
The POV Haris
Actually I still want to stay longer at Mother's house, enjoy the beautiful rural atmosphere, as well as healing thinly to rest the mind from the burden of problems that have been squeezing the chest. However, since Diana was fussy about wanting to go home soon, inevitably I had to obey her.
"We've been here long enough, Mom, we better go home. I miss my room. I don't know, this may be a baby inn times, yes, kepengennya comfortable in our room," said Diana.
As expected, Diana would definitely not stay at home for long. Diana who has always been close to amenities and luxury will not be able to blend in with the aura of my family's poverty.
"Haris, from now on you have to be more patient. Nak Diana is pregnant and usually the pregnant woman will experience cravings. A husband's patience will be tested when his wife is pregnant. If later, for example, your wife is often angry or yelling in a high tone, do not be taken away. It is indeed congenital pregnant women are sensitive," Mother's advice.
I merely recited all the words of Mother, though I did not really mean to do so.
"For a woman, pregnancy brings her own happiness. Your job as a husband must support and continue to accompany. Do not let, if Diana is not feeling well, even you lure with words that can make her emotional. You get it, don't you, I mean?"
"Yes, Mom. Of course I understand."
I did not answer at length Mother's words. All this time my stock of patience has been very abundant in facing the character of Diana. So, as training says, I've graduated cumlaude facing Diana.
It's up to you when you're home, Diana will do whatever she wants. I don't care anymore. For me, although now the divorce lawsuit has been lifted from the religious court, but the love and affection for Diana was the same, has been uprooted from this heart, even long before the presence of Keisya.
"Santi, Brother go home first yes, titip mother. Don't let me do a hard job. Mother later, if her grandson is born, must come to the house of her brother. You'll be with me?"
"Yes, Brother. Brother don't worry. Later Santi who will nganterin Mother, if his son Kak Haris has been born," said Santi.
"Be careful, Haris. Take good care of your wife!" my mother shouted as I closed the car door.
While driving forward, I glanced towards Diana's flat stomach. Now I'm confused. Is she actually pregnant or just pretending to be pregnant?
But I'm not sure if Diana would dare to pretend to be pregnant. Although I very much expected this was indeed a pretend and part of Diana's play.
"Are you really sure that the child you're in is my son?" ask me to sniff when I see Diana's flat stomach.
"Haris, please, don't start again. You didn't hear your mother's message? The rub should be kept calm. Don't stress."
"That night I was completely unconscious. You're the one who got alcohol into my drink, so it's only natural that I ask. Because I thought we didn't do anything."
"It's up to you, Haris. Whether you like to admit this child or not, obviously you're the father, who else?"
Diana looked straight ahead without looking at me. For a moment, I thought it was too much to suspect him. But how else, at least I still need some time to convince myself that it's my son.
"Before, I wanted to make it clear that I did indeed withdraw the divorce lawsuit in court. But that was true only until this child was born. If she's born, I'm going to continue with the divorce and you can't get in the way."
"Haris, you are truly a king of hearts, yes. Didn't you listen to your mother's words? I can talk about divorce when I'm pregnant! You really don't have a heart!" Diana raised her tone.
"Oh yes, I have no heart for you. As a husband, I gave up. I will only be a father to the child you bear" I said, leaving Diana in disbelief.
Tbc.
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