Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD125S. Graduations

I've been wailing since, because the order in which my name will be called soon. But, bang Givan and mbak Canda have not yet been seen. Are they trapped in the airport? Are they enjoying their break? Because of course, they were shocked by the time difference. It's like being in a different dimension.

Everyone applauded, when my name was called. After I shook hands and turned around to be photographed together, I couldn't breathe when I saw Givan bang and Canda step quickly here.

How do they respond? I was afraid that one of them was surprised and something happened with his health.

I'm welcome to go aside and take photos with my family. His mother Alfonso, his father Alfonso, Alfonso and his sister were prepared with proper makeup and a big smile.

My hands were trembling, I was holding back and scared at the same time. But unexpectedly, bang Givan and mbak Canda immediately stood beside me and put a smile towards the camera.

Did they not see my stomach? Is it because this huge robe is black, so my big belly is disguised?

Some shots were taken, then we are welcome to move places because we will replace with other participants.

“Still, Ma'am, Bang. You guys came too.“ I hugged both of them at once.

“What's wrong, will Mbak want a vacation too.“ Mbak Canda immediately returned my embrace.

However, look another on bang Givan. He let go of my embrace for a moment, then he left his waist by putting his eyebrows together.

“You're pregnant, Ria?!“ His eyes immediately glared with an angry expression, his breathing deep and gruffly blowing.

“Times anyway, Mas?“ Ms. Canda touched my stomach, apparently she was not aware of my pregnancy when I hugged her.

“Ehh, yes.“ Madam Canda widened her eyes, then she directly rubbed my arm.

“Excuse. I have the best place to talk after this, because it's not good to talk while standing like this. Come on, follow me,” said his father Alfonso in his great uniform. Fifteen minutes ago, he just came to my show.

Excuse um. I have the best place to talk after this, because it is not good to talk while standing like this. Come on, follow me.

They are a good family, but I am not a relative.

“Damn you, Ria! You think, I you'll understand your reason?! After this, don't call me brother again! I'm a big brother to a submissive sister, not a debater and difficult to manage.“ Bang Givan took a step first, nudging my arm.

“Mas, I didn't know she was raped, did I?“ Ms. Canda was holding me, but she waved her hand at her husband.

Bang Givan looked at me. “Do not get the most know!“ After that, he turned in the footsteps of his father Alfonso.

The show's not over yet, I can't follow them. I gave permission to Alfonso's mother who was behind me with her two children, that I would follow this event until it was finished first. According to the arrangement of the event, it will be completed in about an hour and a half.

“Mbak, follow them first. I had to take part in the event, he said an hour and a half. It was about forty-five minutes ago, Ma'am. Forty-five minutes left, Ma'am.“ Half the show, the show is running.

“What can you come sit?“ Ma'am Canda is still holding my hand.

“Eummmm, please ademin heart bang Givan, Ma'am. Apologize me to him, Ma'am.“ I shook his hand, still holding on to me.

“Duh…. Though this back part already kepengen sitting.“ Canda's mother was singing her lips.

As if she did not care about my newly discovered pregnancy, she did not care if her husband was angry. He is not grandiose, he just wants to sit down.

“Yes will find a seat, not directly sit. That's it, Ria. Take Mbak to sit with you there, while we chat.“

Oh, it turns out he had a purpose to chat with me.

“Ya already, Mbak.“ I held her and walked towards the seat filled by those who had already advanced forward.

I made small talk, even saying that my brother was tired and needed a seat. Yes not entirely wrong too, because Mbak Canda really want to find a seat.

“How much is this month? Where did you get this gift from?“

Positive and magical mind.

My son thirsted for a touch of affection, he immediately moved when Canda rubbed my stomach. He responds to his budhenya, he responds to his meaning.

“Tomped schedule cesarean, Mbak. Tomorrow at thirty-six Weeks.“ I rubbed my stomach too.

“Loh? You're tall, why the hell all this cesarean? Delicious cringe, immediately lost the pain once the baby came out.“ Her smile was beautiful, so Canda didn't have the anger of seeing my pregnancy.

“Sungsang.“ I instantly changed my pathetic face.

“Ghavi breech loh, born normal dia.“ Ghavi is his brother-in-law, bang Ghavi is the twin brother of the Ghava bang.

“Takau, said doctor should cesarean.“ He said to save both lives. I'm dying, for my own good and for my son's.

Mbak Canda. “Who do you want to make a baby sitter? Ma'am bothered to take care of your brother-in-law, eating her fussy older, her digestion is sensitive. Udah can not brother-in-law you eat chili, or spicy a little. In fact, it used to be instant noodles just love cayenne pepper two.“

I frowned, I don't understand my brother's thoughts? Are all mothers unable to take care of their children, he said? Am I not worthy to be the mother of my child?

“Why use baby sitter?“ tanyaku later.

Madam Canda looked straight at my face, with her hands still rubbing my stomach. “Indeed who else would you bother? Mammy? Mamah Dinda's? Do your brothers from Java care about our lives? They just understand that we have to 'nyelondo' to those older.“ His face immediately turned grim and angry.

“You want to check where are you going? Tomorrow you give birth, do you have to throw away your child? Meanwhile, in the house was the children of people. Does the child of his own brother deserve Mbak throw away, if the child of anyone Mbak educated and raised? Don't you tell me you don't want to bother Ma'am, do you have any relatives or relatives?! Does anyone care about you? Does anyone care about your son? Your companion, in fact, is not here to wipe your stomach. Was Plonco the one that hamili you? I don't think she believed it because she called Givan a few times and there was no news about you and your pregnancy. You grow your pain, you let your stomach sit this big, you think after the operation, you can take a shower yourself? Can you take your child out of the cot, keep moving it to your own crib? You are capable indeed, to change clothes and change pads for your own puerper? You think this is funny? You think this is a surprise? You think this is a happy thing?“ He spoke fluently in front of my face in a soft tone.

I'm sure only me and her can hear this conversation.

“But that doesn't mean I don't have a chance to be the mother of my son, right?“ I looked into the shady eyes of my brother who was already watering badly.

“Now you think! Call yourself a single parent, and you still have an obligation to pay for your child. Plus, with the maruknya you want to take care of your son too? Indeed capable? It feels impossible. Who else do you give your obligation to take care of your son, other than Ma'am? Do you and your son want a lifetime of donations to eat from Ma'am and Mas Givan? Not so, we give alms and donate at any time, not every time. You have to find money, for the lives of you and your son. What were you schooled this high for? For a gold-plated household? For your future, Ria!“ Mbak Canda to pat my jidat.

Her mouth resembled her husband and mother-in-law.

He sat straight back, facing forward with his tears in his eyes. He really did not look as happy and happy as before. He dropped my mind and awakened me. I'm back to trouble him.

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