
At the end of my 6th month of pregnancy, my mother asked me to hold a 7-month celebration at their home.
I haven't conveyed this to Agarish, I'm afraid she doesn't agree.
"Ga." call me while we're sitting in the lounge room.
"Why Yas?" He turned his eyes from the tv towards me.
"Mmmm mama asked us not to give my 7th monthly thanks in their house"
Silent. Agarish was still silent while looking at me. I feel bad now.
"If you don't want me to talk about it well together mama let him not misunderstand" I said back.
"Father" I frowned not understanding. "Father you take it" I'm gawking now.
"Really?" My question is convincing. Agarish just nodded her head at a glance. "Aaaaaa thanks Aga"
I reflexively hugged Agarish's legs that were beside me. Our current position is Agarish sitting at the soup while I sit on the carpet.
"Seneng bangat you" kekehnya then rattled my hair.
"Seneng really even know, I'm not tired of thinking about the reason if mamah later a lot about this"
"Don't be tired of thinking that" I snorted to hear it.
"But you're coming, aren't you?" Asking me worried.
"come. How could I have let you be alone in there? The one who wants to be thankful is also our child" I even gawked at the long answer from Agarish's mouth.
"Good Aga! It's really you who's talking?" I asked while raising my head.
"CZ. Who else" he said.
"I'm not sure I know not"
Cup
A kiss landed on my lips just for a glance.
"Where do you believe it yet?" Ask him by raising his eyebrows.
"But you pervert!" I hit his calf. Agarish just chuckled at my face that was already flushed with embarrassment.
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"Why do you love Agarish to come here to Yas?" Mom whispered when we got home.
It's still early morning, the show was held late afternoon so I could ngundang business colleagues father same Agarish.
"Either, Yasmin was also confused mah. When I was talking about the invitation to mamah he immediately agreed without much anything" I said, shuddering his shoulder.
"Is he sorry for Yas's father?" Ask mamah enthusiastically. I grimaced myself to see her happy face.
"Maybe it is. The proof is he wants to accept the proposal mamah" I replied convincingly. I don't know if Agarish forgave them or not. Rather than disappointed mending say yes.
"Aamiin I hope Yas" I nodded with a smile.
Such is a mother's hope for her child. It is undeniable that the longing in the heart of mamah has mounted for the child alone puppet it.
I can see it clearly. The look of my mama's eyes would turn heartily when staring at Agarish. And with my dad, he's not much different. It was clear that he also had a very obvious burden when he saw Agarish. Maybe he was sorry but still embarrassed to apologize.
"Hahhh" I unconsciously sighed while resting in Agarish's old room.
"Why hmm?" Ask Agarish who had been following me everywhere I went.
"So, again confused" I replied according to the temple.
"Why?" Agarish now pulled me to lie on her thighs. I just according. Then I smiled as her hands slowly inched into my head.
"Don't think of a no-no Yas. Focus on your child just as much as ours. It's my business with dad and it has nothing to do with you" he said coldly.
"But I don't like to see you guys being quiet like this" I replied honestly.
"Had I said not to think about it, bandal you well" Agarish flicked my forehead.
"Only a wife who does not care about her husband who is very stupid when the husband has problems with his own father" I snort not like to hear Agarish's opinion.
"He's the one who's got the wife of your kayak's attention" she snorted at my pointed nose.
"Well that. I already know his wife's attention to fire is still like to argue" my lips do not like.
"Don't like it, baby, it's just that I still need some time" his hand was still twitching in my head, giving a slow massage there.
"When did you get to Ga? Want to wait for me to die first?" Agarish stopped her massage then looked coldly at my eyes.
"I don't like you talking like Yas" he put my head on a pillow and walked out of the room.
Ahhh it looks like I went too far when I said that.
But heyyy I'm not wrong at all. Didn't every pregnant woman ever think like this when her pregnancy before childbirth?.
Besides, I don't know when I'll be able to stay inside Yasmin's body for long. Who knows if Yasmin will come and take over her body.
No one knows the future, right?. If anyone says they know the future, it's just bullshit.
"You're a bumil" Allen poked my chin.
"Have All come?" I was surprised when Allen was in the guest room.
"Yes just now. You've been daydreaming about Mulu" I just smiled.
"Nobody's kids coming?" Ask her.
"Later that night I was here. Nanggung if you close the cafe at this hour. At most around 7 am that's it" I nodded my head.
"Btw is better?" I rolled my eyes lazily when I heard Allen's question for the umpteenth time.
"CK that's what you keep asking. Not yet All. The father of the same son is still stubborn. No one wants to negur first" I shook my head when I remembered the meeting between the two of them this morning.
The two of them just looked at each other for a moment and then threw away their faces at the same time. I was confused myself how else would I make Agarish want to give up and forget his revenge on Dad.
"You don't have to think about Yas. You can't stress, remember you're pregnant now" I nodded my head.
After the business colleagues father and Agarish gathered, the Thanksgiving event began.
Dad introduced me to his friends. Proud of me as the only son-in-law of the Moracco family.
Unbeknownst to Agarish as well, the father often talked about Agarish's company to his business colleagues. Proud of the only son who already has his own big company.
I smiled when I heard my father so enthusiastic about talking about his son. I looked at Agarish who was chatting with her own business colleagues.
I didn't join him because my father took my hand and took me wherever he walked.
I could see clearly the sour face of Agarish when we came face to face. I only smile clumsily when stared at like that.
It feels like I'm caught cheating, but this isn't cheating coy. This was only because Agarish felt defeated as a father.
Though the main character at this time was me, and the one I was accompanying was even the father-in-law not the husband himself.
I apologized to her without a sound when our eyes accidentally met. He just threw his face away.
He was just then when I told him about dying, this was even added by the father-in-law who without feeling guilty even took me everywhere.
The Poor you Yasmin