
The next day, Arsen, Dini, and Dion went on a pilgrimage to the resting place of Dina, her father and mother who were still one location. By driving Romi's car the three of them left first before Romi left for work.
"What's wrong, mom, I got the car today. Romi went to the store on a motorcycle! " said Arsen with a tone of condolence.
"Nothing, once.as long as there is no urgency! " Yulia elbowed Romi's arm. His words must be offensive even if it's true.
"Mas, don't you feel like their relationship is not okay?" yulia was defeated by the sound of a bicycle being heated by her engine. Arsen drove off and was not seen again.
"Huh, what?" Romi shut off the engine.
"You don't feel like the relationship between Dini and her husband is not right?" yulia's voice was further strengthened.
"Oh, that. Yeah, I feel it. But as long as they don't tell us, justin. We don't have to interfere with their household affairs. After all, they only spent a few days here. " replied Romi relaxed, start again and rotate the motor gas.
"Yes, anyway. But Kasian the Arsen is like dicuekin the same Early. He's like a fucking guy, that's it! " the Yulia.
"So your attention is the same as Arsen's. I'm jealous, Yul!" Romi turned his head and looked intently at his wife and spoke in a high tone, Yulia was struck in shock and misbehavior herself. He forgot Romi was very jealous, no matter who it was.
"Eh, I'm misunderstanding gini anyway. Not that, I just feel so good. Not how attention, but how dong, they will be in front of us. Time we have to cuekin, melengos, pura do not know, so?" reply Yulia replied no less loudly. Can't accept the husband being angry about such a trivial thing.
"Ah, stop. Look out anyway, I don't want you to pay too much attention to Arsen. Once again you're watching him, don't blame me for driving them out of this house." threatening Romi sounded out of play.
"Astaghfirullah, sir. You are jealous of her. Yeah, jealous love sign, but not so much too. It's his blind name jealousy." I don't know why, Yulia, always wanted to argue. According to him, Romi has gone too far. Fortunately Kia's crying voice they made them aware of the debate.
"Well, wake up, boy!" Yulia, used to wake Kia at dawn, invited her to the morning prayer congregation, after which Kia sometimes slept again. But sometimes it just follows Shila straight to her room. And playing in the brother's room, as long as Shila prepares to go to school. Not infrequently Shila screams angry because she is disturbed by the presence of Kia.
"Bun_dw!" the child led by Bu Kanti broke away from her Grandmother, and ran towards Yulia and hit her feet.
"Kia, Dad's leaving for work, baby. Salim first, dong!" Kia looked up, heard Romi's voice, then ran towards him and reached out for the salim.
"Ha-ti ha-ti di-ja-lan, A-yah."
"Yes, honey. Don't be naughty yes, massage the same Mother as Grandma too! Bun, I'll go first, take care of the children, assalamu'alaikum. " Romi kissed the top of his son's head, as well as his two cheeks, then rubbed his wife's stomach and head. When in front of the children, Romi called Yulia Mother, so that their children imitated.
"Waalaikum salam." replied Kia and her mother together.
"Be careful, may his sustenance be abundant today and beyond."
" Aamin aamiin's. Don't forget, pay attention to Arsen. I'm not playing, same thing I said before." repeated a similar threat. Yulia just stared at her husband while breathing out.
"Whatever, Mas." stared at her husband's departure until the motor he was driving was invisible.
Almost four hours passed, finally Dini with her husband and son returned, carrying some plastic in his hands.
"Even shopping, Din?"
The white woman smiled, showing the contents of one of the crackles.
"I bought fruit, ma'am! "
"Geez, you bought a lot of fruit!" various kinds of fruit look tempting tongue in a hot day like today. Yulia gulped.
There are red water guava, mango, pineapple, jicama, and star fruit.
"Eh, you're pregnant young, you can't eat pineapple!" Yulia took the pineapple whose skin was still tinge of green and yellow, then kept it away from the gawking Dini range.
