Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Four Monthly Events 1
Since the morning of the Wibisono family residence has been preoccupied with various preparations to hold a four-monthly event of Khaira's pregnancy.
The living room section has been decorated in such a way with White Roses and Tulips, combined with a variety of fresh foliage and lights. Not to forget also the catering section prepares various food menus for invited guests.
Meanwhile, Mother Ranti and Mother Dyah have prepared the dress code that they will wear. The dress of the ice blue lace with sequins around the chest will be worn by Khaira and her parents. While the Fathers will wear a batik shirt with a blend of ice blue colors, so it looks harmonious with their respective partners.
By noon, Khaira and Radit arrive at the Wibisono family residence. They seemed surprised by the preparations made by the various parties. Slowly Radit took his wife out of the car and into the Wibisono family home. "What will the study be like? It's a real game." asked Khaira observing around the house so crowded.
"I don't know either, said Dad just some relatives of the same employees from his office only Dad." replied Radit.
Once inside the house, Khaira had been greeted by their parents and in-laws. "Eh, Bumil has arrived. You are even more beautiful, Khai... Let's not let the baby is a girl, because you are more beautiful, clean." muttered Mother Dyah while hugging her child.
Khaira smiled as she rubbed her stomach and squeaked. "You women or men are the same Mother... We are grateful to have been given God the opportunity and the trust to be a parent" Khaira replied.
Radit nodded his head. "Khaira is indeed more beautiful Mother, Radit aja until falling in love continues with Khaira." joked Radit who actually got a pinch in his stomach by the wife.
"Aws... Pain dong Darling. Instead of being pinched mending dearly." said Radit while holding his stomach affected by pinching from his wife.
"Yes, you go to the room. Later you go down first, Dit, meet the guest in half an hour. Khaira will descend with Mother. You wait under me." Bunda Ranti gave instructions to Radit about the four-month study event later.
Nodding, the two entered the room on the second floor. There are clothes available for Khaira and Radit.
"You want to change batik shirts now or later?" ask Khaira as soon as they have reached the room.
"What's the record, honey? I'm the same as you." replied Radit.
"So Mother said, Mas went down first after half an hour, right? Yes used now not papa Mas, say hello to this abis the relatives and temen Mas office on coming." said Khaira.
"Yes, help wear it, yes." he said as he rolled his eyes at Khaira.
Khaira just shook her head. "The promise is Papa Radit.." said Khaira while giggling amusedly.
Eventually Khaira helped her husband wear a batik shirt. Her fingers buttoned one by one, Khaira occasionally stole a glance at her husband.
"Why the hell, honey, steal a look at me? I'm cute, huh?" Radit taunts his wife, who is caught stealing a look at him.
"Don't steal a look, look at it. Free for you" he said while giving a sweet smile that actually makes Khaira's face more red.
"Knowledge huh Mas? So embarrassed of me." Khaira chuckled as she turned her face away. "Udah done. His batik shirt, colors and motifs match Mas. Well, you're like the Prince of Sugar of Java, Mas." seduced Khaira while holding her husband's arm.
"You seduced me, huh Yang? Look out for it later." said Radit while trying to steal a kiss on his wife's lips.
However, their chatter and jokes stopped, because the two Mothers who entered the room.
"It's over, are you there first?" Mother Ranti told her son to go down first.
Radit landed a kiss of affection on his wife's forehead, before he went down. "I went down first, baby." she said, and then came out of the room.
"Let's love, we help you give a little" said Mother Ranti.
Khaira also changed her clothes with clothes that her family had prepared. Then Bunda Ranti curled Khaira's hair. Put some flowers there. Meanwhile, Khaira also slightly used makeup with a flawless impression on her face. The last touch, Mother Dyah covered the plain ice blue veil just to cover Khaira's hair.
"Goddessa... Beautiful Mother's child. Just a simple shouldered and thin makeup is already very beautiful you, Khai.." said Mother Dyah and Mother Ranti to Khaira.
Afterwards with Mother Ranti on the right and Mother Dyah on the left, Khaira down to the living room that has been decorated in such a way.
As soon as Khaira came down the stairs, all eyes were on her. Radit, her husband. His eyes did not turn to look at his wife who was so beautiful and the stomach that began to pop showing the baby bump.
Once in the middle room, both Mothers then gave one hand Khaira to Radit and let the two sit side by side.
An Ustad prayed the following prayer. "O Allah, may You protect my baby as long as it is in my womb, Give him health with me. Verily, You are the Healer. There is no health other than the health that You give, health that does not end with other diseases. O Allah, form him in his mother's belly in a beautiful form and establish his heart in faith in You and Your Apostle. O Allah, take him out of his mother's belly at his birth easily in safety and with a beautiful and perfect form. O Allah, make him a healthy and perfect child, a wise man, a pious man, and willing to put his knowledge into practice."
Khaira shed a few tears, as the relatives and invited guests who were present agreed to the prayers.
"Amen... Growing up healthy, complete, and perfect in your belly, baby." Khaira prayed in her heart while stroking her stomach.
Even so with Radit, hearing the flow of prayers that flowed beautifully and had a meaning and excellent hope for his baby, Radit was very touched. Deep in his heart he also expected his baby to grow healthy, complete, and perfect in the womb of his wife. In addition, Radit also asked for strength for his wife during pregnancy, may Allah send forth until delivery later.
Once the prayers are over. The event continued with a meal together. For a moment both Radit and Khaira sat with each other. "You are so beautiful, dear. I feel like I'm in love again with you" he said with a look that only looked at the beautiful face of the wife. "May the prayers recited hear Allah. You and our son are both healthy, my dear. Love U Khaira." he said sincerely with lips that showed his best smile for his beloved wife.