The Story of the Children of the Juragan
227. Ice cube master
"Darling, we'll go to Wulan's house again sometime." Take Fatim to Leon, when the two are home. And now sitting on the head of the bed.
"Aren't we out of there?" Leon put down his phone, then looked at his wife's face.
"So we just saw the baby Wulan's face for a second. Not yet at the stage of carrying. Know for yourself parents if they meet parents what happens? It's gonna be a fight. The endless joking."
Leon mangosteen responded to his wife's remark. Though actually women if they meet their friends, they will also do so.
But to reply to his wife, he was afraid of being offended. Because since pregnancy, his wife's brain is often short. Small things can turn into big things for his wife.
"Alright, preferably. Let's get some rest. Tomorrow I'll take you to Wulan's house. Carry the baby as much as you."
Fatim nodded with a glowing face. Then inched herself over the bed.
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The next day, Fatim actually collected her husband's promise to deliver her to Wulan's house. Finally, after finishing his breakfast the next morning, the two left for there.
Busyness is still clearly visible in the magnificent house of Wulan. Many people who move back and forth to clean up the rest of the event last night. Because it is impossible for everything to be clean in an instant.
"Darling, aren't you ashamed. Well, there's still a lot of people cleaning up." Leon pointed at the people in the courtyard of the Wulan mansion.
"Why should you be ashamed. Our intention is to come here for the peace." Fatim Strictly.
"Yes, I'm just like you." Leon moved his car forward a little, before getting off.
The two said their greetings, and commented on the smiles as they passed through the crowd of people. Coincidentally, the grandpa who was outside saw their arrival.
"Hey. What's coming here so early?" Say hello to a man with a whitish blonde.
"This Fatim wants to meet his baby Wulan." Firmly Leon.
"Oh, I can't wait to have a baby." Kekeh.
The couple just smiled.
"Come on, Grandpa'll meet them."
"Thank you, grandpa." Say both.
The three of them walked together, towards Wulan's room.
Arriving there, grandpa knocked on his grandson's bedroom door. Not long after, Salman emerged from behind the door. He scanned one by one the people in front of him in turn.
"What's up, grandpa?" Salman frowned at the old man in front of him.
"They wanted to carry Maryam. Can you lend it?"
"Oh, wait a minute. Let my wife wear her headscarf first."
They nodded, and Salman closed the door again.
"Honey, outside there's Leon and his wife. Hurry up and get your clothes done, and then wear a hijab."
"Well, what are they doing here?"
"Say you want to meet baby Maryam."
"Kangens? Didn't you meet last night?"
"A pregnant person is a strange baby. If not obeyed, fear his son ecesan."
Wulan chuckled at her husband's explanation. Myth of where it is. There is nothing in Holland either. But Wulan obeyed her husband.
After his wife tidied up and put on her headscarf, Salman opened the door for them.
"Sorry long wait. Come on, come on in." Salman opened the door wider for his guests.
"Sit down here first. Let my wife come here."
Wulan's husband invited the couple to sit on the sofa, which was in the room.
Wulan's room was indeed very spacious. The facilities are quite complete. There's a couch with a desk, like in the living room. A big big screen television. Refrigerator, and of course the bathroom.
Actually Salman once asked his wife, why not just give the kitchen space. So, when the nights are hungry, there is no need to go down. But there Wulan just chuckled at hearing that.
"That means, the house in the house dong mas." That Wulan chirp. Well, even if I thought there was a point.
Salman approached Wulan who was intending to hold her baby. But because the man was afraid that anything would happen with his baby's birth canal, he immediately asked his little daughter to carry him.
"Well, why the hell. That's my son, why can't I carry him?" Wulan protests because of a disagreement with her husband.
"I don't want the birth canal to be broken. It's new on the asphalt. Later if the birth canal is safe enough, I'll let you carry it." Salman's whisper that made Wulan's face flushed.
"It can't be, mas. Not talk like that? Shame to know that sounds the same to them."
"I taught my wife too. If not taught, how can. You know, I'm a very quiet person. You even nicknamed me the ice cube master. Ckckck, that's outrageous. Good thing we're a fool."
"Why not be a fool?" Wulan asked while frowning.
"Bakal I reported the authorities. On charges of defamation." Kekeh Salman, then he walked ahead of his wife. Before the pinch floated on his body.