My Bow to the Destiny of Love
I want a dozen kids

That morning, Ardian woke up long before dawn. After establishing tahajjud, he sat down and read the Qur'an. His actions did not escape the gaze of his wife. Chayra who just woke up straight to the bathroom took ablution water'. She held her prayer next to her husband's prayer.

Ardian looked up at his wife with a smile. "Wake up, honey?"

"Why didn't you wake me up earlier, Mom?"

"Last night you slept past twelve. I was going to wake you up at the dawn of Adhan. But it turns out you woke up alone."

"Huh, you son of a bitch, Mas. I pray first then."

"Mmmm..." Ardian reopened the holy book of the Qur'an and continued his reading. His voice sir because he did not want to disturb his wife's prayer.

After establishing dawn prayers, Chayra and Ardian left for the Tomb of the late Pak Sucipto. Before leaving, they went to Ms. Renata's room to invite her along. However, the door of the room is still tightly locked, indicating the owner is still sound asleep.

"Mommy.we're going to the tomb for a minute." This is the umpteenth time Ardian called his mom.

"Here you go, Mom. We go alone. Maybe Mama's tired."

"Capek? Have you ever worked all day? His feelings are just unclear. Mami does like that, if the worship problem must be lazy to spread everywhere."

"Ssttt. Let's just go." Chayra finally pulled her husband's hand to leave Bu Renata's room.

"Mommy should be commemorated for her to repent, Chay. I am also old and lazy to pray. What if the Angel of Death comes while he is sleeping?" Ardian continued to babble while continuing to walk because his hand was pulled Chayra.

Chayra turned around while glaring her eyes at her husband. "What the hell are you talking about, Mas? You should have prayed that Mami would have her guidance. It's people even talk indecisive ngawur."

Ardian grinned at the wrong smile. He did not like to hide what was stored in his heart. "A. I was wrong to say yes.." He asked with his expression.

"Clearly wrong, Mom. Astagfirullahal'adzim.it is still very early in the morning, you have ruined my mood, Mas." Chayra shook her head. Didn't think her husband could be this stupid.

Pov Chayra...

I'm pulling back Mas Ardian's hand. My husband really cannot hide his heart. I was worried that Mami was listening to him earlier, which is why I pulled him so that our position would be safer.

It's been seven days that Papi has left us. So far I've seen neither Mami nor Mas Ardian trying to get closer. Ardian mas only interacts when there is something to discuss.

Mas Ardian said, Mommy is lazy worship. Yes, I admit it's true. But, I dare not interfere too much. Suppose I was close to Mami just like I was close to Mom, I would have issued tausiah so that this old man quickly realized. One more thing, Mami never went to the Tomb of the deceased Papi. If Mas Ardian or I asked, he would blame us for not waking up earlier. Though the hand of Mas Ardian always numb after from Mami's room because it always knocks on the door hard. Astagfirullah, this family is really complicated in my opinion.

Pov Author...

Finally Chayra and Ardian left the two again to the Tomb. They are always routine every morning to the Tomb of the late Mr. Sucipto. Ardian's plan will end on day nine. But, now his wife has asked permission to go home because it is not comfortable.

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Chayra breathed a sigh of relief as she reached the front of the house. Her lips reviewed a smile signifying how much she missed her most comfortable break.

"Let's get down.." Ardian opened the set of belts that protected his body.

"You want to come down, Mom? I thought you were going straight back to Mami's house."

"No. no. no, dear. I also need a quiet rest. At my mother's house I never slept well. I'm gonna take a break, too. Later in the afternoon I will be there to prepare for the event tonight."

"Mm.. But what if Mami's angry?"

"Anged for what? Mami should be grateful I still want to go home even though they kicked me out. Mami also does not want to capitalize for all the needs of the late Papi. Surprised me. when the treasure left by Papi must be all that is left. My grandfather kindly gave me a lot of donations. I don't know how much I owe you if there's no help from Grandpa."

"Hehehe..." Ardian rubbed his nape. "Just bring out the uneg-uneg in the heart. I can't talk to anyone but you."

"But that's not good, dear."

Ardian grimacedly looking at his wife. "I'm sorry. Ah, called dear to you, my chest is immediately pounding like this."

"No need to be afraid, Mom. That's the time, directly dag dig dug." Chayra releases the sling and hands her son to Ardian. "Adzra you're the fat one, Mas. I pegel from yesterday no one changed. You're too busy taking care of this."

"I want to have a dozen kids if there's not much to help."

Chayra glared back as she gulped her saliva with great difficulty. "Don't be crazy, Mom. This one only if you remember the pain still makes the chest pain. How about a dozen?"

"Haha..." Ardian laughed at his wife's expression. "I'm kidding, honey. I want to have a lot of kids. But, as much as you can. If you have two people, you can. Three guys, better. Four people, mmm. I think that's enough."

Chayra leaned back while leaning back her back. "If you want to have many children, you help me give birth."

"I will always accompany you every birth. Twelve times you give birth, then twelve times I will accompany you."

"Huh, you're crazy, Mom. I don't want to overdo it like that. I just hope God gives me the confidence to take care of more than one person. We better pray and give it to God. If Allah SWT willed. Although I don't want to have a dozen, but it's a decree from God, we can't resist."

"Woahh. My wife is the best." Ardian rubbed his wife's head lovingly. "Let's argue again. I'm so sleepy. Sleep a little before Zuhur's time."

"I took you out of there. You were the one who asked me to talk about slacking off unclear. Use the event pingin have a dozen children all. Kirain I'm what a child-making machine." Chayra said as she opened the car door. If he did not end this debate immediately, then they would fail to take a day break. Ardian would never budge if he had argued.

Ardian laughed again. His wife's annoyed expression that she had lost the debate made her very entertained.

When going to lay his body on the bed, Chayra's cellphone suddenly rang loudly. Ardian paused his intention to rebound. It's a pity to wake his wife. Chayra looks very exhausted taking care of her son alone.

Ardian took a deep breath when he saw Grandpa Akmal's phone number plastered on his wife's mobile screen.

"Assalamualaikum, Cake."

"Why did you bring your wife home, Ardian? Your mom cried because she felt everyone was leaving her."

Ardian was surprised to hear Mr. Akmal's words. New problems seem to arise again. "We're just going home for a minute, Cake. Poor Chay because there she can't sleep well. I also asked for good permission earlier with Mami. He said it was up to you. Why are you crying now?"

"Already, don't be extended. The point is you'll be back later in the afternoon."

"Yes, Cake."

"Oh yes, if your wife is too tired, just let her rest at home. No need to bring her back here."

"Grandpa's at Mami's now?"

"Yes, Grandpa is closed, assalamualaikum.."

Tut's... Tut's.. Tut's...

"Wa'alaikumsalam.." Ardian answered the greeting even though the phone connection was cut off unilaterally. His grandfather really. They have a lot of money. End the conversation on your own. Ardian put his wife's phone back on. He returned to his body. He had to rest so that his body fit back. Ever since her papa died, she had never been able to rest well since the responsibility was completely left to her.

Heh, how about having a dozen children if it can never be properly serviced.

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