Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Ngidam

Time continues to run making them have to return to doing their respective activities. Likewise with Laela, although with a heavy heart he must return to carry out his duties as a teacher.

Sent by the brother, do not forget some egg shelves that have been set aside specifically by Budi as their provisions there later.

" Izzar, would you like to eat martabak?" Laela was feeling what she wanted when she realized she was pregnant young.

He was very much looking forward to, even though he did not really know what he really wanted.

" Want Ma, will!" Answer the boy excitedly.

" Come on! Change clothes and don't forget to wear a jacket!" Saying back.

Tonight is Sunday night, they can only enjoy the night which is said to be longer than the other night alone.

Riding his motor matic, with Izzar sitting in the back seat hugging tightly to his mother's stomach, afraid of falling. The mother and son walked a busy road. Street lights and vehicle lights make the night

Living in an area near the City keeps the highway crowded even until midnight.

The mother and son were silent beside the cart, patiently waiting until their queue arrived, while still observing the way the seller made the salty martabak.

Laela took a sip of her saliva, now what was imagined by her was a cow's eye egg made by her husband. But how?

And now his gaze was on the Fruit of the Heart, maybe it would not hurt if he tried to make his son's hand.

"Dark, ..."

But after that, he could only be silent with all the doubts that existed despite the hopeful gaze that remained on the boy.

" Why Ma?"

The boy had turned his head for a while but the mother had not continued.

" No papa!" I don't know, a little doubt. He did not want to burden the son with his wishes.

" Mom, you wanna say something?" The boy tried to read his mother's mind, but he was too young to guess.

" I was curious, what do you want to say, Mom?" Now He is a little demanding.

Only he became the closest family. The tantenya said he should be able to be a guard, nurse or anything for the sake of the mother, because the mother would mind having to bring the sister in the stomach. So Izzar has to help mom.

" Mommy wants to eat a clipped egg, but you made it, can you?" Although a little doubtful, Laela now spoke.

The warm gaze of the eyes of the Fruit of the Heart that is so shady but sad he can not stand. It often reminds me of my husband.

" Oh that, he'll be home later."

" Would you eat soy sauce, right, ma'am?" Guess it.

Laela shook her head with a smile on her lips, "Fry it with butter, then eat it with salt water, it's steady!"

It was the custom of Nizam long ago, and he would be next to his husband while meeting the needs of others.

It was like those memories wanted him to feel again.

Once at home, Izzar completely fulfilled his mother's wishes.

Clik.

The stove has started.

" It's just being denigrated!" Laela's hand was stretched out on the stove knob that Izzar had just rotated.

" May be a little margarine!" Laela gave instructions again.

And now the egg's been broken on teflon, "Close the Zar!"

And the boy still followed his mother, occasionally turning to look at the woman who was standing behind him. He still feared wrong, even though he had been led by the mother in such a way.

" That's it, thank you baby!"

" Are you going too?" Laela had just turned around and was about to set foot, but she was reminded of the son who might also want something similar to her.

" No, ma'am, I eat rice just as hard."

They have now sat in front of a carpeted TV, eating while watching television can eliminate their silence.

" Good MA'AM?"

The boy asked if seeing the mother who was so enjoying the results of his hands.it is undeniable now there is a sense of pride that Shreds his chest.smiling lips, it can give a happiness to the mother.

"Emmm, yummy!" With a head nod. "Such a mother's son."

" Want again?"

" That's not enough, tomorrow again. Can you?"

Izzar nodded quickly, obviously it was okay and he would do it wholeheartedly, even until his mother got tired of his cooking.

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Without feeling the time rolling so quickly deliver Laela's pregnancy after arriving at the ninth month.

She can only enjoy her pregnancy accompanied by the child who always presents what she can to the mother.

Laela can still be grateful, because she has a busy life as a teacher who is able to drown her sadness there is a husband who never goes home.

The entire family has even been in the hospital to accompany Laela in her labor.

Inside the delivery room, there was his mother and mother-in-law who were on his left and right sides holding his hands respectively. Give spirit and strength to the child, while occasionally whispering dhikr sentences in his ear.

While outside, his Father and Father-in-law waited with anxious feelings.Once in a while They took turns to stand walking to and fro, and here, after a little tired then they sit even if only for a while and then stand up and walk again.

All they do is to dismiss the worry created while in front of the delivery room.