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Thaha
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My hands are still busy dialing Louis' number, I've been trying to reach him since this morning, but none of my calls are connected.


even Mommy and Elisha were the same, none of them raised my call


worry......?


sure


I'm sure Louis will be fine


but, it's not as busy as usual.whatever Louis he'll keep telling me, or he'll gladly take my call.even when the conditions are important meeting though, he said, Louis will take my call.


if he can't speak for a long time, Louis will ask permission to turn off the connection once I find out


or if he can't hold the HP at all, he'll tell me first, at least Elisha or Mommy will replace Louis to talk to me


but this, I've tried everything, not even the twins picked up my phone


what is this.....?


disturbing emotions began to haunt my mind, not to mention knowing the condition of Italy is amazingly scary, making my feelings more and more unreasonable


although I know Louis and his family live on a separate island far from the city center, it is not impossible that the spread of the virus will get there


as I was struggling with anxiety in my heart, Elio's crying voice suddenly echoed, leaving me who was trying to contact Louis aghast.


with a reflex I ran from the living room to the back garden where Elio was playing with Absyar


I reached the back garden and saw Elio who was in the sling of Absyar crying, in his hand there were some bloody patches


I approached him to make sure Elio's hand didn't have any serious injuries


"here is Mommy" I carry Elio in my arms, my hands constantly giving gentle strokes trying to calm Elio who is still crying


when Elio's cries had begun to subside, and Elio was calmer


I checked Elio's hand with cuts and bloodstains


"it's ok, Elio is strong. We clean the wound...?"


my foot stepped into the kitchen to clean Elio's injured hand, and Absyar was still trailing behind me


maybe he's still worried about Elio's situation


"why dear....? elio's hand is bleeding.....?" Elio was silent


I asked Elio who was now leaning comfortably in my arms


"Elio's hand why baby....?" I asked Elio


"datoh, Mommy" Elio replied softly


"sick....?" I don't know if Elio is currently in pain, I just want to add his Indonesian vocabulary is very minimal, he said, in addition to the very distinctive pronunciation makes me have to introduce every word to Elio often


"sick" Elio nodded slowly


" elio's hand why the deck....?" after getting an answer from Elio, I turned to ask Absyar who was behind me, as I tried to clean Elio's wound


"tadi Elio wants to catch a big cat, uh the cat runs away, finally Elio lost balance.nyungsep deh"


" cat.....? we never had a deck cat, where did it come from....?" I was confused for a while, but when I remembered that the side of the back door was very possible for the cat to slip from there, I did not ask further



After I made sure there was no dust or sand attached to the wound, I brought Elio to sit in the living room


"Mommy treat the wound, don't cry. it will hurt, Elio patient ok....? say God, if Elio feels the pain, okay.....?"


" hiks... pain.... Mommy" Elio pitted with Curved lips, ready to cry back


"say God Baby, be patient. Elio was strong" I tried to strengthen Elio who was ready to cry


"Allah" her lips that had originally curved down Elio paled, now her tiny lips continue to say "Allah" whenever pain greeted her skin


"good boy"


my hand gave a gentle sweep to Elio's head


after I finished dressing Elio's wound, I slowly brought his hand which was covered in bandages to put a kiss there.


fortunately the wound was not too deep, only small scratches, but because Elio's skin was very white to make the scratches and blood spots look more clear


"smart Abys nephew" Absyar's hand stretched out to pinch Elio's puffed cheek


while Elio who gets a hot pinch from Absyar as usual will shout "Ndak'o Abys" as his mainstay sentence


I always try to get Elio to know my habits, introduce how I move every day


I did that because I hoped Elio would get used to my activities, knowing how a Muslim should spend every second of his time saying to Allah


to spend every second of the ration of life that God lent to worship Allah, to make all forms of activity worthwhile with Allah, and to live life as God created man.


