
Two days Ghavi had been waiting for Risa in the maternity hospital of mother and child.
The young mother of the twins looked healthier. Today Risa was told to practice walking after post-surgery. And the plan, later in the afternoon he was allowed to go home.
"It's been a walk, Vi. I'm tired!" lamented Risa after two rounds surrounding her inpatient room.
"Now also twice round," Ghavi sneered with a smile.
He deliberately mocked his best friend with the intention to encourage him not to give up easily.
"You don't know what it's like, anyway," grumbled Risa.
"How does it feel?!" tanya Ghavi pretended to be innocent.
"Sick, know! Just try it later fitting you are born, must also feel it," hebiknya.
"If I'm given the chance, I want her to be normal. Horrified, you know look at you like this."
Ghavi saw the condition of Risa who continued to grimace in pain due to her former surgery. His hand continued to stroke the bandage covering his wound in hopes of easing the pain.
With a weight that is now eighty kilograms and with a height that is only one hundred and fifty-five centimeters, with the incision of his stomach scalpel makes the way Risa more slowly and funny like, sorry, sorry, gaj*h swollen.
"Yes. Hope you don't experience something like me. It feels so good anyway. Haha ...! Ssshhtt ..., quarrel," said Risa laughing and hissing in pain together.
"There is no need to laugh" Ghavi said, helping to stroke Risa's stomach.
"Eh, mana, this is your husband. He said he wanted to pick up the twins in his room, how long, anyway?! I'm very curious to see the Twins."
Ghavi went to the door and turned his head out.
From a distance he saw Aksan and Bi Mirna coming with baby twins, one each.
"Well! Here comes Auntie's hotshot. Aunty can't wait to see you, honey."
Nearby Bi Mirna who was already on the doorstep.
"This is the firstborn tau the youngest, Bi?" ghavi asked as he pulled the cheek of the baby that was held by his grandmother.
"This is the firstborn, Auntie. My name is baby Aris."
Bi Mirna imitated the voice of a child.
"Oh, it's glittering, ihh!"
Ghavi cooed Baby Risan's cheeks until he woke up from his sleep.
"Keep, if the youngest is whose name?"
Ghavi shifts in front of Aksan, the father of the baby twins.
"My name is Risan, Auntie!"
Aksan also replied in the voice of a child.
"Well, the name is funny, yeah. One is ARIS, the other is RISAN. If the name baby twins merged into ARISAN. Haha ...!"
Ghavi chuckled with his own comments.
"Yes too, yeah. Haha ...! Nak Ghavi could have," Bi Mirna agreed.
While Risa glared at her friend's joke.
"Just son of my son in the words of Arisan," Risa's murmur was upset.
"It's okay, honey! After all, in fact our children are the result of our arisan," Aksan comforted grinning while playing his eyebrows.
"You're following Ghavi with Mother" Risa's murmured.
But the look on his face blurted at the husband's words.
"Well, how else would you like it?!"
"Yes, but ..."
"Huihi ...!"
Ghavi is back.
"Are you laughing instead" he snapped at Ghavi still glaring.
"Part of you too, honey. Ask our children to wear the name of the abbreviation of our names all," he continued staring at the husband.
"It's okay! Let them always remember us as his parents" comforted Aksan again.
Near him the wife and put the youngest into his lap to breastfeed.
"The youngest one was hungry, like, from earlier crying constantly in the baby's room."
Risa also immediately breastfed Aris with pain. Put*nya blisters because it is the first time breastfeeding.
Before long Aris mastered the source of his life, the eldest Risan also joined in crying.
Be the two twins cozy in each source of their lives. Aksan helped hold the youngest, while Bi Mirna held the eldest so as not to fall because Risa was not yet proficient in holding the two together.
***
It's been two days for Risa to come home. His intention later in the afternoon he will return to Jakarta because Pak Rama as the manager of the restaurant asked him to go home to hold an annual meeting as well as the recruitment of several new employees for the administration and the chef.
This afternoon Ghavi is getting ready. She was checking some of the items ordered by Liana and her family, especially the Stars.
Speaking of Bintang, the smart boy asked to be brought eel from Ghavi and Dawn as his gift. There was just a request.
However, since Ghavi was busy meeting guests who were mostly neighbors who wanted to see his twin Risa, while Fajar was busy school which was sometimes online, sometimes online, sometimes school is face-to-face but bumpy so she has to adjust her wave schedule.
Ghavi forced to buy eels that have been made of chips that are widely sold as one of the special souvenirs from the student city.
"Have you bought all Liana's orders?"
Aksan, who had just helped replace the diapers, approached Ghavi in the living room.
"Eh, Mas Aksan. This is me checking again" Ghavi said, checking one note after another after checking the goods first.
"Eel chips, already. Bapia and muddy, already. Continue ... jog*r t-shirt, already. Hmm ..., what's more, yeah not yet?"
Ghavi bit the tip of his pen while recalling an unsold order.
"Gudeg?"
Aksan asked.
"Gudeg, already, really already entered into the food box with Aunt."
" Oh, yes, I remember! Mr. Yoyon's order hasn't been," he chirped after a moment of thought.
"What?!"
"Sir Yoyon asked to buy striated cloth with blangkon. Said Mr. Yoyon's friend nitip bought it. Since yesterday came home in a hurry, so he forgot. Last night Mr. Yoyon called for help in finding him" Ghavi said.
"Oh, yes we are looking now mumpung is still day and the time is still a lot," Aksan said.
"OK! I'll get ready, yeah."
Ghavi then headed to his room to pick up a bag containing a wallet and grabbed a cell phone at the nightstand.
"Bi, please announce to Risa, yes! Mas Aksannya I borrowed first to accompany looking for fabric striated order of Mr. Yoyon," he said when meeting with Bi Marni in the living room.
"Yes! Let Aunt tell you later."
Bi Marni nodded. The middle-aged woman headed towards the living room where Risa put the twins to sleep.
After returning from the hospital, Risa asked Aksan to be allowed to return to her mother's house until Ghavi returned to Jakarta.
His mother couldn't let Ghavi stay home alone, afraid there was nothing, he said.
While Fajar and Shifa lately prefer to stay in their old house with the reason closer to the playground and want to focus more on learning. Moreover, since the school pandemic they were done online and only a few times face-to-face. It was also made in waves.