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Arga looked at his wife's weakly lying body on their bed. He thought, How can I be a father? To this day, he really does not believe. Come to think of it when he married Vienna, the shadow of having a tiny baby never crossed Arga's mind.
Because Vienna prefers career, beauty and never want to bother with taking care of a baby. But now that's not going to happen. Because Asta was pregnant, his chest was as tight as tears as if he wanted to spill but he tried to hold it all out.
He gently rubbed the hair of the wife, this woman who will be a temporary home for the baby? Is this the woman who will breastfeed her child for two years? And what is this woman who would be willing to spend her time just for her and their children? Imagining it made Arga very happy. He slowly kissed his wife's forehead, stroked her hair, then he did not leave Asta's stomach just to wipe and whisper the word. "Hi, son. I'm your father, may you be healthy in there. I will wait patiently for you" whispered Arga.
Asta blinked his eyes, a blurred look wrapped around his eyes, he glanced at his stomach and found Arga whispering softly there. "What are you doing, Arga?" ask Asta wonder.
Arga looked up at his wife. "You're awake? How you doing, baby?"
"I'm fine" said Asta, then he moved to sit on his soft mattress.
"Slow down!" arga's orders, worry.
Asta frowned in slight astonishment at the command line for him.
"Slow down, why?"
"You're pregnant, honey," answered Arga, still busy propping up his wife's back.
"I'm pregnant? oh, yes I was late for the month and I was nauseous. Is that a sign I'm pregnant?" ask Asta, full of spirit.
"Yes, you're pregnant with our child, take good care, she's still very small there." Arga rubbed his wife's stomach gently.
Asta continued to gently rub her stomach."What are you doing there, son?"
"Brooked, Mama," answered Arga in a childlike voice.
Because hearing a funny answer from the husband made Asta anxious and spontaneously hit the 35-year-old man's arm.
"ih, squash!"
"Aw, sick, baby!" exclaimed Arga endured the pain.
Asta chuckles at the behavior of her own husband. "Here, hug me!" asta orders by thrusting his hand forward.
Without further ado Arga grabbed his wife's hand, and hugged her. But suddenly ....
"Oekkk!" Asta was suddenly nauseous, it made Arga aghast in shock and let go of the wife's embrace.
"What's wrong?"
"What perfume are you wearing, anyway?" asta asked, covering her nostrils with her hands.
"Ordinary perfume, perfume that you like," plain Arga's charm.
"Go there! Take off your shirt! The smell of your perfume makes me nauseous!" asta's orders.
Arga spontaneously kissed the arm with his own armpits to ascertain if there was anything wrong with his scent.
"Hurry up!" yell Asta.
"Yes-yes. I'll change now" replied Arga innocently.
"Then throw away that perfume!" grumbled Asta upset.
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After a while Arga finished changing clothes he tried to approach the puja woman who was busy pressing the television remote to find the right channel for her to enjoy. But suddenly Asta was stunned at a television commercial where there is a pizzeria with a sprinkling of cheese over it, it really moved Asta's conscience to immediately eat the food of Italian origin. So inevitably she will not hesitate to ask her husband who began to approach her.
"Arga, I want it!" yell Asta.
Arga turned to Asta's index finger. "Yes, I'll buy it."
"No! I want that now!" yell Asta's upset.
"Yes, I will ask Adamson to buy it for you" said Arga with a smile of understanding.
"No need to smile! I want you to buy it right now, baby!" asta's orders.
"Darling, you know exactly who I am, don't you? I wouldn't go to a place like that just to buy a pizzeria" Arga explained, patiently.
Instead of being calm, Asta even more so, he cried so much that Arga would buy what he wanted.
"I want you to go and buy me that food, I don't want anyone else!" asta exclaimed, with tears rushing past her smooth cheeks.
"All right, I'm going, now. You don't have to cry! Take care of your health, you can't be stressed, honey!"
"If you don't want me to be stressed, you should quickly go buy me some Italian food" Asta said with the most awful face and tears never stopped flowing in his eyes.
"Baiklak, I'm leaving, wipe your tears, okay!" said Arga worried.
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After waiting for some time, Arga returned with a pizza order Asta earlier.
"For so long?!"
Arga sighed, holding back the patience of facing this pregnant woman before him.
"Hmmm...."
Deftly Arga opened the pizza he brought in front of his wife. Asta enthusiastically took the pizza and bit the tip a little. Chew slowly, then return the rest back to its place.
"How much is eaten?" ask Arga wonder.
"Yes because you've been around too long, so I don't want to" Asta replied without sin.
Arga once again sighed and rubbed his own chest, muttering inwardly.
"Patience, Arga. This suffering of yours will last for nine months."
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Beneath the beautiful sky carving
I write taste in the temple
Like a thread stitched
Like assembled wood
It didn't feel like it was dripping sweat
Because it turned out to be so far away
To the place where the heart is anchored
To the soul that never decays
But what power
Love is only a taste
Who are buried in the soul
And leave a wounded heart
In the temple
Describe a sick heart
Leave a bitter memory
Which is getting more and more entangled
Honest word in my heart
Just one word is “RINDU”
Which somehow leads to you
And stifling my thinking space
karawang, June 11, 2020
Mone~
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