
Nayla did not want to force it because she also knew how her daughter was doing all this time. The woman had heard that Nuri was very easy to get sick from trivial things. Although she was not on the girl's side, Nayla always remembered every detail of information about the little girl.
In the evening the heat of Nuri has gone down. Yasna was relieved because that way, she did not have to see her granddaughter who was about to be infused or have her blood sample taken.
The woman looked at the face of the sleeping little girl. There was a feeling of great affection that could not be expressed for him. Yasna was so grateful for the presence of Nuri, she could feel what it was like to take care of a baby.
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Early in the morning Yasna wanted to cook. Things are improving so he can calm down. It turns out there is Nayla. The woman smiled because her daughter-in-law was not angry at her for what happened yesterday.
"Are you awake, Nay?" ask Yasna.
"Yes. How's Nuri doing, Mommy?" nayla asked back while looking at Yasna, hoping for the good news she heard.
"is fine. The heat has also gone down. Don't worry, he's always like that."
"I'm sorry, yes, Mother. Because of yesterday Nuri became sick. I know even though Mother didn't say it. I remember if you ever told me about Nuri before.
"Sorry Mother, yes! Mother is afraid to hurt your heart."
"Yes, I understand, Mother."
Nayla was really sad. He wanted to get angry, but at whom the woman had to vent it. Just trying to sincerely do what he can, hoping for a miracle once more for him.
"What are you cooking again?" yasna asked to switch the conversation.
"I want to cook chicken, fish just the same sambal. It's just that."
"Yes, we didn't have time to shop yesterday. Come on, let's cook together!"
They cooked together, talking about what Nayla was doing there. Both were busy with cooking. Aydin comes, he wants to take a drink in the freezer.
"The Queen hasn't woken up yet, Mother?" ask the man.
"Not yet, last night his sleep was late. Let it be later to wake up a bit unfortunate," replied Yasna. "Oh, yeah, you go to the toy store. Buy Nuri's favorite doll, later let Nayla love Nuri. We persuaded him to come near your wife."
Yasna tries to give Nayla an idea to get close to her daughter. He could feel the feeling of his son-in-law being hurt from seeing Nuri reluctant to be carried.
"Yes, Mother. Good idea, I'll buy it."
"I'm coming, Mas. I also want to buy Nuri something" Nayla said
"Can, Honey. We will go together" said Aydin. "I go in first" Aydin passed. He still had to finish some work because today he still wanted to take a short break.
At noon as Yasna had proposed earlier. Aydin and Nayla head to the children's toy store. There the man said whatever Nuri liked with great enthusiasm, his wife picked out some dolls and other toys.
"Mas, this cat doll is so cute I want to buy it for Nuri."
"Don't, Honey. Nuri's so scared of cats."
"The Queen is afraid of cats?" nayla asked with a frown.
"Yes, Honey. She's most afraid of cats." Nayla nodded and returned the doll to its place.
The woman liked cats very much, but her daughter was scared. Previously he intended to keep the animal with the princess. Now the desire must be gone.
"Why does he like pandas so much? If it's a teddy bear, does he like it?" ask Nayla.
"Teddy bears love it too, but not like a panda doll" Aydin replied. "Are you, honey? If you have, come on, let's go home!"
"Already, come! I can't wait to give it to Nuri."
They paid for what they bought and left the store. Nayla continued to hug the doll she bought. Hopefully Nuri will accept, at least the woman can be close even though she can not carry.
*****
"Well, is Aunt healed?" ask Afrin while smiling towards Nuri.
"Mamam" said the little girl.
"Mom mam."
"Stand, yeah! Wait, Oma, Auntie doesn't know what you're eating today."
"Tate's."
"Will you, Auntie, fried chicken? It felt steady," said Afrin who responded with a laugh, to make the girl anxious and kiss the cheek of the child repeatedly. Nuri felt an uneasiness to the point of screeching.
"Afrin, don't be," said Yasna, who had just arrived with a bowl of team rice.
"Mam-mam," Nuri said as she clapped her hands.
"Yes, Honey. It's a meal for Nuri" Yasna said as she fed the little girl.
Nuri ate so voraciously. The little girl never refused any food. He ate all without any choice.
"Sir Nayla and Aydin went where, Mother?" ask Afrin.
"You go buy something for Nuri."
"Buy what?"
"Where do you know, just look later. As parents, they also wanted to buy something for her daughter."
"I feel sorry to see Brother Nayla. He wanted to carry Nuri, but that child was crying instead. Even if their video call looks very happy."
"Mother doesn't know either. His name is also a little boy, we don't know how he really feels."
"When I have children, I will take care of them myself. I won't let anyone take care of him. I don't want to experience something like Nayla."
"Can't you take your child with you?"
"No, Mommy. I mean baby sitter! I don't want to hire them. I want to take care of everything myself."
"Do you have any intention of getting married? Don't you have a boyfriend?" Yasna stared at her daughter intensely.
"No, I, right, said it if I had kids later. Besides, I want to graduate from college first, open a business," said Afrin with a look at his future.
"What business do you want to open?"
"Look at it later."
"Assalamualaikum" said Nayla and Aydin who had just arrived.
"Getishalight."
Nayla walked over to where Nuri was playing with a doll. The girl saw the arrival of her mother, immediately hugged Yasna and hid her face on the woman's chest.
"Come, look at that! Mama brought what? What a beautiful doll, who's Mama for?" yasna said as Nayla sat near him. He tries to help the son-in-law to persuade Nuri.
The little girl peeked a little What her mother had brought her bashfully. Yasna was happy that Nuri was interested in what she was carrying.
"This is Mama's bringing Nuri, will you?" timpal Nayla's.
"Make a Aunt, huh? Aunty does not have a doll like this" said Afrin who helped.
"Don't dong, Auntie! That would be for Nuri. Yeah, right, sweetheart. Nuri want?" yasna asked the little girl timidly she nodded. "Come, grab it! Aunty's gonna take it."
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