"I did not create jinn and men except that they might worship Me,"


(QS. Zariyat 56)


even I tried to teach Elio that whatever our activities should be worth a reward, even if it is just to sit, sleep, and eat. let alone other activities that are more than that, especially, everything must be worth a reward to Allah


"sadi...? mimic Mommy...?" Elio asked with an adorable pleading gaze.


ignoring the hands of Absyar who still mengoel-noel his cheeks


"can. can you mimic it while joining Mommy njai....?" I asked again, trying to make an appointment with Elio so that Elio would get used to the mutual relationship


Elio nodded with excitement


"still remember Mommy's message....?" I began to ask about the rules I had agreed with Elio when I was fussing or was teaching


Elio nodded in response


"No cry, don't play on Mommy's phone, don't play toys that can distract Mommy. No scream, ask nice if I want something, if I'm bored I can play with Abys after asking Mommy's permission"


(no crying, no playing with HP Mommy. not playing a toy that will disturb mommy.no yelling, ask well when want something, do not, if Elio is bored Elio can play with the Abys after getting permission from Mommy)


Elio began to say the rules that we have agreed on. not only does Elio actually have rules when I was fussing or in the middle of the event


but I also have rules for me. When Elio is busy, like me who should not interfere when Elio is in his playing hours. or when Elio was cool with his gadget.


Elio can play HP or tablet 1 hour in one week of course with supervision.just to introduce Elio about technology.but Elio more often use his time playing gadgets to compose Lego and puzzle. though Lego and the puzzle that Elio has is a medium for Elio to learn.he does not really like to play gadgets


I can go in to play with him, ask for his attention or ask Elio something in his playtime as long as Elio has given permission


At first it is very difficult. because for children every time is a time to play, and every place is a vehicle to play it. but as time goes by with habituation. although it must be often reminded and repeated about the rules


"good boy" I kissed Elio's head, as a gift for being a good boy.


studying Islam, learning about the laws in Islam is my obligatory activity, which I certainly would not have missed only a while ago when I was in Italy, several times I had permission not to attend the study, not because I wanted to, but my health condition made it quite difficult at the time.The memory of Italy made me recall Louis


how's it going.....?


can he be contacted.....?


or still can't....?


what the hell is going on.....?


although my ears were wide open to listen to my teacher's explanation, but not to my mind which was now exploring freely.wondering where Louis was now....?


"ILO, haaaiiii" Egan's loud Sura echoed in place of the voice of the ustadzah who was explaining


he is Egan. a new friend of Elio who Elio never met in person. his real name is Erdogan Fahmi. somehow since when the name Erdogan can change to Egan


Elio was even worse, he casually called Erdogan by the name "Edan". who the Javanese Edan said means "crazy", it would be unpleasant to the uminya.


just like Elio who always likes to change people's names. Egan is also the same, he always called Elio as ILO.


baby tongue is a little dangerous for stomach health. Too much laughter can cause stomach cramps


hearing Egan's shrill voice overpower the ustadzah's voice, Elio who was originally nursing behind Khimar quickly came out of hiding


and my hand swiftly helped him, as well as to make sure that my aurat was not revealed


"Mommy, Edan" Elio's tone of voice asked for permission. Elio's hand pointed at the screen that displayed my Ustadzah face


I know he wants to chat with Egan, even though their language sounds like an alien language that is difficult to understand, somehow Elio and Egan like they can understand it


"later, if the salary is finished, can...?" I reminded Elio again that now is not the time to play


"how long....?" Elio raised to his ten fingers ready to count, though it was often wrong what to expect from a child less than two years old


what is certain is that Elio can understand, if the number of fingers bent more means he takes longer to be patient


I bent almost all of his fingers, and left only one index finger


it was taken by Elio


different Elio is different from Egan, the more he did not get a response from Elio because my audio was turned off, the sound was getting shrill, until the ustadzah had to turn off his audio. whereas we just had a little more done


erdogan or Egan is the only son of Avi. ustadzah who fills the class today


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