"Well, why mbak? "
"Udah, say if you don't want to mess up. You could miscarry Din. Naudzubillah, don't let it! "
"Ah, time anyway! It's just a myth, ma'am!"
"Money myth or not, obviously you better avoid eating this one. Than something that we don't want to happen. Madam Dila, my sister-in-law yesterday miscarried after really eating pineapple. Nurut huh? I don't want anything to happen to you and your baby. Don't be mad at me, 'cause Ma'am is barring you."
"Where might I be angry. You know, mbak similar mbak Dina nature if gini, mbak dina like nasehatin me, but I'm stupid mbak, and I mniesel now.." Early facial water looks changed.
"Eh, pregnant people can't be sad. He said he wanted to run, don't ruin his mood. Jom jom jom, we're doing it! "when the mood of Yulia herself is broken when talking about her ex is very husband. Even if the person concerned is dead.
"Mbak, make it sambel yes, we recommend. I peeled the fruit, mbak Yulia made the sauce."
"okay! Rejoice. Ih, my baby is also keen, Din!" Yulia gave a thumbs up, they laughed happily towards the back of the kitchen. The sadness of Dini is diverted with wishful thinking makes a tantalizing voice.
Aided by Mama Minah, they run behind the house. Ignoring Arsen in the living room who is seen massaging the temple.
"In the past, when pregnant Kia, I often also eat rujak, the mango is directly picked from the front tree of the house, eat it also under the tree. But baby, the tree is now cut down. Yesterday the tree arrived the leaves dried up and fell off. Maybe it's a virus." Yulia nyerocos about her cravings.
"Well, yummy dong. If I've ever been to a tourist spot, eat apples under the tree, it feels delicious, very different." do not want to lose, Dini even follow the show about his experience.
" Well, I want you one day, eat your own meth apple." Sweep with one finger and give a thumbs up.
"Hmmm, endoss! "
"Nahh, this has become his spirit. Call your husband, Din!" Yulia stirred the slices of fruit in a tear, let it be evenly distributed with the spice, the fragrant aroma of fruit mixed with sambal so evocative, Dini gulped her saliva.
"He likes a ginian bak. Let's ask the important design. I'll take it on the plate!" the stronger the assumption of Yulia, that Dini and Arsen are in a relationship that is not good.
"Mak Minah, call Arsen the same Dion in front, yes!" lirih Yulia had her assistant ignore Dini's remark, as the woman whose hair was dyed brown picked up the plate. That's when Arsen and Dion came, and his face changed as he looked at her husband, his smile instantly disappearing.
Even so, they eat with ravenous fruit, while occasionally joking.
"Bak Yulia, the hapeen is the sound! " Mak Minah thrusts a cell phone in her hand. Fani....
"Hello, Assalamu...!"
"Greetings, hey Yulia! What the hell is your husband? Did you ever come by just uring? " serobot voice across there directly nerocos. Yulia stopped eating and stayed away from the people there.
"Well, what does that mean, Fan. What happened to Romi? "
"I suspect, this is the innate god-level atmosphere of the house. Because of darting times, her?"
"Why is he, the feeling was good at home, all right?"
Restless waiting for the afternoon to arrive. Even Kia's babbling voice, and Shila's laughing teased Dion's laughter did not reach his sense of hearing. Her net was seen staring at the television screen, but her mind was nowhere.
Dini and Arsen are just as busy as the flat objects in hand. They rarely interact.
"Why are you, Yul? Kok daydreaming that." bu Kanti who saw the strange thing on her daughter spoke.
"Ah, no papa, ma'am. Mas Romi is coming home soon." he replied not to connect with the mother's question.
"Your son missed his father, didn't he?" bu Kantu stroked Yulia's distended stomach.
"Ehehe, it seems so." There was the sound of a motor horn, disperse the preoccupation of the three children, who immediately greeted him.
"Yeah!" Kia ran to his father's feet. Romi lifted the child up and twisted it in the air, Kia's laughing voice echoed from where Yulia was sitting.
