
Razka Tirta Prasetyo, a name with the meaning of loyal boys who bring smooth sustenance like running water. That is the name given by Mas Pras to our son.
Early in the day my baby was born safe and normal nothing less. After I did the initiation of early breastfeeding, the doctor advised me to rest first.
And this morning I woke up, where my family had gathered. My parents and Brother Andri have come with Aqila in her arms. Surely there was Mas Pras who was always beside me, but this time my gaze was diverted to the baby boxes on my right.
I saw Aqila also seemed enthusiastic to see her sister and soon heard the sound of my baby crying but it made Aqila jerked and quickly said while her finger pointed towards the box. "Angis' sister."
Mas Pras swiftly took my baby in the crib and said, "You must be thirsty, right, dear?"
Slowly and with Mama's help, I moved from my opposite position. Putting my back together to sit down and prepare to receive my baby to suckle her immediately.
My current situation is very different from the previous one. If it used to take me a long time to lie down after a cesarean section, now after a normal delivery I can move my body even though very carefully.
Now in my room there is only Mas Pras, Aqila, me and also my baby because of my breastfeeding condition. I looked at my baby, Mama and Papa said my baby was very similar to Mas Pras and I only got eyelashes.
"Aqila want to kiss my sister?" tanyaku who momentarily turned his eyes to look at Aqila who was in the lap of Mas Pras. He looked to blink then nodded and happily approached then kissed his sister with Mas Pras who remained holding onto Aqila, anticipating if Aqila moved more.
"Aqila is now called Brother. Glad not?" tanya Mas Pras after Aqila kissed her sister's two cheeks.
"Sister call Kila, Brother?" aqila said, asking.
"Yes sister will call Aqila as Big Brother" I said by gently rubbing Razka's cheek with my finger.
"No art?" Mas Pras asked Aqila and I saw Aqila smiling cheerfully and laughing giggling because Mas Pras was teasing her.
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I was discharged from the hospital for more than a week, and Mas Pras still extended his stay. Only one day he left me because there was an urgent job in the office. But even so he still gave supervision to entrust to Bik Mar.
At home now Mas Pras has added one household assistant, to help with homework.
If the night Mas Pras is always on standby, wake me when it is time for Razka to whine for breast-feeding. But if it is fussy just to change diapers, Mas Pras did not wake me even though it was until morning. Sometimes when I wake up what I meet is Mas Pras is fondling Razka when not going to sleep.
"Why don't you wake Anna?" I try to get out of bed.
"Now Razka is also back to sleep. Already, you just lie down" said Mas Pras who did not allow me to get out of bed.
Though I thought my condition had started to improve, but he still prevented me from moving much. And even for a whole week he drove me to just go to the bathroom. Even if I refuse, he will force me.
From here I looked at him who had moved to put Razka in his crib. He was so painstaking in taking care of our son, when it should have been those tasks that I did but all seemed to be taken over by Mas Pras.
Mas Pras who had turned his body looked at me in wonder with furrowed brows.
"Mas must be tired, right?" I said moving my hand so that Mas Pras would come closer and then I greeted him tightly.
"I'm lucky to have you, Mas" I whispered into his ear as this time Mas Pras leaned over so I could stroke his head.
"You just realized it?" sahutya.
I smiled haru. "It's because I'm stupid so I don't realize it" I said in a trembling voice. Then Mas Pras pulled back and looked at me. "It shouldn't have been a long time ago. Even I just realized that Mas is the best choice Papa man for me," my connection was even more crying.
"And what I believed when I first saw you, you were the right woman to accompany Mas's life" he said, cupping my face.
"But Anna has too many flaws."
"Mas believes every deficiency can be perfected" he said. "Mas needs you to stand next to Mas. So Mas's life companion. You know, with you and our children, Mas's life has color and you're my future."
I also raised my head to look at his bead. And Mas Pras said again, "I am the lucky one to have you." Then landed her lips kissing me softly.
And I love you, my mind calls.
To be Continue
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