
This holiday was not planned at all. Just wanted to find another atmosphere than usual. Who knows with that, it can change the mood of dear Naura to be more fresh and calm. And the children can find the figure of the mother back.
Unexpectedly, this is an incredible gift from the Power to us. Facilities that we get for free from abbah. Akmal we found at the beginning of the journey. Meet Nadya's father and sister. Witness Mustafa's proposal procession and his best friend, Rima. Finally can remove the jealousy as well.
Not to mention the story that is always inscribed by the twins every day. It's very, very nice to see they can play happily. Express the emotions stored within them well. But exhausting as well, having to follow their steps like tireless. Bones in the body feel like all fall out.
Yes .. thus, the child of today. There is just his behavior, which makes the gemes and kangen every time. Maybe because it's also papa Ulya, always rush home if there is business. Or maybe because ....
One who is upset, if anyone interrupts. Who else, if not the chirps dear brother plus-plus others as well. Who knew me before I gave birth to them,
"Who is it? ...."
So annoying. Not that I don't want to admit, but it reminds me of my old days. Long ago ... really, while still cute bint funny. But it looks like ... not very, like them. This is other than the others.
First, when they ride a turkey. Really makes me stunned and worried. In case that chicken gets killed, how about .... Make heeechh. Dear Ananda, it is not a mount animal, I whispered in my heart. Delivered at the moment my kiss landed on both of their cheeks.
Advised, just a smile. Fortunately the turkey blasteran bird camel (perhaps), gedhe-gedhe . Strong to hold them. Not until the chicken gets sick. But, still Papa Ulya was angry with them.
"That's chicken until it hurts, big must be a doctor, so it can heal them" said Ulya in the midst of his anger. Spontaneous lips this said, Aamiiiin .....
It was angry ... or angry yes ....
It was only on the first day in Indonesia. The longer here, the more stories. There's Akmal Akmal, the twins.
The next day, we were escorted to Nadya's house. Me, Ifroh, Devra and the twins. Ulya has some business. This afternoon will catch up with us.
Get off the car, the intended is not a house, but a garage. I don't know what's wrong with them.
He did not enter, either. Instead of a storm, we're headed for that place. It turns out oh it turns out ... 'Gledekan' Farhan's father in the village first. Apparently the wood transportation vehicle is being a thing that must undergo the urbanization process from the village to this big city, keereeen .... It must have been because of the twins' wishes as well, Noval and Novi. It turns out the same, not much different from the twins I have.
It was not the guest who entered the house. Except the host who has to go out to see his guests.
"It turns out you, Nur. Who I thought?" greet Nadya with joy.
"Asslamu'alaikum .... Nadya's mother."
"Wa alaikum salam ..." she replied.
"This aunt's niece is already big."
Nadya immediately hugged her nephew one by one. But nur's obstruction has been very bad for him. She immediately hugged him tightly.
I just want to cry, see Nadya. My mother is the only substitute for a mother who is now gone. Moreover, his face and style, exactly with the mother. Make this heart drift in the memories of the past. So that our telepathic rituals are covered in happy tears.
Tears were dripping, making them full as well. With a look of question marks and sadness, they looked at me. As if to ask, "Mama, why are you crying."
It's just that, because it's still not even if you say words, or maybe it's also because you're confused about what to say, so there's not a single word that's spoken. But, the look on his face seemed very if many black clouds, sweeping his brilliance. It's really marked rain is coming down.
A mother's instincts are close to 100% truth. As Naura and Nadya finished the telepathic ritual, they cried together with a loud voice. To the surprise of the new Devra will shake hands with her aunt, Nadya's sister.
"Ma, sister why?" said the brother who is very considerate and affectionate to the sister.
"It's okay, dear. already greetings are not the same Aunt Nadya."
With a smile, he continued his delayed activities. Shake sweetly while greeting.
"Assalamu'alaikum .., Aunt."
"Wa alaikum hail, Devra. How do you do."
"good. Use Indonesian only, Aunt. Now I can."
"Well, great. Who's lesson?"
"Well, Devra. They've lived here a long time."
"really. Why never tell a story."
"You want aunty to tell me?"
"You ... want, Aunt."
"We're in, yuk!"
While Devra is engrossed in chatting with her aunt. Nur and Ifroh were busy calming the twins who were still in his sobs. Not as loud as the first time they scream.
Especially when they saw Devra's brother laughing happily, then went inside to follow the person who made his mother cry, earlier.It turns out that the person was good, the proof is that his brother laughed with him, they thought. Making them both calm, and not resisting when Nur and Ifroh grabbed them in their arms.
Even when they got home, they did not fight. They sit quietly in a fixed position in a sling. Over time, they fell asleep.
"Nur, just sleep in Noval's room."
"Yes, Ma'am." replied Nur, while bringing the two into the room appointed by his brother Nadyya.
"Tante, where's Noval with Novi? ask Devra.
" It's still school."
"When's he coming home?"
"Hour 2."
"Oh ..." said disappointed. But Nadya could do nothing.
"Devra can sleep first, later if they come, aunt wake up." proposed Nadya.
But not getting a response from Devra, instead he ran towards Naura who had finished putting the twins to sleep.
"Ma, quiet." said Devra.
"How about helping your aunt cook?"
"Come, Auntie." she replied happily.
At first he looks cool, long bored. He said goodbye, following the twins. Sleeping in Novi's room, with his mother's knowledge.
"Can it poke itself, honey?"
"Yes, Ma. Mostly Devra's brother is now a big one." he replied as he yawned. Signs he's sleeping heavily. And then it disappeared quickly.
In the midst of her busyness in the kitchen, Nur Mersa was strange as well. Because he didn't find the parents he missed.
"Mr, where is father?"
"Follow sir Rt. Even here you can not be silent, always look for activities."
"Oh ... I miss."
"Later in the afternoon, I usually go home."
"All right."
For a while the story stopped here first, Waiting for the main cast to wake up from its sweet slumber.