
the sunlight has shone on the sun in the morning, but two people who are still asleep in their sleep are still hugging each other like they are channeling a year of longing that has been hidden between the two.
''Huaaa... Huaw...'' The sound of Al's crying builds up the two people who are asleep.
''Al. dear, dear'' Dinda is looking for her baby.
''Al behind you dear.'' Irfan tells with his raspy voice typical of sleeping bangu.
Dinda immediately took Al and suckled her.
''Honey, did Al not you give formula milk ?'' Arya asked, not seeing Dinda give milk to Al.
''No. ''No.''
''Why dear''
''I do not want to add to the burden of the father because I have to buy Al milk as well, to buy diapers only Mr. Asep is very allergic.'' Lirih Dinda's
''I'm sorry dear.'' Irfan stroked the hair of his wife who was sitting on his back.
This heart Irfan intends to skip office one more day, because he wants to go out with his wife and children to buy both equipment.
After finishing the bath, Irfan called Mbak Nunun to hold Al, because Dinda wanted to take a bath too.
''Fan, you're not going to the office.'' Ask Mama Rose.
''No Ma, Irfan would bring Dinda same Al shopping needs them both'' replied Irfan while giving Albpada his babysitter.
''Oh, good, where is Dinda not going down ?''
''Soon Down Ma, again Bathing was going to bathe Al first.''
''Eemm''
Mama Rose plays with her granddaughter in the living room while waiting for Dinda to come down for breakfast together, accompanied by Mbak Nunun as well.
After breakfast, Irfan and Dinda intend to go shopping for Al's supplies and herself, Numun Mama Rose prevents them from bringing Al, so Al just stay with her at home.
''Maa Kasian Al in staying at home, diaka. need a walk too.'' Irfan
''Al is still a little Fan, let him stay with his mother at home, you guys who go so you can shop freely.'' Answer Mama Rose.
''Yes, ''' Irfan came out of the house while holding the hand of his wife. Arriving in the car, Irfan did not release his hand link, as if afraid to lose Dinda again.
Once they reach the largest shopping center in the city, they just enter the first place they visit is a baby supply store.
There Irfan enthusiastically pick and choose the items he likes for his son regardless of his size is large or too small. Dinda was very guilty of sorting the clothes that according to her were not fit to be used by Al and returned to her place again.
''Mas.''
''Mas also likes to be choosy, all nice and cute.''
''But Mas took his size that is not suitable for use the same Al.'' Dinda was singing her lips, upset with Irfan.
''Ohh yeah...? I don't know.'' Irfan scratched his nape without itching
''Honey, grab one of the nice baby trolleys''
'For what Mas, I can still hendongin Al kok.''
''Yes, but to go around in the park we need this dear so as not to be too tired carrying''
''OK deh.'' There was no rebuttal from Dinda.
After all that is needed is enough, they immediately go out and save the goods into the car and go back in looking for Dinda's needs.
''Maybe there's more clothes you like dear.''
''No, no, no need to buy clothes, we just look for diapers for Al.''
Out of there, they went into the supermarket, where Dinda took a lot of the things she needed for her baby, who had never bought Dinda for her baby.
Once in taste all is enough, Irfan pulled Dinda to one of the beauty salons for his wife to undergo body treatments, ranging from spas and all that is commonly done by women, so that his wife, until the end of the day Dinda finished there.
Out of there Dinda's body felt fresher than usual.
''Honey, we had lunch first and just got home.''
''Yes, yes, ''
Dinda Dan Irfan entered one of the restaurants in the Mall and ate lunch quietly, because there was no talk between the two, he said, caused by Irfan who continues to look at his beautiful face Dinda who can make Dinda so wrong.
After the lunch was over, they immediately went home, Dinda was worried that Al would die too long, afraid that her Mama Rose would be defeated in taking care of her son, she said, though it was all just her thoughts Dinda alone, because Mama Rose was very happy with the presence of Al in her family, it was what she had been waiting for all this time.
***
On the other side
In his company Irfan, Celine is looking for Irfan, because for several days Irfan always ignore the phone from him, even his message was never replyed, it has come to his office but his results Nihil already three days Irfan did not enter the office.
''Where is the real Irfan yes, unlike usual he does not go to the office.'' Celine muttered alone.
Want to ask the same Kelvin it will all be useless, because Kelvin will not tell where Irfan is, let alone remember all this time he and Kelvin never get along.
''Looks like I should come to his house, I should ask directly to the prospective in-laws.'' Celine smiled to herself as she imagined herself to be the daughter-in-law of the mansion.
Not waiting any longer, Celine just drove to the Irfan family home by driving her own car.
Before getting there, Celine stopped at one of the city's most famous pastry shops because she wanted to bring a hand to her future in-laws, the cake chosen is not a regular cake, the most special and special cake among other cakes and certainly the price is no less fantastic than the look.
Celine entered the luxurious mension gate with a stopper, got off her car with a very cheerful face, because this was the second time she visited here.
Teng... Kegs.... The doorbell.
After waiting for a while, finally the towering door was opened, a figure appeared that once wanted to be vanished by him from behind the big door.
Celine was speechless and sculpted as she looked at the figure of Dinda who opened the door for her.
Bugc.... Celine dropped the package of cake that she brought.
Dinda did not say anything just silence and look at the stranger in front of her, for some reason in Dinda's heart like there is hatred for that person.
Celine immediately ran back into her car without saying a word, leaving Dinda standing in the doorway. Celine shook violently as she watched Dinda stare at her silently.
Tbc ....
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