
The age of the content of Misela is only entering the fifth month, but Misela has been difficult to do activities such as praying or taking something that is positioned below. Misela had to ask for help, if she had to squat she would have trouble waking up. Because Misela was pregnant with three babies, her stomach was different from those who were only pregnant with one baby.
This morning it was a little cold because it rained all night. The rainy season has arrived because every night it has often rained.
Misela was tired of sitting too long to do dzikir dawn ahirnya immediately rose from her seat with difficulty because Dzakir is still too focused to be asked for help, Misela immediately lay on the bed.
After a few minutes Dzakir was finished with his worship. Dzakir approached Misela, dyed her forehead and stroked her wet unraveling hair.
"Darling, don't sleep anymore is not good for health. Let's go for a walk. He said it was good for you. The air is also seger loh."
Feeling that the body is so tired and achy Misela slightly stretched his muscles because of the action of Dzakir who must increase the body's immunity at night.
"Mas, tomorrow is the holiday first. I think my body is sealing because of you."
"Where can I just take a day off, hehe. Later malem change style yes, it is good also he said to make a birth canal. This part of the season will taste cold-cold hehe."
"Yes it's delicious Mas, but the ashes are all pegels."
"Mas pijitin yes later. Let's take a morning walk first let you hurry too, dear."
Misela followed Dzakir's words and woke up from her sleep. Dzakir led her slowly down the stairs.
"Darling, don't wear sandals."
"Iihh slovenly Mas is afraid to step on the dirt."
"Leave to wash feet hee Mas also do not wear sandals really."
Again Misela obeyed her husband. Although actually uncomfortable and amused.
Dzakir held Misela's hand while occasionally turning to her and then looking straight ahead.
"Darling, look at that there are other pregnant mothers too." Dzakir shows a mother walking with her husband.
Misela just smiled.
"It turns out there are still many husbands like you. A faithful man with his wife accompanies the times as they are today."
Dzakir just smiled and then Dzakir greeted the mothers he pointed at earlier.
"Good Morning, sir. The streets too." Sapa Dzakir's.
"Good Morning, too, sir. Yes my wife has opened two but said midwife tell me to go for a walk as long as I can."
"Wah already want to give birth sir, hopefully smooth delivery yes."
"thank you. We continue again."
Dzakir just nodded and they passed.
"It looks like his stomach is just as big as mine." Misela looked at the back of the married couple who had passed away.
"The color of our son is three and he's one dear." Dzakir rubbed his wife's stomach and asked her to walk again.
"Aduuhh duh...!" Misela suddenly felt a very strong movement in her stomach.
"Why baby, what's wrong?" As fast as lightning Dzakir held his stomach and crouched down.
"So your child is very fast motion Mas until it feels pierced to the waist. Usually just slow."
"Past anyway. I think how to try to hold."
"Well, I'm not moving anymore."
"Mas prank dong's nails."
"Hahaha, there are you."
Dzakir kissed Misela's stomach again.
"Daddy's kids, don't make Momy shocked dong, miss Momy and be in pain too."
Dzakir rubbed Misela's stomach again and the movement came back.
Dzakir shed his tears. For the first time Dzakir felt the movements of his children.
"Son, thank you for responding to Daddy."
Again Dzakir kissed Misela's stomach.
"You're so gentle. Surely your children would be proud to have a father like you. Even if you're never too high-pitched to talk to me."
"Mas won't hurt a woman like you, dear."
Dzakir kissed Misela's forehead. Of course happiness was on their faces.
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"Assalamu'alaikum."
Misela walked to the front of the house to see who was coming.
"Wa'alaikum... Umi's... Oh, how are you?"
The two women kissed each other and entered the house and sat back on the sofa.
"I can't wait from yesterday to come here, son." Said Mr. Surya.
"Can't you dines this hour nganter Umi here?"
"Let's relax again."
"How are Umi's grandchildren? Not bad, Umi's grandson?"
Umi Dzakir stroked Misela's stomach slowly and stuck her head on her stomach.
"Thank God they're all right, Umi."
Misela's reply made Umi and her Abi astonished.
"They're who?" Ask Abi.
"Alhamdulillah Umi and Abi will have three grandchildren at once."
"Allah hu Akbar. You're pregnant with three kids, son?" Umi stuck her head in Misela's stomach.
"Yes Umi Alhamdulillah directly in love three, after we had to try hard to get her. One of them is very happy. It's in love three at a time. But her gender is not yet guessable."
"Sorry, dear Umi." Umi hugged her daughter-in-law.
"Sorry what Umi is for?" Misela returned a hug and stroked the back of her Mother-in-law.
"I'm sorry for everything, son. Moreover, Umi previously asked Dzakir to marry again. Umi was so guilty of hurting your feelings, son."
"It's Umi, it's all over. Now is not the time to be sad. But it's time to be happy. I am so grateful that God has given such abundant happiness. I have Abi and Umi who love me very much. I even have a wonderful husband like Mas Dzakir. Thank you very much Umi for giving birth and caring for Mas Dzakir for Misela."
"Son, you are indeed a sholeha woman. Dzakir is so lucky to have a wife like you."
Umi Dzakir hugged Misela again.
"You must take care of your health, son, if you need anything, don't hesitate." Said Mr. Surya.
"No Abi, Misela doesn't need anything. Misela being able to live happily with all of you is more than enough for Misela. Mas Dzakir is also always sprightly in any case. Not to mention Bik Sri and Bi Sum who never blinked to see Misela."
Bik Sum and Bik Sri who had been listening to the conversation was also grim.
"Oiya this Umi brought pear, the same as other fruits. Please wash it Bik."
Bik Sum and Bik Sri approached Umi Dzakir and took the fruits.
"Pear peelin for Misela yes Bik. The new fruit came earlier, still a lot."
The conversation continued until Dzakir returned home.
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