
The atmosphere in Hanan's house was quite crowded today. Mr. Kokom and Mr. Subagio even arrived early in the morning. Hanan's distant relatives as his only brother were also present in the midst of their happiness.
"Mbak Ajeng, thank you for coming," said Nahla saw the arrival of her brother-in-law who later became a place to confide in her brother's behavior that sometimes makes fun.
"Alhamdulillah .. My husband wants, but if I am very busy also try to come, he can I walk alone," he said pointing to his sister's husband.
"Russia ... Icha wants a sister. In the belly of mama here there is the baby's grandpa," said the little girl excited.
"Icha is big means yes, no more ngrecokin mama go on, pity!"
"Budhe ... Aunty Uby not coming?" the little girl asked her tant.
"No, the uby aunt is busy, tomorrow if Icha has a sister, Budhe just invited."
"Ashik .. Icha house will be crowded. Budhe bobok is here, right?"
"Let's go in!" nahla said. Do not forget to greet each other kindly with both Nahla's parents as well.
"What time does it start? It's Deck, for you, hopefully it'll fit." Ajeng gave a paper bag that allegedly contained several pieces of pregnant clothes.
"Duh .. thanks a lot Ma'am, so bother," said Nahla smiling happily.
Today Hanan's extended family is purposely gathered together at her home in the framework of Nahla's four-monthly pregnancy. There is no gratitude more precious than what they have earned. Everything is so beautiful and it feels amazing. Happy, grateful, getting the opportunity to be a parent with the presence of zuriat in his wife's stomach. May Nahla always be given health with her fetus.
"It's about to start Ma'am, just wait for some invited guests."
Nahla, Icha, and Hanan are seen wearing matching clothes. Ready to welcome their guests who are devoted to their close relatives and neighbors only. All know the complex there because they have not moved long.
The event went on quite smoothly and solemnly. It was first filled with study and prayer together for the health of Nahla and her fetus. They also invited the orphans to follow a common prayer at his residence.
"Sir, what's the hood?" hanan asked to remove the slightly stained white Hijab of Nahla.
"Oh, yes, your dirty hands were clutching," Nahla accused of looking suspiciously.
"Eh, astaghfirullah .. why the hell, I was neat baby, not dirty," he said. Sometimes even though it has gone so far pregnant women still look sensi.
Nahla did not say any more, shaking hands with the female guests present. Do not forget to greet the kindly of everyone who gives prayers.
"May be healthy always Mbak Nahla, until later giving birth," said a relative who attended.
The show finished mid-afternoon. After the thanksgiving event, there were still some close people and friends from Hanan still sitting warm with other guests.
"Sir, Mama and I go home? It's late afternoon" said Mother to her daughter.
"Well, are you going home? You just sleep here, don't you?" pinta Nahla to her parents.
"When to come here again Nduk. Mom comes home first, you're in good health?" said Bu Kokom while stroking his daughter's stomach. As if greeting his future grandson affectionately.
"Yes Ma'am, just sleep here, there are still many empty rooms" Hanan said as he reached for his wife's waist.
"Make your sister alone, come here again sometime," said Bu Kokom, who was taken by Pak Subagio. They returned to maghrib. Hanan plans to drive because of pity to use the motorbike, but both parents refused subtly.
"Bak Ajeng, let's play around to mom's house," said Bu Kokom kindly.
"Well .. thank you, ma'am, when is the day God willing," he said, nodding no less politely.
Nahla escorts the return of her mother and father to the front porch. It feels good to see them go home. However, my father and mother seemed to not feel at home and wanted to go home soon. Near, so maybe if kangen can stop by at any time. In fact, even so like not according to expectations because of the busyness of each.
The atmosphere of the house looks lonely, the guests have gone home and stay Mbak Ajeng alone with her husband.
"Just rest, Ma'am, later to be given the symbol," said Hanan interrupted his brother.
Abi and Hanan are still having a warm conversation in the living room. Nahla takes her daughter to bed.
"It's lucky that you met Nahla, Nan, she loved Icha so much as her own son" Ajeng said.
"Yes, thank you for always being reminded. They look very close to each other," said Hanan only really realized and understood. He had chosen the right person, not only for himself, but for his daughter. Although now since pregnant, Nahla has a lot of fuss and Hanan has to be extra patient to face her will.
"Sir, move the room, let's not bump in here?" persuade the man to wake his wife who is not sleeping.
"I want to sleep here Mas, you why so complicated anyway, I'm running the street."
"Well, am I carrying?" said the man was attentive.
"No, I can walk by myself. Outside there is still Ma'am Ajeng with her husband, when we are carrying."