Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Arsyila's Turning One
Days change, weeks change, and months change. The little baby named Arsyila did not feel like a year old.
The first birthday, usually a memorable moment for the child and also his parents. The growth and development of the child starting from birth, reaching each stage of his milestones until reaching the age of one year will be a stage of extraordinary growth and development. Therefore, many parents celebrate birthdays for their children.
Similarly, for Radit and Khaira, they want to remember the moment of increasing the age of their favorite little princess. At least there is a photo that will be a reminder for the two of them later in life.
The night before Arsyila's birthday celebration, Radit is seen looking at his wife with a different view. Khaira, who felt she was being watched, asked her husband.
"Why Mas, I think so." asked Khaira who was accompanying Arsyila to play at the playmart.
Radit, who was sitting on the couch, went down and sat with his wife and son at the playmart. "It's okay Honey ... Arsyila's tomorrow's birthday, you're also a birthday" he said.
Khaira who had not yet asked her husband. "What do you mean?"
Radit smiled too. "You also celebrate a year of being a Mama. It means you're a birthday too, right?" he said that it made Khaira laugh.
Her husband is indeed the most able man, their chat is not limited to talking about Arsyila, a lot of chatter they often do to add family harmony. Indeed, in the household called the inner living is not just a husband and wife relationship, but also various other bonding activities are the implementation of the inner living itself. Holding hands, talking heart to heart, utilizing time between busy activities, all of which are various ways to build household harmony.
"If I'm a birthday, you're a birthday too Mas .. because you're also exactly a year into being a Papa. Papa Radit Arsyila." said Khaira, pinching her husband's cheek. I don't know if she was anxious with her husband so she wanted to pinch his cheek.
"Aw .. Sick Sweetheart. Don't pinch dong. Mending di-sun. I must be more fun." he said while rubbing his cheek.
"Syila Darling ... Look at Papa you are, make Mama gemes." said Khaira while tidying Arsyila's black hair.
Radit laughed too. "Mama likes to go to Arsyila...."
"Birthday for Arsyila we make at home, Mas. Simple, at home with Grandpa Grandma and Eyangnya." said Khaira.
Radit agreed. "Yes, you set it up, honey. We're gonna eat three out, too, don't papa."
Khaira thought of something, she thought she had an idea to celebrate her little daughter's first birthday. "Mas, buy birthday party decoration equipment yuk ..we just decorate ourselves for Arsyila. Wear balloons, ribbons, happy birthday writing too. Later if Arsyila is spoiled, we magic the room in the living room." said Khaira with sparkling eyes revealed his idea to the husband.
"Yes .. I came out first. Send me a message, honey, what should I buy. Balloons, ribbons, and others want what color? Let me buy it." he asked who was ready to stand up and take his car keys.
Khaira had not answered, Radit had already returned his voice. "No need to answer, darling. Pink right?" guess with full confidence.
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The next day was Arsilla's day. A little baby who has started learning to walk at the age of the first is in the middle of a birthday. Mama and her Papa decorated their living room with balloons and other decorative trinkets. Not to forget Radit ordered a birthday cake for his beloved daughter.
By late afternoon, when Radit came home from work with Grandpa Grandma and also Eyang Kakung and Eyang Daughter, Arsyila's birthday was celebrated modestly at home.
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday Arsilla
Happy Birthday to you....
The song, Radit and Khaira and Arsyila blow the birthday cake together. Even if only at home and only celebrated simply, but they will have a beautiful stored memory to commemorate the growth and development of Arsyila.
Not to forget Grandpa and his Grandpa gave a gift to their first grandchild. "Happy birthday, dear Arsyila .. beautiful granddaughter Eyang." said Bunda Ranti while giving a birthday gift to Arsyila.
Even so with his Grandma who also gave gifts to Arsyila. "It's a gift from Grandpa and Grandma. Happy birthday to his grandson Grandma." said Mother Dyah while kissing chubby cheeks of her grandson.
"Arsyila is one year old Khai ... You don't want to give a sister to Arsyila? Let's all bother if you've been using contraception again. If the distance is too long he said it is just like repeating from the beginning again." asked Bunda Ranti who is also embraced by Bunda Dyah.
Before replying, Khaira glanced at her husband sitting before her. "Khaira is not ready Mother .. still traumatized during childbirth yesterday. After all, Arsyila has not been separated from ASI." replied Khaira honestly.
Listening to her daughter-in-law's answer, Mother Ranti nodded her head. "Whoever you are Khai ... If Mother is the important thing to have one more child Khai. If the child is only one, pity the child because he has no brothers at home. So that children learn to share, social intelligence is also trained. In the past, Mommy remembered Radit when he was a child often cry because at home there is no peace. The only thing Radit is Dad and Mommy. He often felt lonely. While in Jogja, he can play with you. After moving in Jakarta, it's hard to get more peace." story Bunda Ranti at length.
Khaira considered the story of her mother. If you say trauma during childbirth, of course Khaira trauma. However, Arsyila also needs a sister who will stimulate her social development.
"Later if Khaira is ready yes Mommy .. at least Arsyila so it can release ASI first. So pass ASI until its S2. After that, try Khaira talk with Mas Radit ya Mommy. If we both talk about the two would be better, Mother ... So Khaira also knows how to advise from Husband." replied Khaira politely.
Mother Ranti also agreed. "Yes, do not make the words of Mother as a burden yes .. do not enter the heart. However Mother loves you. All you have is Khai." said the middle-aged woman sincerely.