My Bow to the Destiny of Love
Large family

Today Chayra's house is so crowded due to the arrival of her extended family. Mr. Akmal did not even want to let go of Adzra even though the baby had been asleep since.

"Grandfather, Adzra has been sleeping since, why does Grandpa still carry him?" Bian protested because he had no time to hold his nephew.

"It's okay, Grandpa's rarely here. It's okay to carry it sometimes, right, Ardian?"

"Eh, yes, Cake." Ardian who was not ready with the question Grandpa immediately answered Pak Akmal's question.

"Huh, you are." Mr. Akmal snorted. He is still disappointed that Ardian refused his request to move to his company.

"What did your Papi promise that you refused Grandpa's request huh?!"

"Grandfather..." Chayra walked over to her grandfather. "Not to discuss what work, Cake. It's a family gathering moment."

"Yes, Abi why is this? Let Ardian continue to work there. It's his own papa company. If he moved, even impressed him like a wife. That's his right, don't be forced." Tymphal Bu Ainun. Ardian immediately smiled at Bu Ainun's defense. Mrs Ainun's words were exactly what she had in mind.

"You shouldn't be so stiff on your Grandpa, Ardian. He seemed arrogant when he saw the person who looked weak in front of him. Try like Bian, he's always chiming in on Grandpa's every word." Said Bu Ainun again who was responded with a smile by Ardian.

"Don't teach the no-no, Ainun. Abi was already happy to see her expression that way when she spoke to Abi."

"here, Brother. Let Bian teach Brother how to fight Grandfather so as not to dare to mess with Brother again." Bian pulled Ardian's hand to follow him moving to another room. Actually he was bored there because Mr. Akmal did not give him a chance to hold Adzra.

"Eh, wait, Bi. We're gonna talk about your nephew's three-monthly show." The words of Ms. Fatimah stopped Bian's steps. Ardian also stopped because his hand was still in Bian's grasp.

Bian melengos's. "Indeed, Adzra's first grandchild and great-grandchild. But it doesn't have to be that many times either, Grandma. Most people have to give thanks if their child has a birthday."

"Ah ah, you point not to go anywhere. Ardian you're sitting here too. Why would you want to follow Bian. He likes out of the box."

"Heemmm.. gini-gini I'm your solace."

Miss Santi immediately rubbed her son's head affectionately. His eyes were always cool when he looked at his son. Totally a copy of her late husband. "Mas Ari this junior." He said with a smile.

Akmal and the others smiled. All who know the late Arianto will indeed say that, if Bian is a photocopy of Ari.

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"You take a shower, Chay. Let my Adzra gear work."

"Do you know what to bring?"

"Must learn dong, honey. I just wanna be a hot Dady, too."

"Then I take a shower, Mom. Don't forget the diapers carry more."

"Yes..." Ardian immediately prepared all the needs of his son. Yes, today they are going to Miss Santi's house. For the first time Chayra will be staying at her mother's house after almost three months of giving birth. Mr. Akmal still insists on holding a thanksgiving event for his first great-grandchild when he turns three months old. Coincidentally, Alesha will hold a seven-monthly event of her content, so that the Thanksgiving event is merged into one and held at the house of Bu Santi.

"Have, Mom?"

Ardian raised his face when he heard his wife's voice. "Tumben nimble bath, honey. Usually you spend up to fifteen minutes taking a bath."

"It's been fifteen minutes. You're like a preoccupation that's why you forget time."

"really?" Ardian looked towards the wall clock. Time has shown six and fifteen. A trip to her in-laws house takes almost half an hour if the streets are not jammed. Not to mention he had to turn around to get to the office.

Ardian got up after closing the zipper of his son's large bag of gear storage. After serving as the Secretary of the Board of Directors, he became more and more disciplined. He has to prove to everyone that he deserves to be counted.

After taking his wife and saying goodbye to his father-in-law, Ardian immediately drove his vehicle to the office.

"Why don't you ask to be picked up, son? Poor husband you have to turn around again."

"It's okay, Mom. Mas Ardian who does not want me to be escorted by someone else. He said he did not want to be told the husband was not responsible for letting his wife go alone to his parents' house. Impressed as someone fighting again he said."

Miss Santi smiled. "Alhamdulillah, Son. I'm so happy to see your husband now. In the past, I had thought that your relationship would not last long. Mom always worried first. But, Alhamdulillah it turns out that God granted Mother's do'a."

"Alhamdulillah, Ayra is also happy, Mom. Sometimes Ayra also still could not believe seeing it. She's getting up to pray at night, ma'am. We don't know God's direction, ma'am."

"Mother part sees you like this now, son. Your late father must also have been calm to see his daughter happy with a responsible person like Ardian."

Chayra smiled gently at her mother. His eyes were staring around the house looking different. The paint color of the house is different and looks a lot of difference since the last time he came here. "When's the house been remodeled like this, ma'am?"

Miss Santi looked around. "About two weeks ago. Your sister wants to. He said he wanted a new atmosphere. He also now often brings his friends to stay. Your sister's friends are many, son. Sometimes I get so dizzy to see it. Going home from school is like someone who wants a demo. Who tries to be like him, bring a classmate to his house. Sometimes the front yard is like a parking area so many motorcycles."

Chayra laughed at her mother's story. Tumben's mother told him of dizziness because too many people were at home. I'm always happy when there are a lot of people at home. But her sister was different. Maybe that's what's giving the mother a headache. "Keep, I'm hosting them with what if one of their classes comes?"

"Sometimes mom orders rice packs. If cooking is also impossible to be fast because of their number that exceeds the limit. Mending if like you used to, have only four friends. Continue to sit on the sofa while chatting casually. If your sister's friend.." Ms. Santi took a deep breath and then exhaled violently. "There are people sitting on the sofa, there are people sitting on the carpet, there are those who lift their feet, some sleep while watching television, just the various styles." Ms. Santi shook her head slowly imagining the behavior of her son's friends.

"Let's try to follow Abah's advice to get Bian into the Pesantren, it's definitely not going to be the story."

"No, Son. I couldn't have if I had to part with Bian. Splitting home with you just feels really heavy. If Ismail's sister took Bian too, who's the same mother at home, son?"

"Mother...." Chayra hugged her mother. The thing he misses most often when far away from the mother is the warm embrace of the woman.

They are busy talking until it does not feel like it is ten in the morning. The big family that stayed at Zidane's house last night arrived back at Santi's house.

"Mom, now the big family members are gathering. Will Bian bring his friends here later?" Chayra asked just as Mr. Akmal was grabbing Adzra from his carrier. His grandfather really did not want to be away from his great-granddaughter.

"Come, Son. Yes, if they come, I just call the owner of the rice stall sitting at the end of the complex. COD will make it no complicated."

"Did Bian like to bring his friend home?" Mr. Akmal is coming.

"Mother's every day, Cake. I just got dizzy because Bian's friends mostly. And when you get home, like people want a demo."

Mr. Akmal smiled slightly. There was no way he didn't know his granddaughter's association because there was always someone watching. "If you feel overwhelmed, Abi will send Assistant to help you at home."

"No, no, Abi. They are happy, served with rice wrap every day."

"Yes, but that's a waste of his name."

"Fix the intention only, Abi. A blessing to be blessed."

Mr. Akmal patted his daughter-in-law's head. "This is what makes Abi love you more. Always positive thinking and intending everything for good."

Chayra left a warm conversation of her Mom and Grandpa. He approached Alesha who was being caressed in her distended stomach by Bu Ainun.

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