GENK DUDA ACUTE
117. Finally, Family.

Everyone in the room was still waiting for what Musdalifah would say. Asih put a bowl of salad on the table and stood smiling looking at the confused Musdalifah.

"Sir" said Asih to Musdalifah.

Aware Asih had just greeted him, he shrugged, returning the girl's gaze. "Congratulations?" musdalifah asked still with a confused look.

"Oh, it means not yet know," said Asih. "When seen from afar, it's seen, you know."

"look what? You don't make me goosebumps" said Musdalifah.

"So what's the answer, Mus?" ask Wulan.

"I don't know, Mom. There has been no checking or feeling how," explained Musdalifah.

"But, if you hear from the word Asih Kayaknya you come home from this arisan must stop by the pharmacy Mus." Wulan laughed patting Musdalifah's knee sitting next to him.

Musdalifah nodded. "Bu Winar every pregnant symptoms how? Is there a difference between each child?" ask Musdalifah to Winarsih. When else would she have the opportunity to ask that question to a woman who doesn't talk too much than her husband.

"I think getting pregnant isn't much of a problem. At least I'm just a laper." Winarsih laughed considering that during the early pregnancy Dirja, he spent almost half of his salary from Pak Hartono just for snacks. "There's a little bad taste in smell. But it's only in the first trimester, in the fourth month, everything is no problem. Just plain," explained Winarsih.

"Well, Winarsih is like me. I'm a gini, too, Win." Wulan.

"Denger-denger said that pregnant do not use the event mabok, her children can be many. Because it's not traumatized by the maboknya," said Jennie.

Winarsih. "If you think about it, there really is, anyway, Ma'am." Winarsih laughed after chiming in on Jennifer's words.

"Well, yeah. I think there's a truth, too. Because I'm drunk, I'm kind of kapok. Besides because I can't have any more kids." Orange is grimacing. The conversation that day turned out to be more about pregnancy and children.

Musdalifah and Novi more silent listening to the conversation of their wives superiors.

"You, anyway, it's okay. I'm glad, I got twins. It's complete" welcome Jennifer.

On the other hand, the fathers inched towards the seats on the side porch. Some people hold a plate in their hands and the rest are holding or holding a fussy child. Dean is one of the fathers who took his fussy son. Who else if not Widi.

"Yes, already. You sit here with my father. If you are a little bit craving, do not need to be the same as anyone. Five minutes later, come back here. I've been persuading you from the beginning again. It'll be a long time," Dean scolded his son.

"Yes, geez, De. Lo talk at length also he will not understand," said Sky.

"Gue hope he understands," said Dean, looking down at Widi's face who was flabbergasted to see her father's face. "Oh, you don't know, do you? Anyway do not sulk anymore, if you want to play with his friend. If that's okay?" dean looked at Widi in his lap.

Widi pouted, but nodded.

"That's why hug you, sir" Dean pinta. According to what his father said Widi wrapped her tiny hands around his father's chest. Dean ducked down and kissed his daughter's head.

"This is a son of a very good father, yes, De." Toni appears while holding her son.

"This midi is among the longest so the youngest child. That's why. The others were immediately followed. Directly followed by Dita. Dita directly followed Widi. Widi and Daru are quite far apart. So he's used to being spoiled. She works every day with her sister Nyusu. Kayak ngiri that," Dean said, rubbing Widi's sweaty forehead.

"Name Widi. His initials were the same as his mother's. The effect is very Javanese. But, what's the gini face?" The sky teased Widi who was still sitting on Dean's lap with a sullen face.

Widi has jet black hair that is cut short under her ears. His skin follows Dean's skin, tends to be white. Different from the yellow Vinarsih. His face was almost one hundred percent following his father. Eyes squinty. At first glance, the toddler was also similar to Bu Amalia. Only her tiny, full lips followed her mother's lips.

"This name is because I want a child who looks like him. Be Widi. It should be called Mey Ling. What if his name was Mey Ling?" ask Dean again to Widi.

Widi shakes. "No way," said the toddler.

"good. If that is not often enough. I'll call Mey Ling again." Dean closed his mouth holding back a laugh.

"No," said Widi, hugging Dean.

