Immaculacy
Friendship begins

time seemed to pass so quickly, none of the development of baby Hafiz was missed by the two new parents.

They slept three mattresses, while others chose to put their children to sleep in baby boxes to get used to being independent, but not with them.

"Later when he was school-aged, Hafiz just slept in his own room, or if later he hunted down to have a sister!" said Dzaki looked at Mila who also wanted Hafiz to learn independently from a baby.

Hafiz grew up to be an active boy, and certainly a funny one. Entering the age of one year, he was already smoothly running, although not many words he was able to say. "Little talk, lots of work." a fitting term for little Hafiz. Mila must be more extra to take care of him, not to be negligent in the least. Like today. Mila lay her body on the carpet in front of the television. Hafiz place toyed with lego and some other toys.

"Oh, it's fun to lie down!" mila said mimicking the speech of one of his favorite cartoons.

Mila today more work, bi Lastri is not feeling well, so do not go to work. Forced Mila to clean everything, starting from sweeping, washing clothes, and now just finished cooking. In the past, before there was Hafiz, if it was just the flu, bi Lastri could still work, but not now. Mila and Dzaki take care of their child's health, even too much.

"Ma... Umma!" Hafiz spilled his body over Mila's stomach. Mila lengsung sat down to hear her son calling her.

"Hafiz said what just now, Son? try it again! Hafiz said Umma?, yee... Hafiz can call Umma." Mila was very excited to hear her son could call her by the right name. All parents must be very happy to feel something like that.

"Hello, Mum!" Mila called her husband.

"Yes, what's wrong, Grandpa? There's a class!" Dzaki was forced out of his teaching room, seeing a call from his wife. Maybe very important, because Dzaki tau bi Lastri did not enter work today.

"Mas, Hafiz could just say Umma! yee!" Hafiz's blabbering voice was heard by Dzaki.

"Ha! Umma?, can Abi not?, speaker the phone, Dek!" dzaki's orders, Mila agreed even though he did not understand what for.

"Udah, mom!"

"Hafiz, call Abi try! A-b-b!"

"Bab-ba!" said Hafiz.

"Not Baba, son. Aaa... Bii!" said the impatient Dzaki who wanted to hurry home.

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Sunday morning, Mila walked pushing a stroller down the city square of Malang. Hafiz who was looking at the clouds slowly drowsiness and fell asleep listening to the murottal-qur'an through the small speaker that Mila placed next to her.

From a distance Mila saw a female figure who also pushed the stroller towards her, from a distance the beautiful woman had already revealed a smile.

"Hello, Fadhli Fadhlan!" said Mila saw the twins who were also asleep.

"Sleep too, yeah!" said Winda, looking at Hafiz who had fallen asleep.

"Well, haven't seen you in a long time, Mil. Last time I saw Aqiqahannya Hafiz, yes! You know, it's big!" said the anxious Winda pinched the chubby cheeks of Hafiz.

Dzaki did invite the family of Yahya's buya, during the Aqiqahan Hafiz event, one week after his birth. Winda came along, but Faruk did not, because there was work outside the city.

"Eh, Mila. Where try, Om haven't seen the pounding,om!" Faruk looked at the smiling Hafiz himself.

"Oh, how handsome!" faruk.

"Yes, handsome! like his father." said Dzaki very poetic.

Mila and Winda told me like they were very familiar. Faruk and Dzaki push their son's stroller respectively. Allowing the two young mothers time to chat.

"Make it up, Mil. Mba now knows what it would be like, how painful it would be if our husband was close to or approached by another woman!"

"I mean, mba?" ask Mila doesn't understand.

"Remember, our meeting here when you were pregnant?, from that moment on, you felt something strange, maybe that's called jealousy. Mas Faruk was a person who rarely could talk familiar to laugh off, he was the person jaim really! But when you talked to him at that time, you saw the other side of him. Mba gets scared, she's comfortable with you!."

"Sorry, yes Mila. I used to bother your husband. Mba Khilaf, mba can not be grateful for a husband who mba had. Apparently, mas Faruk is a very good and patient husband, can not imagine, how he felt first, almost every day it mba story about Mr. Dzaki continues! Athaghfirullah. Sorry mba yes, Mila!" those eyes are a little teary.

"It's okay, mba! Alhamdulillahot. Mba has realized that her husband is Faruk, not Dzaki. If I were unconscious, I would wake up with this hand" said Mila smirked clenching her right hand and blowing it tight.

"Huh, you bar-bar chick!" said Winda.

"Biarin, Bar-bar gini, mas Dzaki choose me lo!" Mila teases Winda, Winda laughs considering how nistanya he used to pursue the husband of people, even though his status was married. There is no more envy or hate in the heart of Vinda. This time he really accepted the truth. Right now there is only Faruk in his heart.

Don't waste the person who loves you, because it could be when you realize that those who love you are gone....

It is not too late to knit a love that already has half-hearted love. Now that love has become wholehearted. Together with two twins who add to the power of love in their household.

Fadhli's awakened cry stopped the two young mothers talking, followed by Fadhlan and Hafiz who joined in crying to see the crying person.

They each carried their own children.

"Well, their school will be together, only a few months different, right?" faruk.

"Yes, yeah. His parents are friends, his son also befriends yakan, Pak!" said Mila followed by a nod of Winda agreed.

Their relationship continued to get more familiar like a brother. Mila realized, she had to find friends to be made as many brothers, the fate of nomads who did not have any family there.