You Forgot Me Your Queen
Let's rame

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After we had the morning prayer. Mas Rama invited me, Reyhan and May to sit in a lined position.

And he rose up to take the Qur'an and its deniers. It turned out that he wanted to invite us to teach, before starting, Mas Rama called for all of us to read alfatihah first.

You obediently read taawuz and basmallah and then join alfatihah together.

Silent mood.

Hearing the chanting of sacred verses coming out of my children's mouths, my eyes water, my blood ripples, holding back the day that suddenly rushes to the bottom of my heart.

Oh Allah... The happiness you give is matchless. There is no comparison with the rest of the world.

Paying attention to Mas Rama who loved us so much, and the children who seemed very enthusiastic about his invitation, made me unable to hold him back anymore.

My tears flowed, but not the sadness of the reason. I'm happy, yes there is only happiness in my heart right now.

I felt a gentle swipe at the top of my head, I looked up a little, I saw as I read Mas Rama's smile, a smile that immediately rubbed on me.

I keep praying, may this happiness be eternal, no more tightness, pain or anything, I hope it will all no longer come to me.

Dearly, I rubbed the heads of Reyhan and May, and then I chanted the holy verses, starting from the short letters.

"Shadaqollah al adzim." Say us at the same time. Smiling, I dyed proudly the cheeks of my two children in turn, after we finished teaching.

"Papa also dong Mommy. It's the kids who get kissed." Mas Rama protested, I replied with chipping lips, but I also kissed his cheeks.

He smiled happily, then told Reyhan and May to do the same.

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We all gathered at the dinner table. I cooked fried chicken and vegetable spinach this morning.

I lifted one by one their plates, then began to spoon the rice complete with side dishes.

Silent, there is no sound except the twang of the spoon that collides with each plate.

And the first person to finish his meal was my handsome man, as it had become commonplace, the husband did eat it faster. Then it was connected by me and the others.

"Oh yeah, Rey, May. Papa has news for you." Mas Rama said, making the two boys compactly ask. "What, Pa?"

The first thing he did was look at me, then smile. "Papa's planning on getting you to move, how is it?"

The two boys looked at each other, one already understood, one looked confused.

"Where to?" Ask the big Reyhan. Put the plate next to his hand.

"Ke Jakarta dear." I replied, I saw May glancing at Reyhan.

"We don't live here anymore. Grandpa." Reyhan replied gently. Giving understanding to the sister.

"Yes, but we stay together. So, you want to live anywhere, no problem?" I asked the children, they returned to look at each other, then compactly nodded their heads complete with a fluffy smile.

"Smart Papa's son." Praise Mas Rama is no less happy. "Well, now Papa wants to ask Reyhan and May." His side leaned towards the two sweet boys.

The sparkling round eyeball looked towards Mas Rama, blinking softly as if to say, what?

Mas Rama cleared his throat. "You want a sister?"

Surprised, I immediately glanced towards Mas Rama, glaring slightly in disbelief, he asked the children.

The lips that resembled mine were curved, with a spirit he replied. "Now. May wants to."

I was wrong, while Mas Rama was smiling sumringah, happy his wish was approved by the child.

"Is there tomorrow?" Ask my daughter enthusiastically. Cheering with excitement next to Reyhan, while the older brother is seen smiling while shaking his head.

"Can't be the Deck." Reyhan chimed in, already experienced in being a big brother. My little prince must have known how the baby was going, at least he had to be patient, wait 9 months.

"Why?" May's question turned sour.

"We have to wait for the big belly first." Reyhan Bright.

The eyes blinked again, trying to digest her brother's words. Then, the tiny hand took a lot of food at the table, and pointed it at me.

"Let's eat a lot, let her stomach grow big fast." Tell May with hopeful eyes.

Hearing that, the three of us chuckled. Reyhan is the loudest. Long enough, to make the girl almost cry, Mas Rama first finished his piety, he got up and sat next to May.

I saw him clenching his lips, trying to hold back a laugh.

"May, not so dear. May, you'll have to wait a few months, and then her sister will be there." Clearly slowly, while wiping May's curls with affection.

"Why is it so long?" May complains with her lips cut short, as if she can't wait to play with her sister.

"When you wait for Adek to be born too long." Typhoon Reyhan.

"Really, Honey. We need to be patient." I give understanding.

He's a funny beard. "Oh so, how many will his sister be?"

"How much does May want?" Ask the Papa.

Suddenly the boy threw his face towards Mas Rama, and pointed to his ten tiny fingers. "Liar rame, rich in school."

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