was like morning dew dripping straight from the sky. It was cool and clear soaking his heart with gratitude that could not be expressed in words.
"Darling.." Ali rubbed his wife's face with a very gentle gesture.
"Yes, Mum? Safira was nervous, she was afraid that her husband would disagree.
But his fear did not happen, instead of disagreeing Ali even made Safira embarrassed.
It even feels so hot!
"Mas Ali, uh!" Safira was embarrassed, she covered her face with both hands so that Ali could not see how red her face was now.
"I'm not lying to my wife." Ali said interspersed with light laughter.
Safira shook her head in disbelief, but at this time her lips had formed a beautiful arch from behind her hands.
"Mas Ali better get ready for morning prayers so as not to miss the saf prayer in the mosque." Safira could not take it anymore.
He immediately ran away into the bathroom to clean himself up. This morning he had to start the same routine for the umpteenth time, except worship with Ali because he was in a hitch.
True, after children are born the schedule comes the month back to routine although more wasteful than before.
Well this is only natural since she just finished giving birth a few months ago.
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Doesn't anyone want to have a son-in-law like Safira?