THE NANNY
171. Graceful

PoV Aryan

Bismillah. I gave a name to my second child, while I blew the crowns with prayer.

Aqila Sabrina Princess

"May you be a beautiful and intelligent and wise daughter of papi, son."

The little one who was sleeping after full suckling, seemed to review a thin smile as if his instincts heard a soft whisper from the Papi. Andina and I smiled at the response of the cute baby Aqila.

Still cute is smart.

All the families are home by 2 am. Only me and Mom stayed, accompanying Andina who was now asleep, tired.

I also fell asleep on the couch. Only I was still awake sitting in a chair accompanying my wife and the little one sleeping in the box. Although tired, but these eyes do not want to be closed. Still imagined how the struggle of Andina during childbirth earlier, until the baby came out red covered in blood. The red streak on the arm due to Andina's strong grip was nothing compared to the pain she was in during labor.

I'm more and more devoted to Mama and Mama. Mama has conceived and raised me with a full outpouring of affection without the help of a nanny. That is why I also do not want children to be cared for by baby sitters, besides being afraid to see the bad news about the baby sitter case that is currently viral.

Mama always accompanied me to study and brought teachers to teach at home. I felt the results of Mama's success in educating me, to become me like this. Although I was wrong in choosing a life partner, but from there I can learn to take wisdom.

And, Mother. She is also a great mother who has formed a beautiful, gentle, and righteous woman who is now my wife. I am so grateful for the grace that God has given me.

MashayAllah. I'm not tired of staring at my adorable little princess. He became the hero who helped pass the last Pitung's vengeance, ridiculous but happy. Break it down, everyone doesn't experience the first night. "Haha...That's bad of me"

"But why haven't you slept?" Apparently Andina was awake. He looked at me who was fixing the baby Aqila blanket.

"Bag, baby. Soon the dawn. Then sleep after dawn..."

After drinking a glass of water, I told Andina to continue sleeping, so that her energy would recover and be refreshed. I kissed her forehead fondly, the woman who had sacrificed to nurture and educate Athaya like her own biological child.

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At 8 am the noise when the door was opened made baby Aqila aghast for a moment in Andina's lap. Baby Aqila had just suckled, until she fell asleep again in the mother's cradle.

"Mama.mana adek..." It was Athaya who rushed to open the door and made a row because of her screams. He came with Marisa and Celine who did not come last night because she accompanied Athaya at home.

"This boy just woke up already whining to come here," shoot Marisa who was also diyakan by Celine.

Andina, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiled as she tidied up Athaya's hair, which went straight up to the bed. "You want to kiss Ade, Ma..." Athaya looks up to ask for Mama Andin's approval.

"By honey, but slow down, let the adek not be surprised."

Athaya's clear eyes sparkled, with his instincts unfortunately he kissed the sister's cheeks and forehead with caution.

Marisa and Celine are thrilled to see a cute little baby, the hen falls asleep as Mom helps Andina move her to the box. Marisa and Celine have not dared to hold a baby whose age is not yet that day, afraid of carrying one, he said.

"When I follow, I'm excited to see baby Aqila..." Celine looked at me with hope. Almost a year after her wedding, Celine is still waiting for God's grace.

"Patience Cel Ma'am, hopefully next month is positive!" Andina motivates Celine to stay optimistic.

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Two nights in the hospital, Andina was able to return home. Mama and Papa were already waiting on the terrace when the car arrived in the courtyard. Mama seemed to be impatient to hold her second grandchild until she met when Ms. Desi just got out of the car.

"Mom Desi, here let me be the fat one.du du du du Oma's beautiful grandson...." Mama took over the baby Aqila, cradling her into the house. The little one had already stolen the attention of his grandparents, patiently waiting for their turn. Until the Father of Revelation can turn to fondle the last. And the little one still sleeps even though the boisterous atmosphere of the adults sounds cheerful, he only responds with small squirms with his eyes closed.

"You want celita, ade smooth dengelin ya...." Athaya fell on her stomach while propping her chin up next to the sleeping baby Aqila in the middle of the bed.

"This is a sluggish mouse...." With serious mimicry Athaya began the fairy tale he had heard from Mama Andin. The sister's eyes only softened when she heard her brother's voice, then continued to be closed.

"There are some rats that have been a few hours do not eat if they do not have food. Syudah dig-cali also nda there.suntil the body of the mouse becomes kulus....."

In the story, Athaya plays his legs up and down.

"Hmmm.shuatu hali, rats found a basket containing corn. Inside the basket was a small hole, the mouse crawled mashyuk inside. Teluuuuss.kalena very lapal, rats eat with glutinous lacquer until the body is fat, like this..."

Athaya changed his position to sit down, practicing hands to form a circle in the stomach of the sign of the mouse becoming fat. Of course, baby Aqila did not see it, she brushed her henchmen, only a smile rose on her tiny lips. Hopefully that's a sign the brother seneng heard his brother tell a story.

"Teluuss..what is it? kaka forgot..." Athaya turned to the sofa, where her parents watched her behavior with smiles.

"Continue, because the body is very fat, the mouse has difficulty getting out of the basket. Until the rat yelled, asked the other rat who was outside the basket" Andina immediately connected, looking at Athaya's gesture as if asking for help.

"My dear Mama, I remember....!" Athaya put her finger on her lips so Mama Andin wouldn't continue. Athaya will touch him.

"Hi friend, I want to kelual..gimana how? his friend's rat said, if you want to climb a kelual in the basket, you're fine waiting for your body to be smooth again...." "Holeee..the story's over..."

Athaya cheered, then kissed the cheek of Aqila who returned to smile.

"So from the rat story, we learned. So people should always be grateful, not greedy. Isn't that right, brother?" Andina reminds Athaya of the wisdom behind the story. Athaya nodded strongly.

"Darling, it was like that when you were looking up to Athaya?" ask Arya. His hands clenched his wife's shoulders and gently massaged her.

"The outline of the story is correct, Papi. The sister repeated more briefly in her own language. It's like foam, it's easy to absorb everything he hears."

"Of course it's because mom's great like you. Thank you dear.I always fall in love with you many times." Aryan's friendly kiss landed on the wife's cheeks and lips. Andina rested her head on her husband's chest, a place that gave him comfort and protection.

Athaya and Aqila, they're in bed. The brother seemed to love his little sister. Swipe his tiny hand on the blanket of the brother, instead make him yawn many times and join closed next to his sister who was first henchman in his deep. Baby Aqila will only wake up if she is thirsty. Usually 2 hours once he will whine and even cry loudly asking for his nutritional rations.

Sakinah, it means tranquility.

Households that are not filled with the Science of Religion, forever will never be a family sakinah.

Sakinah family is not a family without problems, but they are skilled at managing conflict into a fruit full of wisdom.

...EXPIRE...

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Thankfully, the first season 1 work is over. Thank you so many curious readers, for your attention and appreciation of this novel. Sorry if there is a typo, if it does not match expectations, even if there are inappropriate terms. Author is also an ordinary human who does not escape from wrong & khilaf.

The lesson in it is advice to me. There is no intention to patronize friends readers all, I'm all right....

Thanks for giving.

Warm regards & hugs onlen for all 😍

Me Nia