The 2nd Wedding

The 2nd Wedding
Chapter 11


"I hope you want to understand my current situation Nan. I am still grieving, especially my daughter is currently sick. I hope you don't expect much from me" Refan said as Kinan grabbed his bag he had brought from home.


After Kinan was silent for a moment, he was surprised by the first sentence Refan spoke after they got married. Before Kinan entered the bathroom Kinan looked at the man who had just been her husband for an hour.


"I'm sorry... I don't have to be afraid, I don't expect much from this household. I just fell in love at first sight with your daughter and I promised to look after her and nurture her" Kinan replied.


Kinan immediately walked into the bathroom to change the dress he was wearing to get married earlier. Kinan looked at the mirror inside the bathroom.


Without realizing it, her tears flowed. It hurts to hear Refan's words. Without having to say Refan, Kinan had also never thought about what the future of their household would be like. Kinan just wanted to take care of that tiny baby named Naila.


Kinan heard Naila's cry from outside. She immediately wiped her tears and changed her dress. After all, Kinan came out of the bathroom.


He saw Refan holding his daughter but the little baby continued to cry incessantly.


"Here Mas Nailnya let me be fat" pinta Kinan.


As Refan was already panicking with the sound of Naila's crying he finally handed Naila over to Kinan.


Kinan held Nila while sholawat.


"Darling to stop crying, Mama is here. You now have Mama" said Kinan as he stroked the little baby's cheek gently.


Naila stopped crying and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep. Refan witnessed the incident.


Kinan was really able to take care of his daughter, even he could quickly silence Naila's cries. Usually her mother or sister Refan took a long time to stop Naila's crying.


After Naila fell asleep slowly Kinan placed her back on the bed. Kinan looked at all the items Naila had on the nightstand by the bed.


Kinan immediately made milk in a milk bottle, before he read the dosage for Naila's age. After finishing the new Kinan gave it to the sleeping Naila.


The instinct of the baby, even though he fell asleep still his lips sucked the milk bottle until it ran out.


"You were crying because you were thirsty, baby, I'm sorry you didn't know" Kinan gently stroked Naila's head.


Naila is back to sleep. Kinan immediately washed the Naila milk bottle to keep it clean.


"Susu Naila lives a little Mas, tomorrow I shop Naila equipment yes" Kinan told Refan.


"I'm with you" replied Refan.


"Keep Naila who's guarding?" ask Kinan.


"We left after Mama came to the Hospital" replied Refan again.


I was so afraid of my son that I was poisoned. You don't have to be so bad thinking Mas, I'm not the bad Stepmom. I wouldn't be able to hurt this innocent little baby. Inner Kinan while watching Naila who was sleeping soundly.


"We just slept on the bed next to Naila, Mom used to be like that too. I'll sleep on the couch" Refan ordered.


Yes, yes, cook you also want to sleep on the bed, not fit. Kinan said in his heart.


"Yes" Kinan replied briefly.


Kinan immediately lay on the bed beside Naila and faced towards Naila as well as towards Refan who was still sitting on the sofa.


For a moment their eyes looked at each other. But Kinan immediately released his gaze towards Naila. He stroked the little baby's cheek gently, before long Kinan also fell asleep next to Naila.


Refan looked at Kinan's already asleep face. Her face was clean and clean of make up. Refan saw Kinan's eyes.


Refan took a lying position on the hospital couch and began to close his eyes. Slowly Refan was also asleep.


"Oeeeeek.... " Naila's crying.


Sontak Kinan woke up and looked at the clock.


I fell asleep, it was almost past the time for Naila to drink milk. He should be crying, he must be very thirsty.


Kinan immediately got up and got out of bed. Then he immediately made milk for Naila. Naila was still crying. His crying voice was very loud.


"Why is he, is his body hot again?" asked Refan who was awakened by the sound of Naila's cry.


Refan immediately sat down and got up to hold Naila.


"He's thirsty, it's time to drink milk" Kinan replied.


The milk for Naila is finished by Kinan.


"Here Mas let me carry, the milk is ready" Kinan pinta.


Refan delivers Naila into Kinan's sling. Kinan immediately gave the milk bottle Naila's mouth.


Naila's cries instantly stopped and she drank greedily.


"It's very thirsty son, sorry Mama overslept so do not know if this Mama's child is thirsty. cup. cup" Kinan patted Naila's butt gently while holding her.


It did not take long because Naila was very thirsty, the milk bottle was immediately used up and the contents moved to the stomach of the tiny baby. After her satiety, Naila fell asleep again.


Kinan put it back on the bed. After Naila returned, Kinan glanced at the wall clock and grabbed his phone. Kinan made an alarm to make a schedule for drinking Naila's milk.


After that Kinan walked to the bathroom to take ablution. Mending me to pray tahajjud, dear if missed, mumpung earlier I have been asleep for a few hours.


Refan was still unable to sleep after hearing his daughter's loud cries. He walked over to his little daughter.


"Pardon me Papa yes, Papa also forgot to make an alarm when drinking your milk. You don't get mad at Papa, and sleep well" Refan kissed the soft cheek of Naila's puffer.


Kinan came out of the bathroom and immediately looked for something in the closet.


"What do you want?" ask Refan.


"You pray tahajjud" replied Kinan.


"Ooo..the qibla is in that direction" said Refan while pointing towards the qibla.


"Thank you" Kinan replied.


Refan again lay on the sofa while Kinan performed the tahajjud circumcision prayer. Kinan prayed fervently.


"O Allah, strengthen the servant in this household, Bless and bless Your mercy. Give Naila health. Punjuki servant of the right path so that this household goes well without hurting anyone also terlabih children. Only to YOU I beg and only to YOU do I ask, O Lord. Aami.... "


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