That man is my husband
Miss Mother Father

A few months later

I don't feel like I'm nine months pregnant now, according to estimates my baby Twins will be born a week from now. There have been many preparations that I have prepared for my labor, so that when the contractions start I can go directly to the hospital without having to bother and rush to prepare all the equipment.

While my beloved husband is, really be a standby and protective husband. His attitude is like not just like a doctor, little - at least there has been a contraction yet , this is it and all he calls one-on-one . Mas Irman forgot I don't know if I had experienced but protective it was as if I was just having my first pregnancy.

Since this pregnancy my days have only been spent at home with the children. Maybe they feel bored, out of the house just for school. Pity the truth, but Irman's mas forbid me to come out because only one feared soybean. One silly reason for me, but not without reason Irman forbid me to go out because one day I was almost on a motorcycle when I was going to pick me up the kids. From then on until now, I was completely banned from leaving the house.

The children may already be at the point of saturation, they whine want to go on vacation. And like a code for me too, suddenly I was so very missed Mom was the same Father . There is an urge to go on a pilgrimage to the tomb of the same Mother Father. I can only sigh deeply, for sure Irman will not allow the distance from Jakarta to Ciamis it takes approximately six or five hours drive. When my mind was divided between the desire to pilgrimage to the tomb of the same Mother Father and Mas Irman's rejection of my desire, suddenly the children came and surprised me.

" Umma.." call my three children as they hug me and sit with each other.

" Yes, all right, you guys make Umma shocked" I said while rubbing their heads one by one.

" Gimana Umma we so do not go on vacation "arsya whine

" It's Umma Ila also wants, " continued Shafira

" Umma mah is up to Abii only, if Abii permits us to go on vacation . Umma want to take you to Ciamis, will you? I asked while staring at their one-on-one faces.

" Ciamis where's Umma? far away ? ask Shakira.

" It takes six to five hours to travel, asked Shafira deh , brother had been there. yes kak Ila"

" Yes, farhhhhh anyway "

" Nah, so you guys just pray that Abii ngizinin we go, ok !!

" ok Umma !!

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Night

It's the first time since I've been pregnant that Mas Irman has come home tonight like this. Usually in the afternoon he deliberately went home sooner because he could not be far from me.

The time has already shown at 22:30 wib . I heard the sound of Mas Irman's car that means Irman's mas is home. I went downstairs and approached Mas Irman. Looks tired face there, makes me feel kasian. Before approaching Mas Irman I first went to the kitchen to bring water to Mas Irman.

" Mas just came home" I said as I walked towards Irman mas then thrust drinking water earlier.

Mas Irman took the water that I just neri" He Yank, suddenly there were 2 sudden operations. .The doctor who handled it again took a leave of absence" said Mas Irman as he sat down and drank the water.

My red empty glass used to drink Irman's mas. " Have you eaten yet?

" Udah Yank, mas was to eat first pas already got a call from you yank . And I hope you eat yank" staring at me

I smiled and put both my hands on Irman's cheeks "Udah mas, just now with the kids "

Mas Irman also now put both hands on my cheeks "Good, be careful not to wait until you pay attention to your health Yank, kasian baby Twins later " while stroking my belly distended.

" Now we go to the room, take a bath and pray if not, if you have just gone to sleep" I explained as I also mas Irman got up from sitting and walked up the stairs to the room.

While waiting for Mas Irman to finish his business, my brain now began to work hard how to talk to mas Irman, about the vacation plans to Ciamis as well as the pilgrimage to the meal Mother and Father.. I know now my pregnancy has entered the ninth month and in HPL (approximate day of birth) stay one week it could have been faster or even more than the forecast day.

Mas Irman is now done with his business and he sat on the bed, I got up from bed and sat next to Mas Irman.

" Why wake up Yank? sleeping again and sleeping "

I also recited the words Irman mas, now I am also Irman mas sleepuran . Mas Irman took me into his arms, made his right tmen a pillow for me. Slowly, there was a soft snoring sound, I popped my head and it turned out that Irman was asleep. And like tonight I can't talk about my wishes to Mas Irman.

The night is getting late, but the drowsiness has not yet come. I tried to close my eyes and force myself to sleep, but I still couldn't. There is something in the heart that has not been channeled. Am I the only one who experiences something like this? When we want something but something that has not materialized seems to block the heart ? it feels like he wants to explode if he's not talking.

I don't know, maybe being pregnant is like this. It seems like Mas Irman realized my strange behavior, to make him wake up from his sleep.

" You're why Yank, I haven't slept yet "Mas Irman glanced at 'clock ." It's one yank"

" Mad.." I said hanging.

" What "said mas Irman with his eyes still bristling.

I seem hesitant to speak, but if not spoken I am sure that at any time this heart will not be relieved .

Mas Irman dews his eyes and looks into my eyes

" Why silence? try to talk the same mas . not in the pendem "

" Gold, Aisha wanted before the lahiran went on pilgrimage to eat Mother of the same father. Aisyah kangen them mas." said I who somehow feeling I made melow so.

" Can't Yank later, after you're born? ask Irman.

" Aisyah wants to go tomorrow mas, suddenly Aisyah wants to go there . Don't wait for the baby first. "

" Jakarta Ciamis is far away Yank, what else are you pregnant big gini. What if on the street you suddenly contract, then...." Not done mas Irman talk I immediately cry until the words mas Irman stopped.

" Ayesha also knew, but Ayesha also did not know suddenly that desire was very strong . Aisyah wants to go to Ciamis mas , Aisyah wants to eat Mother with Father. Can it be mas? expectantly

"Hmm, well tomorrow we leave" said mas Irman so heavy hearted.

"Seriously yes mas, tomorrow we go to Ciamis? enthusiastic say.

" Yes, when the hell mas lie, do not have the heart to see if it is so cry, maybe it is also innate our baby "

" The kids also brought a mas, huh ?

" Yes. ..

" Thank you mas.....

It feels very cool, it feels like a draw only. I've said it's quite simple if you want to make me happy. Get permission from him to have his art. Either maybe because of the effects of lingering at home , once can permission out instantly healed excited like this. If the kids knew they would be too.

Mother, I wait Aisyah tomorrow Aisyah will visit the same Mother's meal Father, here Aisyah always misses you.

tbc