Retaliation of the Sick Wife
New Palace
Days change, weeks change with weeks. Doesn't feel baby Aksara has been around for almost 6 months. The character grows well and healthy, the baby who has chubby cheeks that can roll his body to the right and to the left, can lift his head, and as if to learn to sit. More and more, Aksara grew into such an adorable baby.
“Mas, can you ask please defend Aksara first? I want to take her MPASI Aksara for a while,” Kanaya's pinta to her husband.
Yes, Aksara is already 6 months old, so the baby starts getting ASI companion food, and even though Kanaya works, but she makes MPASI for Aksara with her own hands. He wanted that the food Aksara ate every day was a five-star menu consisting of carbohydrates, proteins, vitamins, and minerals. In addition, Bisma also sometimes also explains the right and balanced MPASI combination for the Script.
“Sini, Mommy .. let Daddy move Aksara first,” replied the man. “Yuk, son, we follow your mother to the kitchen and after this eat well, let you grow healthy and strong.” Bhishma's father looks very happy every time he takes care of Aksara.
After Kanaya prepared MPASI for Aksara, Bisma immediately put baby Aksara in a bouncer and set her position with half a seat. Afterwards Kanaya immediately fed the baby with the MPASI menu that he had made.
“Yuk, eat Darling .. Aakh, the pinternya of the child Mother,” said Mother Kanaya while feeding one spoon after another MPASI spoon into the mouth of Aksara.
Aksara also looks greedy to accept a bribe from the Mother. In fact, often the 6-month-old baby sticks out his tongue, and feels impatient to continue eating handmade MPASI Mother.
“Aksara eat it pinter yes, Mommy.” Bisma spoke to his wife. The father while holding a tissue to clean the mouth of the baby Aksara.
Kanaya nodded, “Iya, really, Yah .. I hope you eat pinter and there is no GTM (Mouth Close Movement) Yes Father,” replied Kanaya.
“Yes, how the baby still there fasenya do not want to eat anyway, dear. For example, when they want to teething, or experience the development of other phases, there is certainly a fever and mouthfeel motion that accompanies,” explained Bisma to Kanaya.
“Uhm, but I'm not worried, because his Father Aksara is a Pediatrician. Anything can be directly checked with Dad, son, immunization alone immediately immunized Dad in the clinic. Glad ya Nak,” said Kanaya with a laugh.
Same with Kanaya, Bisma also laughs, “You can, means very useful yes I became a Pediatrician because I can directly immunize Aksara, Aka,” said the man with cheek menowel Aksara that looks chubby.
“Yes, a very useful father. Immunization stay come to the clinic, weight is also monitored, food is also monitored. Ah, very happy so Aksara,” said Kanaya while continuing to feed Aksara.
“You can just, Darling ... later if the big script he ideals so what? Could it be that he did not become a Doctor?” ask the Bisma to Kanaya. Sometimes he also noticed the baby Aksara.
Kanaya pressed her shoulders. “I do not know, Mas .. only for his dreams and ideals, we will motivate him. Let him be the man he aspires to be. However, if he chooses to become a Doctor, I do not mind.” Kanaya replies and feels that whatever her son's ideals will be no problem. Until adulthood Aksara wants to become a Doctor, he also does not mind.
“Iya, it's just that Aksara may be a proud child of both parents. Being a man who wants to try and work hard to be what he aspires to be,” said Bisma who said her hope for the child later.
“Oh, yes Darling ... tomorrow afternoon I take out yes,” continued Bisma who told Kanaya that he would take his wife out.
Kanaya nodded, “Where is Mas?” ask her husband.
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The next day …
After returning home from work, Bisma took Kanaya and the baby Aksara to a place that she had kept secret first. Of course this place was a place he had built himself, he made his own designs, and this place he would dedicate to his beloved wife and son.
However, the man remained silent and did not say where he was taking Kanaya and Aksara at the moment.
“Where are we going Mas?” asked Kanaya who seemed to not know the direction taken by her husband.
Bhishma just kept quiet, she just smiled a little and continued to drive forward her car. He thought at this time, the more his wife was curious it felt like it would get better.
Until not long ago, the car entered a housing that was not too far from Jaya Corp and the Hospital where Bisma worked. Later, Bisma stopped her car at a trellis gate with black paint.
“Whose place is this, Mas? Your friend?” ask Kanaya again.
This time Bisma shook her head, the man wrapped his hands around his wife's waist and took her into the building.
Once the gate has been opened, a two-story house with a spacious courtyard is seen. The modern Mediterranean-style house stands beautifully with a blend of white and brown paint. The Mediterranean architectural style is synonymous with buildings in Greece and Spain, buildings bathed in sunlight.
Kanaya was wide-eyed to see the building that looks so luxurious, “This is whose house is Mas? Very good architect,” he said that was so amazed by the house in front of him.
Bisma smiled, then she handed a key to Kanaya, “This is home for you, dear ...for the three of us,” he said calmly.
Kanaya also had no power to shed her tears, not thinking that her husband would give her an immeasurable surprise in the form of a house with a luxurious Mediterranean concept.
“Our house?” asked Kanaya tearfully.
“Ya, our home. We will soon move here, given the increasingly large Aksara and requires a wider space of movement. If we still live in the apartment pity Aksara. He also needs fresh air, direct sunlight into the house, and this yard can play. How do you like?” ask the man to his wife.
Without cue, Kanaya also hugged the body of her husband who is still carrying the Aksara, “Makasih many Mas. This is beautiful and luxurious,” said the woman with tears.
“Sama-sama Dear. This is a new palace for the three of us and maybe our child later if you want to get pregnant again, we build our household and fill it with love, ” replied Bisma while embracing his wife's shoulder.