Mother is Not a Night Woman

Mother is Not a Night Woman
Lyla, Honey ... Wake up, this is Mommy ..."


Via still could not hide his happiness. Along the way home, a happy smile almost never fades from her pretty face. Now her little Lyla has high hopes for a cure. The struggle to care for him during his sentence for a deadly disease is not something easy.


The hero grabbed his wife's fingers, held her tightly, then kissed the back of her hand. "Happy huh?" at a glance, Wira turned to Via, then focused back on the road in front of him.


"I'm very happy, Mas" said Via, wiping a tear.


"I can see it, baby!"


"Lyla I'll be cured, ma'am. He will play like any other healthy child. He would run around here and there without fear of being tired. She's going to school and taking ballet lessons. And I'm gonna be the happiest mom in the world." Via's face was so sparkling when saying that sentence, considering that it had been so limiting Lyla in playing so as not to get tired. Because, fatigue will make the little girl easily sick.


The hero reached out his hand, rubbing the top of the wife's head. "You are the most perfect mother in the world" she said with a loving look.


Via only replied with a smile. For him there is no more happiness than now. It felt like the woman could not wait to get home and embrace her beloved little daughter.


"Mas, hurry up a little bit" he said as if impatiently. "I want to hug Lyla immediately and tell her this surprise. He'd be so happy to know that he'd be cured."


Smiling back, Wira occasionally glanced at Via which to her was adorable. Never before had the woman shown such an expression of happiness now. It even looks like a kid who just got a new toy.


And that simple thing alone can make Wira feel more and more in love with his wife.


Not long after, they arrived home. When the car stopped, Via immediately got down and walked towards the door. While the hero who tailed behind him just smiled watching the movements of the wife.


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"You're home yet?" asked the mother shortly after returning the greetings from Via and Wira. The woman was sitting in the family room. Watching tv shows while looking after Gael.


"Yes, ma'am" replied Via.


Seeing the happiness of her son and daughter-in-law, the middle-aged woman had guessed that Via and Wira brought happy news. He laid the little Gael who had fallen asleep on his lap, on the sofa with a small blanket and placed a pillow by his side. He then looked expectantly at Via and Wira who were still standing before him.


"How's the test result? Does it fit?" ask the woman.


Via immediately replied with a nod, with a smile mixed with tears, which made the in-laws immediately stand up and hug him.


"Mom, my son will recover soon" he said without taking off a hug. "The doctor said, Gael has an antigen that matches Lyla's. So can transplant surgery. Lyla's gonna heal, ma'am ..."


My mother was very happy to hear that news. He took off a hug and kissed the daughter-in-law's forehead. "Thank you, son. You brought so many blessings into this family." He hugged Via again along with Wira.


A moment later, the warm embrace came off. Via circulated his gaze here and there, looking for the figure of Lyla who really wanted to embrace him.


"Mom, where's Lyla?"


"Lyla was sleeping in her room. Last afternoon he had fed the fish in the back garden, then played for a while. After that she said she was very tired, so the aunt took her to the room to rest." I glanced at the clockwork on the wall that showed four o'clock in the afternoon. His eyebrows shriveled, because it was not usual for Lyla to fall asleep during the day for that long. "It's been a while too, usually Lyla just takes a nap during the day."


"Allah ... I'm gonna take a shower, then I'll see it, Mom." Via walked towards Gael and kissed his face briefly, then immediately headed upstairs cheerfully. Even his steps still look a little weak after labor three weeks ago. However, it did not dampen his spirit.


While Wira only smiled faintly, her eyes followed where the wife was going. He then turned his eyes to his mother. "Mom, look, how tender my wife's heart is. Lyla wasn't her real child, but I felt she loved Lyla more than a child born from her womb."


"Of course not, son. Via loves Lyla and Gael the same way. It's just that Lyla's condition makes her look more attentive to Lyla."


He is a perfect wife and mother. Because of him I am lucky to have it, said Wira inwardly.


"What about this little guy? Come on, wake up, son ... Let's play for a minute." Anxiously, he kissed every part of the little baby's face. Gael, who was fast asleep, began to squirm, stretching his legs and hands, as if uncomfortable with the interference of his father. And, in just a matter of seconds, there was already a small cry.


"Wira don't wake her, she just went to bed!" exclaimed mother as if she did not accept her grandson being bullied, even her eyes had glared at Wira.


Realizing the unfriendly gaze, Wira could only smile strangely. "Sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to bother him."


A little upset, the mother immediately sat beside Wira while thrusting a bottle of milk owned by Gael. "Quick give this to Gael!"


"Yes, Mom." The hero grabbed the milk bottle and immediately stuffed the tip into the baby's mouth in a hurry, making the mother glare her eyes back. Even Wira seems not to understand very well how to treat newborns.


"Slow down a little, Wira! Be aware that Gael is choking on milk" said the mother in a threatening tone.


"Yes, Mom. Forgiveness ... I feel like you're tougher than you."


"Let's just let it go!"


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After bathing and changing clothes, Via immediately walked towards Lyla's room. He dropped his body on the lip of the bed. Stare deeply into the face of her beloved daughter and think of her wonderful hopes for Lyla in the future. I don't feel her tears coming back.


My son .. You'll be well soon. And from then on, there will be no limits for you. We'll go to Disney Land as you wish, go to Sea World in Japan to watch whale shows like on youtube. You'll also play in Snow White's Opera when you go to school, or perform as a little ballet dancer. And I, will look at you from the audience seat with pride.


Received from the daydream, Via rubbed his tears. As usual, when Lyla fell asleep, she would wake her up by whispering greetings in her ear, then peeking at the little girl's forehead.


And when her lips touched Lyla's skin, her eyes were rounded, as she felt Lyla's unusual body temperature. Suddenly his joints felt weak. He touched some parts of Lyla's body to make sure.


"Lyla, darling .." she whispered. "Lyla .. wake up, son! This is mother ...." Again Via tried to wake Lyla, but the little girl did not budge. He pulls the blanket over and takes Lyla to his lap. He hugged it tightly to that little body.


Several times he kept trying to wake Lyla, but in vain.


"Mas Wiraaa!!" Shouted Via calling.


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Sorry just up yesterday took care of one of the authoritative works plagiarized in the next application.


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