Larasati & Mr. Regent
Zafran

Duta and Laras took the time to leave for Jakarta to visit Agus and Yuna's son, Zafran Kusuma Wicaksana. Mamah Aini, aunt Rum, and aunt Meli also went there. Except for Nina and Dirga, they had just finished their cut, so could not be allowed to.

"Bang Farid, keep my schedule until later tonight. Tomorrow I have permission, because I have to go to Jakarta"

Farid knitted his brows. "To Jakarta sir?"

"Yes, look at Zafran. His second son Mas Agus" Farid nodded. "May I have a gift, sir?"

Ambassador saw Farid. "Can. Why don't you come along?"

"Ais pregnant sir, still vulnerable if you take a plane or long trip. Afraid of why sir"

Ambassador nodded. "Hmm, when am I equally given trust again with God. Tomorrow tell Mr. Pri to take us to the airport at 5am ya bang"

"Patience sir, all there is already time and portion of each. His brother's pissed off sir. No sir, I'll lose it to Pri sir"

"Thank you bang"

Sometimes Ambassador and Laras feel lonely. They want a child, as a complement to happiness. Longing for the presence of the baby but Duta is afraid to hurt his wife if he continues to ask questions have been late for months or not.

Ikhtiar is always done, the consumption of foods high in folic acid, consumption of vitamin E, dates, zuriat, all kinds of what this person says, in order to gain trust again by God with the presence of a child, and the, but it hasn't happened yet.

Yes, they have to be patient, strive a lot, and pray.

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That night Laras immediately prepared his luggage, not much just 2 pairs of clothes and toiletries towels, makeup equipment, and jackets, because it is currently the rainy season.

After it was felt that everything had entered, Laras immediately cleaned himself, rubbed his teeth and rubbed his face in front of the mirror.

The ritual is less than a minute, her husband is home. "Assalamualaikum"

"Eh, hail waalaikum. Brother has come home? Have you eaten yet, dear? Or take a shower?" tanyanya while taking her husband's bag and kissing the Ambassador's hand.

The ambassador always smiled when his wife asked like that. "Abang had eaten earlier in the meeting, sorry to go home late, had to finish work first before leaving for Jakarta tomorrow"

"Yes, no papa, if that's how Laras prepare water first" Hand Laras immediately pulled by the Ambassador so that the body Laras now in the arms of her husband.

"Eh, brother why the hell?" tanya Laras slightly pushed the body of the Ambassador.

"No papa, miss you. Brother take a shower later, want to miss the same you used to"

Baras smiled in that embrace. "Ih, what the hell brother? Smell baby, take a shower first"

"When you were pregnant, my brother wanted to dry whatever kayak you will end" protested the Ambassador.

"Hahaha, different dong dear. That's the one who wants to debay, not Laras". The ambassador took off his embrace.

"Oooh, so don't you like the smell of your dried brother?"

"Ih, crashing. Not that, Laras likes it. But aren't you that hot?"

"So, enough of the bases, my brother is impatient. Hungry brother look at you" Laras just laughed and tried to avoid when he was about to be attacked by the Ambassador, but in vain, the Ambassador will not give up before eating it.

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That dawn, Laras and Duta one car with Pak Pri, while mamah Aini, aunty Rum, and aunty Meli one car with a mamah driver Aini.

As soon as they arrived, they almost missed the plane. On the road there is traffic.

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The journey starts, it only takes 1 hour to get to Jakarta. They were picked up by Agus and his driver.

"Assalamualaikum" said Agus welcomed all.

"Waalaikum salam" Agus greeted one by one of them except for Laras who just clenched his hands in front of his chest.

Mamah Aini and her sisters rushed to the house with driver Agus. While the Ambassador and Baras one car with him.

"Mas told a lot of stories about you guys. Mas also concerned about your miscarriage Ras, mas also happy you can be inaugurated again Dut"

"Thank you" replied the couple.

"Wouldn't you pick me up?" ask Laras.

"She's still flirting with Zafran, at first she asked her sister to be exchanged for a girl. Haha, Kinan's base"

"Hahaha, it's good to play in exchange, guess what toy?" chirps Ambassador of origin.

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The grandmothers took turns holding Zafran. After they were satisfied, Laras tried to carry him. Stiff. Never held a child at all.

"You are very stiff Race, you know" aunty Rum justifies the position of Laras' hand.

Baras just grimaced to hear aunt Rum's statement. "Learn the rigid barrel, he has never carried a baby. Later also get used to himself" bela aunty Meli.

"Later that's when, already a few months after the miscarriage is also not filled yet anyway you are Ras, when would you love a grandchild? Intention to give grandchildren to mamah, no? Not pregnant!" mamah Aini's word is a little spicy.

Clekiiite. Heartache Laras when mamah Aini said that. His tears suddenly dripped down Zafran's sleeping cheeks.

"Maaaah" said Yuna reminded her mother to slightly keep the feeling of Laras.

Laras wanted to answer but his lips were twisted. Zafran was put back in the baby box. Agus and the incoming Ambassador want to see Zafran as well.

"Want a coffee? Bikinkan barrel huh?" he said while wiping his tears. Then left Zafran's room.

"Astaghfirullah, Mbak Aini this piye anyway, he just lost you mbak. The feeling is still sensitive, mbok yo said slowly mbak" protest aunt Rum.

"What the hell is it?" ask the confused ambassador.

"Dek, follow your wife. He needs you" Yuna said. Agus seemed to understand the situation. "Sana Dut, accompany Laras"

Aini regretted asking that question. Don't know if it hurt her daughter-in-law's feelings.

"Well, ma'am if you talk carefully dong. They had just gone through many trials" Agus told his mother. Mamah Aini just nodded and regretted.

The ambassador saw Laras making coffee but with a whim. He touched his wife's shoulder and turned her body.

Laras looked down not to be seen crying. The ambassador took her into his arms. "Why?" Barrel just shook his head but spilled all his tears.

The ambassador just kept waiting until Laras calmed down. Before long Laras was rather calm. The ambassador pulled up a chair and took her to sit there.

"Same story brother, what's wrong?"

"There's nothing. Only touched to be able to carry Zafran. Maybe, if at that time Laras did not miscarry, now we are waiting for the birth of debay" he said lying.

The ambassador just smiled "Everything is written in the destiny of our lives, dear. Let's just say, God will replace the more beautiful"

Laras nodded. "This is the coffee bang" Ambassador sipped the coffee. "Check Zafran again yuk"

"Abang first, Laras wants to shower first. Barrels stay to room yes" the Ambassador nodded. He knew his wife was lying and didn't want to tell a story.

What are you hiding, baby? inner Ambassador. Agus accompanied him to coffee.

"Which track?" ask Agus

"Mandy"

"She must be sad, mamah nih sometimes her mouth can not brake" Duta stopped his activity sipping coffee.

"Mommy?"

"Yes, Laras cried because of the mamah, mamah said, the intention of the grandchild's love to mamah no heck? Not pregnant"

"Astaghfirullah"

"Laras.got to say?" ask Agus who knows the expression of the Ambassador.

The ambassador just shook his head. "The ambassador after Laras first mas"

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Oh in-laws oh in-laws..well, but once you talk directly make suakiiiittt mak clekiiiiiiitt hehehe not all so really. Patience Larass