"So, don't like running. If it falls down crying really does not stop long." commented Shila who stood next to his father. Kia hid face to the chest of Romi from the sister who scolded her.
"Ahhh, Daddy's son is already on the scent. There's only one father who hasn't taken a shower!" he kissed the cheeks of the two boys, and ruffled Dion's hair.
"Mas, don't take a shower, I still want to smell your scent!" yulia said as they were both in the room and Romi put a towel around her neck.
"Alright, here." hug and kiss Romi dear to his wife. Then he stretched himself on his back and pulled Yulia slowly until she fell on it.
"Ish, Mas, you're naughty huh! Don't you think it's the same baby?" both of them chuckled as Yulia tickled at Romi's waist.
"Sorry, sorry. After that, you make gemes. Want to eat you." Yulia.
"Where, no fuss Baby?"
" Thank God, no. We were even talking about young people."
"Yeah! Delicious dong."
"He uh, Mas Romi would. I was sidestepping it, it was in the refrigerator, then I took a shower. "
"Hmm, can. "
"Udah, yes. Dingy. Can I take a shower first, right? This sultry!"
"Stay, mas. I'm still at home with your scent." hugged Romi even more tightly.
"Hmmm!" because the sense of fatigue that whack makes Romi liyer liyer rem literate.
"Don't sleep, it wants maghrib!" Yulia shook Romi's body, then got up to sit down.
"Yes yes, that's why the hunt. Ask me what, and I'll take a shower. Sticky body" did not want to fall asleep, Romi got up and sat on the side of the bed. Rotating the head, stretching the body expel aches.
"You were angry at the store, Fanny was confused. Why, is there a problem? Was it from a good house?"
Romi did not answer. But instead hugged very tightly wife, her head ndusel ndusel in between the enlarged stomach. Romi's habits at a time of worry.
"Fani ngadu's? " Roman turned the question around.
"Don't tell me, just ask why you're angry, if there's a problem at home. I said no, didn't I, right? "
" Sami mawon aka sama it's called ngadu. "
"Yes, different dong mas. Duh, you are like Kia aja deh, ndusel ndusel. Don't you, look at it!" trying to keep the head of Romi who continued to kiss the stomach.
"I'm going to talk to my son again.It's Beb! " Yulia could only resign herself to what Romi was doing on her stomach until she was satisfied. Sometimes the baby responds by moving his body, until the surface of the distended stomach moves.
"Where? You haven't answered my question, why were you angry?" questions that divert Romi attention from fetal movements that look bulky, look funny in the eyes of Romi.
"What's wrong, really. I just don't know why, I want to be angry. I guess I haven't been angry in a long time, I need an outlet." Yulia.
"Yaudah, I take a bath first, sultry." Romi shies away from his wife's follow-up questions.
"Basic jago ngeles. Beware, do not like to be angry again with children, if they are wrong reprimand good. Don't be like that, later if they continue the demo do not want to work in the store again how. Can be berabe, right? It's also hard to find instead."
"Duh, pregnant people talk more. I'll stuff your mouth together kiss later, will!"
"Ih, by the way njurus there mulu. There was a bath, wry tau." pushed a plan Romi who was still sticking with him.
"So detained hold, now expelled. Bumil, not consistent. Thankfully I love! "
"We will continue later that night, if the child is asleep, yes" he continued, whispering, then kissed the wife's lips, then cheeks and finally her forehead.
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"Ehmm!" yulia's throat felt dry, when she opened the net she saw the clock showing 1 o'clock in the morning.
"House! " he turned his head to the side, Romi slept soundly after getting rations, night sports done slowly, afraid to hurt baby. He said to launch the birth canal, so that the baby does not get lost when he wants to go out later, as well as various other reasons made.
"Where are you going?" the hoarse voice stopped Yulia's steps.
"You take the water, thirsty." without being asked Romi rose, accompanied the wife to fetch water.
"What's the sound, Mom? " whispered Yulia as they were in the kitchen.
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