A Mother's To Your Child
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Mother to Your Child (42)

Salma was silent for a moment while looking at her husband. Salma just shook her head. It is clear that we will soon enter the world of dreams. Still asking a lot. Errata. Not many. Just one.

Salma finally smiled.

" Didn't you?" his monologue rubbed Rama's cheek.

...******...

This morning Salma woke up. After performing the morning prayer, he wanted to continue lying on the bed. Last night, she thought she wouldn't feel tired because her husband had fallen asleep.

However, a few hours after she fell asleep next to her husband, Salma awoke from her disturbed sleep. He felt that someone was playing with his body.

How surprised she was, when it turned out that her husband was blocking her. They were not even wearing a thread.

Rama only smiles when he finds out Salma woke up. He continues what he wants. Ten days of fasting made him unable to stand it. Therefore when he woke up he immediately acted even though his wife was still sleeping.

"What breakfast do you want?" asked Rama who had just finished from the bathroom to finish his wish.

" Anything" answered Salma.

" A minute, yeah." Rama called the hotel to order breakfast. After he finished calling, he lay down next to his wife.

" Are still tired?" he asked softly as he pasted his wife's hair behind his ear

" Hmm.." answered Salma just cleared her throat. More hugging and hugging her husband.

" I'm sorry, I can't wait to break my fast. So, I did it even though you weren't awake." Rama kissed the top of Salma's head.

" It's okay. I-i understand. Anyway I can't resist because I don't have a good reason to refuse, mas"

Rama smiled at Salma's reply. It is not in the right of a wife to refuse the husband's invitation to connect especially without a strong reason.

I heard the door of the room knock from outside. Rama immediately opened the door and returned with a stroller carrying their breakfast.

...******...

" Grandmother, why haven't you called yet? Does the bundle not exist?" Faisal, who was on his way home from school, was curious because his father had not yet called.

" Maybe there's no time" replied Ms. Marisa. Surely his son was enjoying his togetherness without disturbing anyone.

" What if we just call?,"

Marisa did not answer. He saw the clock first.

" all right. We'll call when we get home."

" Yeay.." cried Faisal in excitement.

When he got home, Faisal kept asking for the grandmother's promise. Marisa finally made a video call before the two changed clothes.

...******...

" Ical so follow here?" asked Salma. He was in the bathroom when Faisal called.

" Next afternoon God will leave. Nyampe here tonight." explained Rama while holding his laptop.

Actually, the plan is Faisal will follow tomorrow. However, because it continues to sulk eventually that afternoon he will also follow with Ms. Marisa.

Grateful, Ms. Marisa has prepared all her needs and Faisal is in the suitcase. So when there is such a change, they just leave.

" We're not going anywhere. Outside the rain." Salma peered out the window. Heavy rain accompanied by lightning made the atmosphere a little gripping.

" Maybe the baby's sister wants to be seen again. He must be cold." I don't know when Rama got out of his seat. He was behind his wife and hugged her from behind.

" That's what his father wanted. Not his son." Salma's words made Rama smile.

" But the atmosphere really supports you."

" But you have to remember. She's not as strong as the other fetuses."

" I got it. I won't make you too tired. I just want to spend some time like this before Ical takes you." Said Rama while kissing the top of Salma's head many times.

Salma's height is just so sedada make Rama easy to do.

Salma understands. If there was Ical, he would have stuck to her. Especially not meeting for a long time.

" May she be healthy in here." Salma felt comfortable as her husband's hand rubbed his stomach. " His mother also had to be healthy to get pregnant again."

" Aamiin" Salma replied.

" Hopefully after she is born, you can get pregnant again. It's like having twins." she hoped.

Rama wants his house to be crowded unlike his only son. So, often feel lonely.

" Ish, this one alone is still as big as a lemon. I've been thinking about it again." Rama just chuckled.

" Yes, why? Is this a plan?,"

Salma just shook her head. While looking at the rain, he began to pray in his heart.

Allahumma syoyyiban. O Allah send down to us a fruitful rain. O Allah, may our household be blessed. We are always able to be together in the face of the trials that befall our household. Aamyn

When it rains is one of the mustajab times to pray because it is full of sustenance and grace.

Rama did the same. May we always be with our children. Also with Ical. May he remain with us even if we are not his biological parents. Aamiins.

Finally, Rama looked back at his son. It really proves that only once. Do not let his desire just hurt the child he really wants.

This morning, the atmosphere in the hotel room in Rama so crowded. Towards Isya, Faisal came and immediately took control of his mother only for him.

They slept in one bed while Ms. Marisa slept in another.

" Mommy, dad let's say we want to pick strawberries!," cried Ical happy to hear he will be invited to pick strawberries.

" A minute." Rama locked the hotel room. While his wife and son had walked first because Faisal was very enthusiastic to go to tourist attractions.

Unlike Ms. Marisa who chose to rest her body. Even though the trip was only a few hours was quite tired.

In the strawberry garden, Faisal ran to and fro because he was happy to see so many strawberries and was ready to harvest.

Rama never let go of his eyes for a second on the son. A child of Faisal's age is very dangerous if he is careless for a moment. Especially as active as it is now.

Salma just took a walk around the strawberry garden while looking at Faisal from a distance. Rama forbade him from going after Faisal. Because worry is dangerous for her fetus.

Salma picking strawberry fruit. Salma brought a small basket of strawberries to one of the tables and began to enjoy it.

" You're here too?" a man sat beside Salma keeping his distance. "Where's the rama?,"

" yeah, yeah. Mas Rama was there with Ical." Salma pointed towards the child and her husband.

" That's Rama's son with...."

" yes. Rama's Son with the Goddess. Seven years soon "

Why seeing her face reminds me of myself when I was her age. Is it just similar or....

Inner David, the person who was talking to Salma at the time.

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