
Three months passed.Najma content entered the age of four months. Najma continued to work from home, only occasionally to the store. And at home assisted by Bu Ani take care of baby A, sometimes her mother-in-law also come to visit her.
Baby A is seven months old, has increased the puffiness and has been able to play with Dinda.
Tonight Najma prepares Ardi's suitcase for a seminar to the capital. Ardi will be gone for a week. And only this time Ardi went out of town without Najma. Somehow it feels heavy packing clothes and needs Ardi, maybe because he does not want to separate from Ardi.
"Mas.." call Najma. Her husband was busy in front of the laptop.
"Yes Babe, why?" ask Ardi.
"Here Mas, for a moment please look, I want to clear," said Najma. Ardi immediately stood up and drew closer to Najma.
Najma grabs Ardi's arm to get them closer.
"It's the shirt and pants, until the hotel hangs up, yes, it's the underwear, the shoes are here, this is your favorite polo shirt, this is sirwal and a dress for prayer, this is a toiletry, this is a toiletry, this will make Mas skincare, this is a belt,." said Najma.
Ardi just smiled at his wife's words, he grabbed Najma's waist from behind, and stroked their bloated belly with the fruit of their love.
"Mas, it's dreadful..."
"Dear, baby, listen, I must miss you guys." said Ardi while continuing to stroke Najma's stomach.
"We will miss Baba as well." - Najma.
"Babe, you feel this baby girl what's a boy?" ask Ardi, because her gender has not been seen at the time of the last USG examination.
"Ga know Mas, this is the first pregnancy, do not know how the difference is, whether male or female, the important thing is that she is healthy," Najma said expectantly.
"Later if our daughter love the name Nafisah yes .. meaning very valuable, because she is very valuable to us." said Ardi.
"If men...."
"You give me Babe's name, I've closed the suitcase, you rest first, I want to take Akbar at Arya's mas house," said Ardi then kissed Najma's forehead. Najma nodded and smiled.
Akbar from this afternoon was brought by Salma's nanny and invited to play at Arya's house, Akbar is very funny, likes to play with anyone, and follow anyone he knows.
Ardi carried Baby A who was already sleeping on his shoulder.
"Biarin sleeps here napa Ar, kasian still pules that," said Sarah.
"Tomorrow I will stay a long time Mba, so tonight I have to sleep with him" said Ardi.
"Was Najma??"
"That's automatic Mba, we're always together, and it feels heavy, want to leave him, after marriage he always goes wherever I go, this time can not come, this time can not come, there's Akbar moreover she's pregnant,"
"Yes Ar, the weight of the fetus is still lacking as well, so at home, you do not worry, in God I look at Najma every day while you are away,"
"Yes Mba, thank you, I came back first yes, Najma must have been waiting, assalamualaikum," said Ardi.
"Waalaikumussalam" said Sarah then closed the back door after Ardi left.
Tonight Ardi sleeps in the middle of Najma and baby A. They both hugged Ardi.
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Before he got up he first kissed baby A then his beloved wife. But Najma also woke up.
"Nus .."
"You wake up baby, I want to take a shower first" said Ardi.
"For five minutes Mas face here Icha wants to hug Baba." said Najma.
"Icha?" ask Ardi not to understand.
"Icha .. yesa said he wanted to be named Nafisah, called Icha only, our dear call to him," said Najma as she stroked her distended stomach.
"Hmm...if he was born a boy how was Babe?" Ardi leaned his body towards Najma. His left arm as Najma's head pillow, his right hand caressing Najma's belly.
"I think she's a woman Mas, don't know there's some kind of belief that she's a woman" Najma said.
"It's up to you, dear Icha, as long as Baba is gone, don't fuss, don't bother Umma, dear Baba you son," said Ardi invited a fetal chat in Najma's stomach.
"Iya Baba, Icha also love Baba, have Mas, take a bath, I ready her clothes," said Najma then he woke up.
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"What is Rif?" ask Ardi who got the voice call from Arif.
"OK, I'm down now," concluded Ardi.
"Babe, I'm leaving, you're here, Akbar is still sleeping, he must be crying if he wakes up no friend," said Ardi.
"Yes, fii amanillaah, let's say it's nyampe,"
"This is Allah" said Ardi, as he kissed the head of Najma.
This morning Ardi was escorted by Arif to the airport. And Najma and Akbar remained in the room. Somehow Najma was crying, maybe this was the first time they had to be apart for quite a while.
"Mas Ardi .." he said. Then he took a photo album from the closet. Opening the photo album, looking at each photo, starting their application, marriage certificate, until the wedding reception, their faces look happy, until now every month, until now, they took a photo of the two and printed it and then saved it in the album.
Najma also took a magazine with a photo of Ardi wearing surgical room clothes as his cover. Caressing the picture, a sense of pride filled her heart, having a husband that was not only important to her, was also important in her city because Ardi was the only neurosurgeon there.
"Maaa ...." Najma turned towards the voice, apparently baby A was awake and sitting down.
"Akbar is up, son, we go down, take a shower, same as Ms. Ani," said Najma who carried baby A brought him down to the bottom floor.
While below, Bu Ani had prepared breakfast for Najma, and swiftly took baby A from Najma's sling, Bu Ani did not feel good to see Najma whose stomach began to distend carrying the puffed up and very active baby A.
"The same bath bar Bu Ani yes, Mba Najma breakfast is ready, breakfast gih, was also made Ardi Mba Najma milk before leaving," said Bu Ani.
"Well, I'd like to drink milk first if that's it, ma'am" Najma felt overwhelmed, interrupted by Ardi's busyness, every home always making pregnant milk for Najma. The baby is also happier to drink it. After finishing a mug of milk, he put the mug on the kitchen table and his hand accidentally nudged the navy mug that Ardi used to drink coffee.
"Yes!!"
"Mug and Ardi...."