
"Mother, it's just." replied Cliantha stammering, she didn't know what to say.
"You're pregnant, but didn't tell Mommy?" search Daisya for her daughter.
"Dad should know this news, Cia. Good news like this, why is it hidden?" Daisya pulled her daughter's hand to go with her to meet the men who were still sitting in the living room and relaxing.
"Dad, look at what you found in the kitchen" Daisya said, making a scene in the living room of the child's house and daughter-in-law.
"What, Bun?" andra asked his wife who saw that. The woman was still acting violently even though her age could no longer be said to be young.
"Slow down, what's up? Why does it look so serious?" Asked Andra who stood up to greet his wife who would report something important by bringing Cliantha with him behind his body.
As for Narendra, he had expected what the in-laws would talk about because he understood very well what his in-laws were carrying in addition to Cliantha who was in his arms.
"Box that formula milk?" Ask Narendra in his heart. The man got up from his sitting position.
Neither Narendra nor Cliatha could stand in the way of the mother's supposition, other than to be silent and resigned about what her in-laws would talk about the milk box.
"Lhat, you find a lot of formula for pregnant women in the kitchen" said Daisya.
"Then?" Ask Andra's father wrinkled his forehead after receiving a milk box formulated specifically for pregnant women.
"Obviously, Cia's pregnant, but they didn't tell us this right away, Dad. This is what you've been waiting for a long time. However, they could have kept it to themselves" the middle-aged woman pointed out.
"Bun, actually...." Cliantha wanted to say something, but hesitated.
"Not much of a reason, dear. Mother is still happy even though you hid this news before,"
"Cia, is that true, son?" Andra asked her daughter gently.
"Dad, I'm actually...."
"Ren, isn't it true that you're going to be Oma?" Daisya immediately asked Narendra.
"Right, Bun," the man replied confirming. I don't know which grandson will be born. In essence, there will be a baby born in that house, Narendra thought that's why he agreed to Daisya's question.
Daisya's eyes sparkled brightly, "Masya Allah, tabarakallah. How many months, son? Lailahailallah," Daisya continued to praise and pare for the good news.
"How many months, dear?" Ask Andra's father. However, Cliantha was silent. Just a head bobble in response to everything.
"Let mother cook something delicious for you. Pregnant women should eat nutritious food" said Daisya who is busy making dinner menu for her husband, children, and daughter-in-law.
"Mother doesn't have to bother" Cliantha said uninspiredly.
"Don't argue, let's sit down. Mother will prepare all this,"
At the dining table.
"If it's like this, Mommy has a reason to keep coming and staying here," said Daisya making the twang kersa on the plate mkaan Narendra and Cliantha terdnegar noisy.
"What, Bun?" Cliantha asked spontaneously.
"Mother can stay here and come here often, why? No, you can't, huh?"
Ciantha closed her lips, she was overwhelmed by herself.
"Of course you can, Bun. Why not?" Narendra said that, although in his heart there were many words of refutation that he could say in disagreement with the idea of his metua that would often come home.
Silent...
Between Cliantha and Narendra both drift in their respective thoughts.
Amidst the silence, Narendra's cell phone ringer echoes and breaks their daydream.
"Hello?"
"What?!" Sentak Narendra, but after that Narendra's smile rose bright.
"Alhamdulillah, Jihan is awake" Narendra told Cliantha spontaneously.
Not the happy expression Cliantha showed Narendra, but the worry that made the man's face look pias for a moment because at that moment he was made aware that they were not the two of them, there was an in-law sitting in front of them.
"Who's the jihan? Why is it with him?" daisya asked, making the two humans silent.
Seriate...