
“Good afternoon, it is time for lunch for the patient.”, said a nurse who stopped serious discussions Arya with two employees.
“Ohiya, sus. I woke up my wife a moment ago.”, said Arya stood up and allowed the sisters to push her food inside.
Arya opened the curtain that had closed Dinda's bed. His wife was not wearing a hijab. Dinda's blonde hair dangled neatly on her shoulder, covering half of her still-sleeping face.
“Honey, Dear.”, call Arya soft.
“Hm?”, Dinda finally woke up because of Arya's grip on her shoulder.
Although Dinda can easily fall asleep and difficult to be disturbed despite the sound. But if one already held onto his shoulder, he could easily wake up.
“Lunch is here. You have lunch first, yes. Later if it is late, fear of nausea again.”, said Arya.
“Hn. Mas Arya has eaten?”, asked Dinda woke up and struggled spoiled by holding Arya's arm and trying to hug her.
But then, her head appeared beside Arya's arm and she saw two people who were no strangers to her. At least the person on the left was not so foreign to him. At first, Dinda thought she was still sleeping and hallucinating. But after he opened his eyes again, the two people were still there.
“Oh?”, Dinda is directly hiding in Arya's body.
“Why are you?”, asked Arya confused.
“Anyone?”, asked Dinda to raise her head up so she could see Arya.
“Hn. It has been two hours they are here.”, Arya replied casually.
“Ih.. Why did Arya not say, anyway. I will be ashamed.”, whispered Dinda slowly.
His hand that was hugging Arya instantly he came off instantly. The sister behind who saw and heard a thin-thin instantly smiled.
“There are sisters too, you are ordinary aja.”, said Arya.
“Yes different, if the sisters I don't see every day. The guard is different too - different. If it's an office guy, right. Ih. mas Arya.”, Dinda hits Arya slowly.
“Close again the curtains.”, said Dinda shy.
“Why be ashamed. You don't want to say hello? Some want to eat, his face is not washed first?”, asked Arya.
The man knew his wife was embarrassed, but he kept teasing her.
“Where? If only Siska would I be brave. But it's Miss Susan. Aye right? Shame ah mas.”, said Dinda immediately panicked.
“Ih, kayak your boy. Already there clean his face first trus say hello and immediately eat.”, said Arya.
“Mas Arya is right, yes. Why not go to the office, if you want to meet. Why are even office people brought here. Kan shy.”, said Dinda still protest.
“Let's have no one to look after. Everyone knows we are married. Siska already knows, Susan, even though you may have met. Now I formally introduce, Dinda, my wife.”, said Arya immediately turned her body facing the sofa where Siska and Susan were sitting.
Automatically, their views immediately led to Dinda. Dinda immediately panicked and could only smile stiffly and bow slightly.
“He-he.. Greetings, Miss Susan.”, said Dinda nervously.
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Ibas just parked his car in front of the house. Today he had to go home because Andin was staying at his apartment with their children and close cousins.
It was late in the afternoon, and the sun had not completely sunk. Kuswan still faithfully read the newspaper today which is still not complete he read all. In addition to the chair, there are some cake no sugar which was deliberately made by Inggit. Do not forget a glass of warm ginger drink that became the habit of the sorenya.
“Sore Pa.”, greet Ibas who just set foot on the terrace of the house.
“Heh.. Just play nyelonong. Get used to going home with greetings first.”, said Kuswan stopped Ibas who was impatient to lay down in his room.
“Masa is already this age is still a greeting anyway, Pa. Shame on SD.” boy, protest Ibas with lazy tone.
“You got the wrong teaching. Want any age, it should be the child salim with both parents. Not that you are said to be an SD child. It shows your respect. …..”, Kuswan immediately gave a short lecture to Ibas.
“And one more. If you go home, you should say hello. Assalamu’alaikum. So. Afternoon, morning, afternoon, it can be. But the greeting was better first.”, Kuswan continued after he gave long advice earlier.
“Iya, yes Pa. Here, Ibas salim. The feeling of Arya mas never salim deh when returning home.”, said Ibas immediately condemned himself for having thrown protests again on his papa.
‘Mouth - mouth. Why can not be invited to compromise, sih.”, said Ibas grumbling and annoyed at himself.
