Dusk Sky
If You Give Tuba

The Emperor's residence is crowded. Dozens of orphans, relatives and close family gathered into one from the family room to the living room.

Everything comes together in the framework of four months of Orange pregnancy. Pray together for the health of the baby and mother to be smooth until the day arrives.

One month ago, they also held the same event for the seven months of Dusk pregnancy. Only difference, the event was held in the Baskara parents' residence and using Javanese customs. According to the tradition of Baskara ancestors from his grandfather who came from Yogyakarta.

"Sitting on a sofa." motion lips Baskara on the wife who also sat carpeted like the others.

Because the man was sitting across from the other men. Baskara knew his wife must be uncomfortable with an enlarged stomach if she had to sit like that.

His wife refused with a sledgehammer. "Here it is." she replied with just a lip gesture. Feel bad if the others sit down and he alone must sit on the sofa that is now placed at the end of the room. Separated from people.

Baskara frowned dislike. Stand up and take a detour followed by the wife's gaze. Baskara approached his wife after previously taking a pillow to sit on.

"It was comfortable sitting. Poor daddy's son's urgency." whispered in the wife's ear, positioning his wife to sit comfortably. Making Dusk look down embarrassed because there were so many people.

"My son too." he sizzled with the ball after sitting more comfortably on the pillow that her husband brought.

Baskara chuckles. "Yes dong. Make it both." whispered back and only they knew. Kissing the back of his wife's head briefly passed back to where it was before his wife responded to the temptation she had been lurking.

Dusk touched his hot cheek. He was sure his face was as red as a boiled crab.

Her husband could have said that at such a crowded time. Can't you say it later in the room?

Eh? Dusk hit his head that was thinking everywhere. Because of her husband, her brain so traveling imagine how the process of making a fetus in the womb it.

The orange had already glanced at him suspiciously from the other side. Lucky to hear the host who will start the running of the event tasyakuran. Pointing out the intention of Orange teasing her sister-in-law with her ignorant gaze.

"Children are a daycare" said the religious leader who led the event. Someone who has been wara-wiri appear on a glass screen. "When God wants, He can take it."

"Then, when the day was not yet present, we begged even weeping in prayer, day and night. Promote our desire to present children in the household."

"But once the child was born... Many parents neglect their duties. Some left it to the grandmother to take care of. There's a mother there but like there's no."

"Why is it like that? Because the mother entrusts her child to be cared for by a mobile phone. Aah. the important stepson...had time like that. and many more reasons parents."

"There are also those who trust to be cared for by others. Hiring someone to babysit. But not watching him well. Busy working and so on. Don't know what happened to their son."

The silent gaze of Dusk was fixed on Zio who was currently sitting on the lap of the father. The little boy who was playing the peci that should have been worn on the head was no longer as shy as before. No longer delirious fear in his sleep like the beginning of getting out of the hospital. Dusk has been seeing the boy smile more often lately.

Although there was still fear in the eyes of his nephew. Zio was often even surprised if someone shouted or met a little loudly.

Two months passed and psychologists still often came to know the development of Zio. And the development has been quite good even though it has not reached the 75% mark%.

Dusk can only help keep and accompany his nephew with Orange. Her mother also went home more often to accompany her granddaughter. So is Fani who feels very guilty and wants to make amends.

"Even out there, there's a mother who can beat her son just because he's crying." The sound of the religious leader who sounded sad took over the attention of Dusk.

"For mothers, should children not cry?"

"By ustadz." answers the present compact.

"Is it unnatural for a child to cry? is that weird?" ask again.

The man in his early fifties smiled at the response present. "When they cry, it means that they are blasting what is in their minds. Because, crying is a means to vent negative energy in the body. All sorts of burdens, irritations, emotions."

"So... Let them cry until he calms down and feels relief in his chest."

"Even in the world of psychology holding back tears for children is also bad. They actually have the potential to vent emotions in other ways, such as frowning all day, damaging toys or items at home, to the clutter is not clear."

"It is our duty as parents to educate and care for it patiently."

"Aren't we the ones who were expecting his presence from the beginning?"

"Are we not so happy that we know that he grew up in the womb of the mother?"

"Aren't we the ones crying happily when we heard her cry at birth?"

"Aren't we the ones whose hearts quiver as soon as we hear our child for the first time calling father... mother.... mama... papa..?

"Aren't we the ones who cheered the first time we saw his little footsteps?"

"Isn't that all of us?"

"So buk, sir.preciate the time that still exists before he grows up and the turn that there is no time for us."

"Do our responsibilities as parents well. With love and affection."

"Trust him - our children - will love us the way we loved them when he was little."

"If there is milk returned tuba. So what do you want to answer for if it's the tuba you gave me?"

"If good deeds alone can be repaid with evil. Then what do you expect if you treat your child badly?"

Fani. His heart ached hearing all those words. It felt like there was an arrow right through his heart.

"Trust me, not the material overflow your child expects!"

"She's silent doesn't mean she's satisfied and happy with how she feels!"

"Could be, he's quiet because he's too tired to ask you. Asking you to be there for him. Ask for attention and affection from you!"

"Are you waiting for your son's heart to freeze against your presence?! ignoring it like you're ignoring it? yelling at you because you often raise your tone when you tell him?"

"From now on, let's both improve. Learn to be a good parent even since he's in the womb. Makes her feel loved early on. Appreciate its success in the process of growing big."

"Ever once again remember! because he was only a deposit that could be taken at any time by the original owner! so don't regret it when the opportunity God gave us is over!"

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