Muara Kasih Single Mother
Growing the Feelings of Brother and Sister
This weekend filled Ervita by preparing the nursery for her little baby later. Pandu also with his expertise in the interior has designed in such a way for his baby. Even Pandu who draws his own part of the wall with rainbow images, music notation, to dolls. Ervita was amazed by her husband's ability.
"Can you draw a picture, huh?" tanya Ervita observed her husband applying brushes and paint colors on the walls.
"Can, Nda .. although not expert," he replied.
"This is good as an expert. This is very good, Mas. Who wrote this Javanese script you are also Mas?" ask Ervita again.
"Yes, I can write with the Javanese script, Nda. In the past, SMP was once a Javanese language contest. So just like the Javanese language," Pandu replied.
Although he has known for a long time, it seems interesting to also see the other capabilities of her husband. You can know that her husband is proficient in drawing and has also participated in the Java language race. In the area of Jogja and Solo, there is often a Javanese language race for children at the school level of SD, Junior High School, and High School. The lombs also vary from Smart Tangkas, Geguritan or Poetry in Javanese, singing songs or songs Macapat, and also giving a speech in Javanese called Sesorah.
"Pinter dong Mas .. cool," replied Ervita.
Pandu smiled slowly. "Yes, it's normal, Nda. Not so pinter either. So first, if not accepted in Interior Design, I will take Javanese Literature in Eleven March, Solo. If you know, I'll see you" he replied.
Just kidding. Pandu is six years older than Ervita. Thus, it is also impossible for him to meet with Ervita in Eleven March, State University in Solo City. When Pandu was in college, Ervita was still Junior High.
"I was a kid, Mom. Still Junior High, you're old, you're old" he replied.
"Both where to try? I'm still young. Young man with mature mind," Pandu replied with a slow chuckle.
Hearing the sound of laughter on the side of Indi's room, then Indi followed his Father and Mother. Ask what your Mom and Dad are doing now.
"Why and what did you do?" tanyakanya.
"Have you woken up?" reply Pandu by looking back, seeing the arrival of Indi.
"Here you go, listen to Jayah and Nda laugh," she replied.
"This is Dad just drawing in his room baby sister later," replied Pandu.
Indi also turned his face and observed the picture of his father. Indi was as if notjud with the hand painting of the father is very good. Even Indi seemed to want to be described by his father as well.
"That's a good thing Yamah .. Didi's room is also dong," he asked.
Pandu nodded his head. "Can. Didi wants her room drawn what's it?" ask Pandu.
"Unicorn, Jayah. Can you?" he asked by looking at the father who was still painting on the wall.
Indeed Pandu can not immediately agree. Painting this was only done during the holidays on the weekend. For this reason, he told Indi that he could only paint on the weekend.
"Yeah Yesah .. let it be like Sister," he replied.
Ervita smiled at Indi who also wanted to be like her baby sister, having a room whose walls were painted by her father. "Mbak Didi is ready to have a sister, right?" ask Ervita slowly.
"Yes, Nda .. want a baby sister like Mbak Lintang," he replied.
"Yes, the baby's sister will be like the Sky Mas" Ervita replied.
Indi also looked at her mother's face. "Can't you call him Mas, Nda? It's bigger Didi. The sky is still a baby" he said.
"Yes, although the age is bigger Indi, but because of Sky his son Budhe Pertiwi and Pakdhe Damar, so Indi called him Mas well. Mas Langit," replied Ervita.
It is like a tradition in Java. Where even a small baby if born from an older brother will be called Ma'am, Mas, or Brother. Ervita is limited to teaching Indi based on the traditions of Javanese society in general.
"The baby's sister will cry like Mas Langit, Nda?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, all the babies are crying too, Didi said. It was a time when Mother Didi was a baby, also crying like Mas Langit," replied Ervita.
"His baby sister also drank nen ASI kayak Mas Langit also Nda?" ask Indi again.
"Yes, Ms. Didi. Later drink Mother's ASI. Let the baby's sister be healthy and grow strong" she replied.
Indi nodded his head listening to the answer from his mother. "Mbak Didi will be his beloved sister?" said Pandu now who glanced at Indi.
"Yes, Jayah. Didi loves her sister," she replied.
Apparently, little Indi approached the mother and then kissed her mother's protruding stomach.
The cup! Muah!
"Didi adore Adik," he said by hugging his mother.
Ervita smiled and rubbed the peak to Indi who was close to her protruding stomach. "Makasih Mba Didi has loved her sister since her sister in the womb. Dear each other later," said Ervita. It felt so moved when I saw a little boy expressing his affection for his sister.
"Yes Nda," Indi replied with increasingly hugging her mother.