
The excitement of our afternoon today was really very pleasant, let alone seeing the level of the twins who were able to walk and run they were very worrisome, yes the twins are very agile at the age of nine not they have started to be able to walk so that at the age of a year they are both good at running.
"How is my dear Mother better?" ask Chess to me.
"It's still a little dizzy Well, Dad was mom dream dad can be a pretty bird at all." I told you about my dream earlier.
"Then?" ask Chess to me.
"I love it, unfortunately, it's just a dream" I said.
"Tomorrow Daddy between mother and doctor" said Mr. Chess seriously.
"What's Dad doing?" my many.
"Wish you remember what date it is, and when did you come to the moon?" my husband reminds me of when I came to the moon.
"Yes, God, it's three weeks late!" I cried I just remembered when I came to the moon"Didn't Mother get pregnant again, how this Well, Afwa and Afwi are still young when they want another sister, Father." I immediately sulked at my husband and hit his chest, the empumya even laughed happily at my behavior.
"Dear mother, just remember yes, Dad has been counting since three weeks ago, thank God if Mother is pregnant again, our age is not young anymore Mother, Mother, the sooner the better when we are twilight we can complete our task as parents in educating children to equip them with strong religious knowledge, he said, I hope you will receive fortune and trust from Allah SWT." advice my husband wise.
"But Mas, Afwa and Afwi were young, Mother was afraid that she could not give love to them fairly." I complained.
"Inshaallah we can Mother dear, look at them both so independent, that means they are also ready with the presence of her sisters later, Mother do not be discouraged." advised Mr. Chess wise.
Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok's.
"Yes in!" my orders and lukewarmness at the same time.
"Sorry Mom, sir, it's time for your sister to eat" Romlah said politely.
"Yes, I'm sorry I'm not feeling well so I can't help Rom" I said honestly.
"Good ma'am, you told me that you weren't feeling well." said Romlah politely.
"Mother and Father's children let's eat first together mbak." I said while letting Afwa and Afwi in hand by mbak Romlah.
After the twin and mbak Romlah out my husband immediately locked the door of the room.
"Why are the doors locked?" ask me curious
"Suddenly I want to find my sister Afwa and Afwi." seduced my husband.
"Well, I'm not feeling well." I know what my husband means.
"Dad, know Mother dear, father will not make you tired father just want to sleep and hug our child who grows in the womb Mother, Mother do not think of the like." when my husband asked me to go to bed with him, I could see my husband's fatigue.
This afternoon I was again closed in my husband's arms, my husband was very good at pampering me, and maintaining family harmony. An hour later I slept, I woke up first I looked at my husband's face, the face was so shady, the face of the man who for two years was always with me in joy and sorrow, the face of the man who made me a queen, the face of the man who glorified me, the face of the man who was very wise, the face of the man the father of my children.
"Yes, Allah, if thou hast added to our family fortune, then lead us to educate our children well according to thy commandment and according to the teaching of Rosuulullah." my dos in heart.
"Mother, what time is it?" ask my husband with the situation still closed, instead of opening his eyes even tighten his embrace.
"Dad baby let's get up, hard half-four." I whispered again.
"This mother told me to wake up aps want to do bed sports" said my husband with the matan still closed.
"Dad!" I'm a little loud.
"Yes, dear Mother, Daddy's awake," finally my husband opened his eyes "Doesn't take a bath?" ask Chess to me.
"How did Mother want to bathe from earlier Father did not let go of her embrace." I whined.
Mr. Chess did not answer and smiled triumphantly" Rarely we can sleep in this jam." said Mr. Chess.
When my husband let go of his embrace, I immediately went into the bathroom, I cleaned myself quickly because it was in ashar time, after I finished bathing it was now my husband's turn to clean up. After both finished cleaning ourselves, we decided to pray ashar together, considering the time has shown four o'clock even almost half five.
Serena sholat ashar my husband chose to chant the holy verse of the Qur'an, while I headed to the back garden there the twins were busy playing in the gazebo along with the mbak Romlah, Qibtiyah and Afriana.
"Main is this a very exciting power ?" tanyaku join nimbrung with them composing lego.
"Oh, my sister taught me to play lego, she can't go berserk!" report Afriana to me while laughing because the actions of Afwa and Afwi who are irritated have not been able to play lego.
"Pinter, my mother's son, and what kind of sister? Can you?" my many.
"Just hit-pukulkan only sister can not" added Afriana happy.
"Let's play with my mother" I said.
I accompanied them to play, my three children were very harmonious, even Afriana was very affectionate with her two sisters.
"Oh, after graduating from Elementary School, do you want to go on a hut?" Afriana ask me permission.
"Afri, like in the cottage?" my many.
"Like buk, Afri want to be able to read the Quran without carrying the Quran like mbak-mbak that usually come in our house is lo buk" said Afriana.
"Afri pingin to be hafidzah?, later we together to tell dad huh? Where does Afri want to go?" my many.
"That's close to buk, in the city of Nganjuk only, about Afri friends who want to go there." Afriana explained with a strong spirit.
"Asal Afri Iklas Ibuk agrees, the important thing is that Afri really demands the knowledge of Lillahi ta'ala, Afri mondok not because of following friends only, but must be followed by strong intentions and determination, he said, merely looking for Ridho Allah SWT, Afri understand what I mean." my advice to Afriana.
"Afri, I want to give a golden crown gift to my mother, father and father in Heaven" said Afri plain.
I was really touched to hear Afriana's words, actually I did plan to send Afriana to the pesantren but later if Afri had graduated Junior High School, I did not expect that Afriana now had the ambition to become a hafidzah, the most beautiful gift of the month.