The Story of the Children of the Juragan
203. Bloemenmarkt Park
A much different atmosphere, being passed by Leon and Fatim. Not long after Wulan and her husband came to her house to say goodbye, the two also joined his parents to go for a walk.
Mama Margaretha told her son to be more careful. His wife is now pregnant young. Which means he can't be too tired.
Leon shook his head at the advice of his mother who looked like she was reading a novel. There is never an end, and it is always connected.
After making sure no words came out of his mother's mouth, Leon and Fatim got into the car.
"Where are we going, brother?"
"That's confidential. If I tell you now. You will refuse." Leon smiled faintly.
"Don't tell me Leon's brother wants to take me to the hotel again." Fatim smashed his lips.
"I don't know." Leon chuckled, which made Fatim start to get upset with him.
"Know that we're home alone, brother."
"Don't pout, the beauty will be gone, you know." Leon tried to grab his wife's chin, but it didn't work. Because the woman had already avoided.
Taking a trip of almost two hours, making both of them quite tired. But it was replaced by a stunningly beautiful scene in plain sight.
Leon did not bring Fatim to the hotel. Instead of taking him to Bloemenmarkt.
After parking his car, the two walked along to the tourist spot. Leon held Fatim's hand tightly.
Bloemenmarkt is a floating flower market in the world. It is located between Muntplein and Koningsplein on the southern edge of the Singel canal. The place was founded in 1862.
Seven days in one week, the load flower seller stands with all the famous flowers and lights in the Netherlands. Bloemenmarkt comprises more than a dozen florist and garden shops as well as stall shops.
Although the local shop residents here too, the market is mainly designed to meet the needs of tourists.
The lamps offered for sale have been designated as ready for export, so visitors can purchase tulips, daffodils, narcissus and other bulbs as a lasting memento of their trip to Amsterdam.
Of course, with all its beauty, making Fatim unable to blink his eyes. He enjoyed being at that tourist spot.
Both hands, he stretched out, while inhaling deeply as fragrant as the various flowers in the garden.
Leon smiled at his wife, who was smiling.
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Out of pity to see Natalie accompany her husband alone in the hospital, Wulan and her family accompanied him for quite a while.
Salman as the younger one, bought a variety of snacks for Natalie to enjoy. Because she can't leave her husband alone.
Meanwhile they returned to the grand house. While waiting for the departure time of the plane that will go to the next Indo.
Wulan shed her body that felt sore, because she sat all day. Soon, the pregnant mother immediately floundered unconscious, and entered the dreamland.
Salman could only shake his head, looking at his wife's behavior. Then he dropped down beside her.
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After completing the Maghrib prayer, they again left for the airport with grandma and grandpa.
Along the way, Grandma continued to advise her two grandchildren to always keep the womb well.
Salman and Wulan nodded, and listened carefully to the advice, with no intention of refuting it. Because it was all for the good of his little family.
Grandpa and grandma led them to the place of departure. They hugged each other and returned a message.
"Titip granddaughter and great-grandchild yes, Sal. Don't forget, you should always tell us. Especially when giving birth. We'll be there to see him. I can't wait to hold on to that great-grandchild."
"In shaa Allah, Salman will look after our wife and future baby as best we can. Pray for us too."
"Hem." Grandpa patted Salman on the shoulder.
After satisfied farewell, Salman and Wulan walked away from the grandpa and grandma who were still staring back at him, heading to the garbarata bridge.
"here. You leaned on my shoulder instead of leaning on the fuselage." Salman patted her shoulder, smiling.
**
At exactly six o'clock, the plane that Salman and Wulan were on landed safely, at the international airport.
Both of them walked towards the place of arrival. Smile, and the hands waving from the rest of the crowd are their families.
"Alhamdulillah. Finally you guys arrived." said mommy and Daddy together. They throw each other smiles and hold on tightly. As if I hadn't seen each other in a long time.
Salman's family also picked them up. Because they miss both so much. Especially miss the fat belly of Wulan.
After being satisfied to let go of longing, they walked hand in hand towards the parked car. Wulan wasn't allowed to carry her own suitcase. Because they don't want him to be exhausted.
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