BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
HAPPY TIDINGS?

Asih's voice sounded faintly calling my name. Slowly, I opened my eyes.

"Milah's pregnant!" that was the first news I heard from mbok Asih when my eyes opened again, after being unconscious. Apparently, Ayu called the doctor because she was worried that something might happen to me.

Hearing the news, I who was still not perfect realized it took a while to digest. That's when, with breath ngosan holding anger, mbak Ayu even angry. She made me explain this pregnancy.

"I'm pregnant?" I'm still trying to digest. After a fraction of a minute, I realized that this moment in my womb was present a little creature whom God had entrusted. It's worth some time it feels like my body feels weak, wake up early also likes nausea. But why didn't I realize it.

"Tell Mila, why did all this happen?" sue mbak Ayu. He walked quickly towards me.

What should I explain? Besides, how do I explain while in my room there are still children mbak Ayu who is standing looking at me at the door. Like waiting for an answer from me.

I am a grown woman who has a husband. If I'm pregnant, why question me? Isn't that normal. Married, then have children? Unless I don't have a partner yet, it's natural to be interrogated like this.

But it doesn't seem to apply to Ayu. He is like a judge who is ready to accuse and punish severely if I answer wrongly. Again I was confused by him. Wrong answer, silence.

"Mila's aircrew!" he pulled my arm.

"What to answer, ma'am?" I asked back, feeling uncomfortable being put in that way.

"Why did you get pregnant?"

"Oh my God, what kind of question is that? I have a husband, so what's wrong with being pregnant? Even if there is something to be questioned, it's just the same as Inspiration!" Jawbaku firmly. Ma'am Ayu admitted he was far above me, including his intelligence..But this kind of thing he doesn't understand.

"What do you mean?"

"Sir, take care of all this. I am tired of dealing with an attitude that drains my emotions. At the moment I am pregnant, I need calm because I am physically weak. If you press me with unreasonable questions, I can get annoyed later!" i said again.

"Mila .. mas Ilham must not know about this!" Ayu's orders. "You understand, right!"

"Mbak has no right to forbid me to tell Ilham. Why should I ban it anyway? Inspiration father of this baby, he deserves to know about his future son."

"No .. No!" Ayu's mother is starting to get hysterical. "My husband should not know. He can't know Mila. Don't tell!" He began to scold.

"Mister, that's it." My love.

"No. Mila. You must not be mean to me with that news. Cannot..No. gabe. No one can know!" He started to hysterically.

Me and Mbok Asih look at each other. For a moment we were silent, then equally confused when he came back hysterical like that time.

"Mbak .. mbak is okay, right?" I tried to get closer, calm down Ayu. But he's still hysterical. Before long, one by one his children approached. Of course they're so mad at me for thinking it's all because of me even though I never meant it.

"Wicked aunt!" Sabrina who usually can still be sweet followed angry. The four of them led their hysterical mother to her room on the second floor.

"Bok, why is everything like this?" I feel more and more limp. My body until it fell back to the floor, fortunately Mbok Asih was quick to accommodate. "Oh my God, I'm really confused. Am I evil, selfish, the destroyer of other people's households?"

"Bus ... Mother, don't be like this. Mother must be strong, for the sake of the child in the mother's womb." Pinta mbok Asih, while gently rubbing my back. "Mom is not wrong. It's not the mothers who come into this family, but those who bring the mother. So don't blame yourself. You also deserve to be happy after the sacrifices you've made all this time."

"But ... mbak Ayu does not like the presence of this baby," I sobbed. "Bok heard for himself, right.he even forbade me to tell Ilham!"

"This is the mother's son and Mr. Ilham, Bu Ayu has no right to regulate anything about this child because he is not his parents. Don't worry, just do what you think is right. The important thing is happy mothers, it also affects the future baby mothers."

"I really like eating simalakama fruit, mbok. Everything I did was wrong. I can only stay here, like a display. Only bought to be stored back so worthless."

"Don't do it, Mom. Mr. Ilham could not have considered mother like that. If Bu Ayu behaves like that, you can be understood, ma'am. Bu Ayu is sick, she is also the position of mother honey. It is natural that he is jealous of his mother. Especially ...."

"What's mbok?"

"Bu Ayu also wanted to have many children like Mr. Ilham's wishes, but Bu Ayu was no longer able to give offspring because his health was not possible. That's it when Ibed was born, Bu Ayu really fought life and death."

O Allah. I immediately hemetar heard the story from mbok Asih. One side is sorry to see it, but on the other hand, I can not deny that I want to also get my rights as a wife of Ilham. Especially at this time there is a prospective child whom God entrusts.

"You should tell Mr. Ilham immediately so that everything is clear." proposed Mbok Asih.

I followed Asih's advice to contact Ilham. He came home soon after I told him about Ayu konymbak.

An hour later, Ilham arrived home. He immediately inquired about the development of Ayu. There's not much information I can give because since I was brought up, I've been told nothing. Everything is handled by the kids.

"Why did Ayu get sick? You guys don't fight anymore, do you?" ask Ilham, while walking down the stairs, while I follow from behind.

"Yes, we fight again" I replied.

"Why?" Ilham turned to look at me. He suddenly stopped making me almost hit him.

"Pig!" Hana who was standing at the top of the stairs called until our conversation came to a halt.

"Dear, what about Umi?" mas Ilham immediately turned to his son, leaving me alone to stand on the stairs.