Ryan looked at what his boss was doing with a sneer. Instead of persuading properly, Dean teased the girl who looked the most like him.

"These are very similar to-"

"Who?" dean asked, raising his eyebrows.

As they all tease Widi, who is rolling on Dean's lap, from a distance, Wulan pushes Bu Anderson's wheelchair towards the terrace.

"You want to show me the same garden as Mami?" tanya Toni with Tirta was in her arms.

"Yes, I got Tirta first. He was full of nyusu. Just waiting for his sleep" said Wulan.

Behind Wulan, Orange, Jennifer, Winarsih, Musdalifah and Novi, follow Wulan's steps out the terrace door to the side garden.

All the women flock to a collection of garden chairs that Asih once occupied while chatting with Musdalifah.

The fathers continued the conversation, observing what their wives were doing from the terrace.

"I took my mom around first, yeah. Want to see the new orchid garden. Just three days ago this orchid collection I completed. I promised Mami." Wulan asked permission from a group of women who had occupied the park bench.

"Yes, it's okay. We just wait here. Let the fathers who once time with their children." From a distance, Jingga saw the sky holding Zurra and staring at her. Orange chuckles at seeing that. Zurra would have approached him, but the sky felt bad if it interfered with the time to gather with mothers who were very rare.

Wulan pushed Bu Anderson's wheelchair in from the right side of the park and turned left around a koi pond. Across the pond, there were various kinds of orchids that he had just bought three days ago.

It is not wrong if orchids become one of the three national flowers in Indonesia. In addition to white jasmine flowers, rare puspa flowers or also known as rafflesia arnoldi flowers, moon orchids are also referred to as charm puspa flowers.

"This, Mi. The flowers that Wulan promised. Lunar orchid. His name is similar to Wulan. Mami is still inget, right, Wulan ever promised this buyin? Look, deh. The flowers are large, the color of the purple is still fresh because it has just bloomed." Wulan took down a single strand of hanging orchid flowers and brought them closer to Bu Anderson.

"Wulan's husband still wants a promise with Mami" said Ms Anderson. "This is the most beautiful. Wulan pinter. My mom loves this park. When done? Mami doesn't know," said Bu Anderson looking around.

"It was not intentionally told to Mami to be a surprise" said Wulan.

"good. Mommy likes. Thank you," said Ms. Anderson, stroking one petal of the moon orchid that her daughter-in-law held.

Ms. Anderson only asked for two orchid flowers from her hanger. He stroked for a moment the flower then asked Wulan to put it back on the hanger. His gaze repeatedly turned towards the terrace.

"Ngeliatin what, Mi?" ask Wulan.

"We're going in, yeah, Lan. Mami kasian with Tirta. Must have slept in his papa. Come on, you put it in the box."

Bu Anderson indeed implies the anxious look at the child just wayangnya has been holding the baby long enough. And his only grandson had slept in a sling for too long.

Wulan went back around the park and passed a group of chairs where several women were sitting conversing.

"Mom-mom, I'm in first, yeah. Mami was worried because Tirta had been held for too long." Wulan blinked her eyes at the women, who clearly understood what she meant.

"I'm coming in too. From earlier it was like Zurra fussy until carried on him." Orange rose from its seat.

As the orange rose to its feet, followed by Winarsih, Jennifer, Musdalifah and Novi, came back into the house.

They just sat in the park for a while. But upon arrival on the porch, all the children rushed to his mother. Including Widi who immediately came down from Dean's lap when he saw Winarsih coming.

"Mey Ling" Widi said as she approached her mother.

"Huh? Who's Mey Ling?" winarsih asked confusedly, looking down on her daughter's face.

"I don't want to be Mey Ling. No Mey Ling" Widi said.

"Widi, yes, tetep Widi. Who made Mey Ling?" ask Winarsih who does not understand the matter.

Apparently, the confusion Winarsih, attracted the attention of Sky who had followed the story about Mey Ling. The sky and Dean looked at each other and chuckled.

"Father said," said Widi.

Winarsih immediately threw an annoyed look at her husband. "Just take care of the child for a while, the child has been renamed," whistle Winarsih.

Dean simply winks at his wife and advances his lips, making the face mimic kiss.

To Be Continued