“He don't you imitate. You need special treatment to teach your mas. Arya could no longer hear papa. Papa has to talk to his wife, and then he wants to hear. By the way, where did Arya not come home.”, asked Kuswan who was surprised for two days he did not see the son and his wife.
“Ah.. mas Arya stay at apartment, Pa.”, replied Ibas.
He was actually a bit shocked from being shot at such a question straight away when he had just returned home. Ibas is not very good at keeping secrets. His mouth was not the type that could keep a secret for too long. So Ibas was a bit nervous when Kuswan shot him with the question.
“Loh, why stay at the apartment continuously lately. Not that he could just go home. It's a pity that in Dinda's apartment no one cooks. She's pregnant too. It should be at home.”, Kuswan's real protest was mistargeted. Why should I tell Ibas.
‘Ha-ha.. I have to answer what, yes.’, the heart of Ibas dag dig dug for fear of mistalking.
“Hm.. less know also Pa. Mas Arya such a message to Ibas. Maybe mama knows better.”, said Ibas instead throw a ball at his mother.
‘Sh*t, why do I say mom knows better. Where mama knows. Argh.. shhhhh.. The least people can keep a secret. Hah...how is this.’, cried Ibas in heart. He's very panicked right now.
“Mama you didn't say anything to papa.”
“Eh.. Tumben you come home quickly Ibas.”, asked Inggit who just appeared in the house.
“Usually also will Ibas come home quickly, ma. Mas Arya aja who is among the workaholics is afraid to go home, so do not go home - home.”, said Ibas.
‘Sh*t... again - again this mouth can not be invited to cooperate. Mas Arya, the wrong thing itself always makes sensi. My mouth will become accustomed to the sensiin mas Arya.’, said Ibas in his heart.
“Ohiya.. Arya's not coming home tonight? Duh, even though mom wants to give recommendations for gymnastics gallery pregnant women for Dinda. Recommendations from friends - friends arisan.”, said Inggit disappointed.
“Allet alone ma. Dinda's pregnancy was only a few months. You used to feel you were not there to come - join gymnastics.”, commented Kuswan.
“Ih. Who said you used to have no gymnastics. We are the ones who don't know. She's pregnant abroad. So we don't keep watching. Anyway, precisely at the beginning - this beginning we have been searching - searching gymnastics place, so that later if it is time to stay in, Pa.”, said Inggit eagerly talking about pregnant gymnastics.
“Mama has a brochure with a friend of Arisan Amam. Mom picked up.”, said Inggit, stepping inside to pick up the brochure he brought from last week's march in a drawer.
Ibas saw there was a chance for him to escape.
“Ibas, where are you going?”, asked Kuswan who had seen Ibas stepping in quietly.
“Oh? Come in, change your clothes and rest. Very tired, pa.”, said Ibas, even though the battery is still full 100% to play online games in his room.
“Bas, papa this weekend for help us transfer to a golf place, yes. Papa wants a reunion with friends - papa.” friends, Kuswan said.
Ibas' heart was almost dislodged because he thought his father still wanted to ask about Arya and Dinda.
“Oh. can, Pa. This weekend Ibas not going anywhere, really. But where did Mr Cecep go?”, asked Ibas confused. Usually also his papa always ushered Mr. Cecek. If golf, surely Ibas must wake up early in the morning.
“Pak Cecep permission no affairs kondangan his close brother. So Saturday Sunday is not at home.”, Kuswan said.
“Hm.. yes already. Then Ibas rose to the top, yes.”, said Ibas pamit.
“Eh..wait.”, call Kuswan again.
“Hn? What is it, pa?”, asked Ibas gregetan because his steps are often stopped by his papa.
“Call Arya yes, say tell go home. Do not stay in the apartment.”, said Kuswan.
“Iya, yes.. Ibas at home. Asked by Arya mulu mas Arya mulu.”, Ibas protested that she felt jealous of her brother.
“You want to talk business and economics? If you want papa will not ask Mas you.”
“Ha-ha.. thanks, Pa.”, Ibas give up immediately.
“Papa.. This is her gym brochure. Mama wants to get Dinda on the list here. Good, this pa. He said it could ease labor. Keep making children and their mothers also healthy and can relieve pre and postpartum stress.”, Inggit who just came out again immediately excited to bring a brochure that he managed to find.
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