Being a Milk Mom For Twin Nieces
Chapters 16. A Different Figure

The next morning, the same routine but never any boss for Anindya is struggling with the activities of taking care of and breastfeeding the twins since the first time his eyes opened.

Cring...Drrt. His phone rang tucked under his sleeping pillow.

"Hello, Lin?" answer directly to someone who contacted him.

“Halo, Nin. How can I not get guidance next week? We made an appointment with the professor. If you do not come, later this five-child slot will be replaced for other friends who want guidance as well.”

Anindya who is eating her homemade sandwich by carrying baby Chesa in a sling will be even more troublesome if you have to continue flanking the phone between her shoulders and ears.

He who was breastfeeding baby Chesa with a leaning position on the bed board, then got up and put the phone on the table. Enabling the loud speaker feature to be an alternative so that all activities can run at the same time.

“Eh, Lin, don't you love someone else just yet! I haven't got permission. Wait for me first,” replied Anindya who was not clear because her mouth was filled with food.

“What, Nin? Waitin what?” Alina, on the other side she asked in a loud tone greeting Anindya's vague voice.

“Iya, wait for me to get permission first,” said Anindya repeated his words when the food in his mouth was pulverized and can be swallowed well.

“Izin from whom, anyway? Then why have you never been to the boarding house? We're here to play with the bells, Nin,” said his friend.

They don't know if Anindya is married. Also, they never knew if Anindya had ever been pregnant even her baby died after birth. Anindya is very good at hiding her problems from her closest friends.

All they know, last semester's leave Anindya proposed when her stomach was already visibly enlarged, not necessarily raises suspicion for his friends because indeed the last few months Anindya looks very tired of undergoing lectures especially when completing an internship at one of the institutions as a final project– assignments in the previous semester.

But now, Anindya wants to go back to college and pursue her dental medicine degree.

“I'm busy at home. You ‘kan know my sister has just died after giving birth to my two nephews,” Anindya reminded.

“Iya, continue?” Alina chimed in without sympathy.

“Yes, keep–“ Anindya confused, there is no way she said to be a mother she continued or will make Alina demand more explanation and will be the length of the story.

“You're his mother, are you? No, right? Take the time to complete your script. Don't love your semester money?” Alina.

It is true, this is where Alina who has always been a motivator when Anindya has felt tired of studying especially with the task and the difficulty of struggling in the medical department she is in. However, thanks to Alina who was able to deliver Anindya not to despair and was up to the end of his studies.

“You're right, Lin. My brother has already paid a lot of UKT money this semester. I have to finish my studies this semester. Don't want to linger because after that I don't know what to pay with,” Anindya said in her heart.

“Okey, I'm coming!” he said decided steadily.

Get permission or not, let's just say she has permission because at least yesterday Anindya has told her husband.

“Serah,” this time Anindya's answer is flat. In his gang, everyone knows that Anindya always looks excited when she sees young doctors who are handsome and fresh in his college hospital.

But as if changing direction, Anindya became not interested in any handsome man especially in other doctors because of her personal experience that had been hurt by men from the same profession.

“Okey later you send, yesterday had a selfie,” said Alina again.

“I'm-send, yes! Look, how handsome do you think he is? I also have her number, she's a very humble doctor, ” Alina added.

The clonteng! Notification of the incoming message reads, the picture message from Alina he has received.

“Nin? Still hear?” alina asked after a while no sound was heard from across the phone because Anindya was busy looking at the photo sent by Alina.

“Nin? Even turu!” alina's lips are over there.

“Anin, hello?”

Anindya was looking carefully at the photo by rotating the screen rotation so that the photo looks wider and clearer to ascertain whether the only male figure among the girls is Arsatya, her husband or not.

However, on the right chest of the man clearly visible name tag attached and written a series of names dr. Arsatya Pramana, Sp. PD, XRP.

“Nin, I hung up, yeah?” said Alina who did not also hear a voice from across the phone.

"Oh!" Anindya squealing. She was recently distracted from her focus not because of Alina's voice, but the baby Chesa clawing her cheeks with her long nails.

"Mrs? What else, anyway? You okay?" ask Alina from across the call.

“Eee, wait! This is your photo when, Lin?” anindya's curiosity was finally provoked as well.

“But yesterday afternoon,” replied Alina.

Deg.

“Burn afternoon? Yesterday afternoon he could smile like this, why was the night I saw him gloomy like that?”

“Already, yes. See you next week, Anin! Greetings to the twins, bye!” alina said at the end of the conversation.

Anindya did not heed, she was focusing on staring at the photo longer. Comparing the figure of a man in a white suit with the smile of his toothpaste in the photo to the original look of the same man he had seen last night.

Unceasingly Anindya commented in her heart, “Very different. In this photo he looks like a happy king surrounded by his concubines, while at home like the king of the forest only. Shitty!”