
"My grandchildren. You are beautiful, dear." said mama Laura, with a very sparkling face.
Like mommy, she also kissed her first grandchild's face vigorously.
"Mama, that's enough kissing her. Turn with papa dong." protest papa Reyhan.
"Hey, I haven't either. Why are you guys making a storm?" said Daddy Marquez.
Apparently, not only they were scrambling to kiss the little girl. But also the grandma, the grandpa and the third Oma and her opa Salman.
Salman and Wulan could only shake their heads, folding both hands in front of their chests. Seeing their family's behavior.
"Oh my goodness, baby. Looks like they'll be making a fuss like that until morning. We better just stay in the room."
"Well! To room?" repeat Wulan with a slightly loud voice. So that makes them silent and look towards Wulan and Salman.
"You want to make a little sister for your little girl?" ask Daddy to the point.
Salman could only grimace while scratching his head again. Those who had been silent, now chuckled. Wulan blushed her face in embarrassment.
Fortunately, guests started to arrive one by one. So those who had gathered around the little girl, began scattering and lined up neatly to welcome the invited guests.
Of course, the invited guests were amazed, as well as astonished. Because watching the beautiful home decor.
Plus, the uniform worn by the Wulan and Salman couple's family is a very good model, and the motif. They could clearly guess, if the uniform they were wearing, it cost more than millions.
Not only that, the invited guests were also amazed by the appearance of a small baby in the stroller.
They wanted to pinch and kiss the little baby. But, of course, that's a shame for them to do. Finally, the invited guest immediately sat on the chair that had been provided.
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Meanwhile, Fatim's family was also preparing to attend the event. Fatim whose stomach is already quite enlarged. I was busy picking out the clothes I was going to wear that night.
Until finally, he found a white robe whose bottom is very wide. After changing her clothes, Fatim tidied her headscarf. Now it looks perfect.
Leon also wears a white kurta and white trousers. Not to forget he pinned the white peci on his head.
"You're so pretty, baby."
"You're also very handsome, brother. It was fitting to wear the kurta." now it was Fatim's turn to praise her husband.
"Alhamdulillah. It's not in vain that I look like this. Then, tomorrow-tomorrow I go to his office wearing clothes like this only time yes."
Fatim chuckled, then nodded his head.
"Goddess. Who knows, your employees also participated in becoming converts like you, brother. Because no one knows where it came from."
"Yes, honey. Rightly so. Hopefully no matter how small the changes we make. It can have a tremendous impact on others. So that we can be useful human beings."
"Tumben, sis. It speaks in the heart." Fatim turned his head, and looked at her husband's face directly. While those in the face themselves appear to grimace.
"Yes don't say it like that, dear. I'll get ge-er. Keep forgetting the original purpose." chuckled Leon.
"Yes, already. Let's go. Later to be late again." invite Fatim while moving from his seat.
Both walked out of the room. It turned out that both of their parents were already waiting for him downstairs.
"Oh, we don't think you're coming. It was long awaited. What the hell is in the room?" ask Adam's father, his son and daughter-in-law. But the couple did not answer, but only gave a thin smile.
"Important we've come downstairs. Come on, let's go now." take Fatim with her husband's hand.
The group boarded a car, driven by Leon. Fatim sat in front of her. Both of their parents were sitting in the back.
After a half hour of driving, they finally reached their destination. They immediately amazed.
Because the cars belonging to the invited guests have been seen filling the parking area. In addition, the sound of nasyid in the swivel is quite loud echoing in the ear. And get to the chest.
Lots of people Marquez's men, who were assigned to supervise and secure the event.
Even the guests were seen showing their invitation cards, before entering the event venue.
"Come, we'll get off" said mama Tiwi.
"Right, what mom said. Why are we silent like a statue." added Adam. They also began to come down one by one and walk hand to the venue.