ATIQA
Chapter 66: The Makian Telfon of Anne

Ardi parked his car in the school parking lot. After a week of permission, he came with a relaxed, sinless look. All stared at Ardi who walked in through class after class. Desas desus Atiqah who was not seen at the same time with himself was heard. Until this morning saw Ardi come without Atiqah.

Lala who already knew it was actually wanting to find out, what happened to Ardi and Atiqah. But Lala undo it. Lala felt that she was no longer Atiqah's friend, because they had not been around for a long time. Lala dodges and Atiqah is more often with Ardi.

"Where is it? permission for a week" asked Typhoon, approaching Ardi who had just entered class.

"To Jogja, there is a need" replied Ardi briefly. He opened his backpack, pulled out an English book.

"One week? it doesn't matter if it takes a month. For Ardi Danurdara, the son of the largest conglomerate to donate funds to schools, it's easy" Typhoon snapped his fingers.

Ardi nodded his head. "Udah? back to the chair" Ardi drove the Typhoon. He was lazy to answer all the questions unclear.

Already since morning Ardi could not contact Atiqah. Ardi.

Hours of lessons begin.

In the morning at the Subroto residence, Atiqah drowned. As usual, he was drunk. Atiqah is in the room accompanied by mbok Jum.

"If pregnant young pancen koyo ngene, patient (indeed like this)" mbok Jum massaging masseuse temple and head Atiqah.

"Yes mbok. But it really does not taste very good" he said closing his eyes, enjoying the massage mbok Jum.

"Sabar .. telung sasi ngkas, ngidame ilang" (Sabar ... 3 months more nausea vomit is gone). Mbok Jum patiently takes care of Atiqah. His experience of having 7 children, no doubt about it.

His phone continued to vibrate from the top of the nightstand, but it felt that Atiqah could not take the phone and answer the phone that was definitely from Ardi.

"Hp ne ket want ether. Sopo knows den Ardi sing nelfon" (his phone from earlier vibrated. Who knows if Ardi is a nelfon). Said mbok Jum still menijati Atiqah head.

"No papa Mbok. I'm still dizzy. Let it be" Atiqah really felt dizzy.

"Yowes"

For one hour Mbok Jum spied Atiqah to sleep. He came out of the pavilion into the kitchen. Plan to prepare fruitful meals for the Atiqah. Foods that can arouse appetite and reduce nausea.

"Mba Atiqah has done Mbok?" tanya Guntur who apparently saw mbok Jum out of the pavilion and followed him to the kitchen.

"Jeez .. ngageti wae koe. Ujug-ujug ndongol" (Jeez, ngagetin aja you. Tau-tau nongolian). Mbok Jum stroked his chest.

"Ngapunten Mbok (sorry Mbok)" Thunder giggled and took a wooden board and knife. "I'm helping Mbok. Want to cook opo?" Thunder observed Mbok Jum who was opening the refrigerator.

"Bayem wae vegetable cooking, ben sueger. Mesakake, another enem. Vomiting teros" (cook vegetable bayem only, let seger. Poor young pregnant. Continued vomiting). Bright mbok Jum, put spinach, carrots and sweet corn on the kitchen table.

"I don't miss mbok" (i help mbok). Thunder picked the spinach, then put it into a small perforated tapered container.

"*Listen a*wakmu ora lungo karo Eyang" (Tumben you do not go with Eyang). Mbok Jum said in astonishment.

"Oh .. ngono to?! (oh so)- nodding the head while peeling the onion and garlic-sing real Tour, kuwi bojone den Ardi. Mbok koe tresnani. Ciloko koe" (the real Thunder, that's his wife mas Ardi. Don't you love. Damn you). Mbok Jum warned Thunder. Although it is old but mbok Jum understands very well to see the thunder that likes to look at Atiqah. A look that has meaning.

"The Opo to Mbok? Ojo macem-macem. I'm yo reti mbak Atiqah garwone mas Ardi" (What the hell Mbok? don't think of anything. I also know Atiqah mas Ardi's wife). Thunder dodged.

"Koe thinks I'm ora reti? paijou .. paijo. Wes ojo macem-macem tase" (You think I don't know? paijou .. paijo. Do not macem anyways). Mbok Jum flicked his right hand that was holding a peeled onion.

Thunder smiled wryly.

*****

Ardi entered the apartment with a tired and irritated face. Atiqah still did not pick up or reply to his messages.

Take off the shoes then walk lethargic towards the sofa and throw his body there, leaning over hugging the pillow. Ardi's asleep.

Two hours later. Ardi's cell phone rang out loud from inside his bag. Ardi was surprised, he hurriedly grabbed the bag and took the phone. Ardi thought it was from Atiqah, it turns out Anne was her mother who called.

"Comm ... Hello" Ardi greeted lazily. It feels so uninspired. Ardi knew his mother called because she wanted to scold him.

"At last you picked up also the phone from Mama" the voice of Anne from the Lion country sounded excited. Eager to curse his son.

"What the hell is Ma? what else?" Ardi is lazy. He again spread his body flat on his back with one arm covering his forehead and one hand sticking a cell phone in his ear.

"You're Mama's only son who's the dumbest. You know we've got our big surname but casually bring that girl to his restaurant Feri. Now all of our extended family in Jogja knows about you getting married and that woman is pregnant. Where's your brain ARDI!!!" Anne dusting. It felt unsatisfied to curse his son not in front of his face directly. Ferries real name from Gombloh.

"I'm not stupid. Mom's a fool, easy to fool!" Ardi replied to Anne.

"What do you mean? don't stray from the subject" Anne still doesn't understand Ardi's remarks.

"No need to talk about that. But it wasn't Ardi who brought Atiqah to Lek Gombloh's restaurant. Anyang who brought it there, so Mama was angry. But ... if you dare" Ardi laughed sarcastically. It was highly unlikely that his mother was angry at Subroto.

"You're the same as yours. Mama pusinggg!!!" Anne screamed holding her nape.

"Let Mama not dizzy, the only way to accept Atiqah as Mama's daughter-in-law. She's pregnant with Mama's granddaughter, my future successor. Remember it's Ma" said Ardi. His words are right. If the baby in the womb Atiqah is male, it is certain to inherit what is in the hands of Ardi.

"Arghh ... no! no! Mama doesn't want to!" Anne screamed again. Anne locked the door to her room. Her daughter Melda heard her mother constantly screaming, making her anxious.

"Whatever Mama! Emm ... Ardi gave advice to Mama. Don't stay in Singapore for long, pity Papa in Jakarta alone. Intar smitten the same young leaves" Ardi giggled and immediately turned off the foreign connection without waiting for Mama's reply.

Ardi was sure very well, his mother would come back screaming and scolding him continuously.

Seriate...