The 40 Days of the Natiphas
It's improving

I am so happy because all the problems have been solved, the difficult times have been passed together. Although we are still mourning the passing of the Mother Kejora, but at least there are lessons learned. 

I smiled as I looked back at my husband's cheerful face, a new relationship began to form between the sons of one father. Pleasure after the test I received, I now reap the fruits of my patience. 

"Are you ready, huh?" 

"I'm ready, what about Dad? Are you ready?" 

"It." I nodded and walked out of the room, of course picking up my father-in-law in a wheelchair. While the Blue mas carrying Kanaya who can now lie on his stomach, time passes quickly and does not feel that my son is five months old. 

I held the doorknob and I opened it a little, seeing Star father hurriedly wiping his tears. I pretended not to see it, maybe guilt made it so. At first glance he gasped when he found me already at the door, but immediately thought positively if I did not see him cry. 

"When are you there?" 

"Well, are you ready?" 

"It." 

I feel very sorry for my husband's family, the loss of the Mother of the Corruption leaves a wound in everyone's heart. I can only pray that my mother-in-law will be placed by His best side, that every good prayer will come back to myself. 

Everyone stared at the navel that began to grow grass, White and Blue mas cleaned it while I held Kanaya who was now more and more active in moving. 

"Mother, Blue is sorry. Really, at that time the Blue mind is controlled by anger until it forgets to think clearly. May you calm down there." 

We shed tears, being there for only a few minutes because of the pity of the star father and Kanaya. 

Then, we also took turns to the house of Iren who is now my sister-in-law. Time goes by so fast that the grudge has faded and all that remains is affection. 

"How's Desi's mother?" I deliberately asked directly, willing to visit but not allowed to remember the trauma and severe depression that did not allow strangers to come swooping. 

"Thank God, it's getting better." 

"Yes. Oh yeah, when did you give Kanaya a sister?" 

Uhuk

I coughed at Iren's question. "Kanaya is a child." My answer is shame. "When do you get married?" 

Uhuk

Now replace Iren who coughed, then we laughed together to make others curious. 

"I'm still at home." 

I know, even though Iren has made peace with his bad past, it's still painless. She's traumatized as marriage, but who would accept it if she decided not to marry. 

"When do you want to be single?" chirps of Blue mas who turned out to approach us and heard our chat. 

"Like Mba dong, how come you're a sewot." Cetus Iren's.

"Do I want to know my friend Mba?" the Blue Goda who was smiling mischievously at Iren. 

"God, the last time you knew Mba with your friend, make Mba more choosy to be single." 

I chuckled at their interaction, my husband's ignorant and cheerful attitude had returned again. I couldn't help but laugh as Blue repeatedly persuaded Mba Iren to get married. 

"Come on Mba, losing time with me." 

"Losing? You haven't got any kids yourself, lose out on where." 

"That's Kanaya, my son."