I'm Surrendering, Mom!
THE AMM 63

Jeni mute. 

Inwardly justifying Gisela's words. He knew he was selfish. But all this he did for Jane. Only for the sake of his sister could he still smile. 

"I know you love your sister. But that doesn't mean you're being selfish like that. Maybe it was okay, but now reality is different. Dirga is no longer a single man. He is a married man" said Gisela, disappointed. 

"I'm sorry, Miss. But, Mr. Dirga was closer to my sister than to you. I know you were not long close to Mr. Dirga. You're just lucky to be able to marry Mr. Dirga immediately." Jeni lowered. Not daring to look at Gisela at all because he realized that his words could have offended Gisela. 

Silent. 

Gisela could not speak when she felt like dejavu. Will he experience the same thing as before. Injured again and again. 

She does not know when Dirga knew and even with Jane, but is not now her position she is the legitimate wife of Dirga even though they only married siri. 

"Miss, please never separate my sister from Mr. Dirga. I'm very sorry that it hurt you. Please do not separate them. I'm willing to do whatever you want instead, Miss." Jeni was so begging. 

"Go, Jen. I'm not going to ban Dirga from being close to your sister" Gisela said, wanting to end it all. He does not want his heart to be more careless if he continues to talk about it. 

Jeni did not want to leave, but seeing Gisela's sharpening gaze, Jeni took heavy steps leaving the pregnant woman alone. 

***

Gisela just finished her shower. She glanced at the wall clock and gave a rude sigh when she realized that her husband had not yet returned home. 

Disillusioned. 

The woman felt very disappointed, but there was nothing that could be done at the moment. She did not want to be too tight with her husband. Moreover, Dirga was close to Jane because she was treating the woman. He was just trying to understand. 

The pregnant woman was silent. Not smiling let alone returning her husband's embrace. I don't know. He felt his heart was different even though Dirga's embrace was still warm as usual. 

"You just finished your shower?" ask Dirga. Sniffing the scent of shampoo that emanated from Gisela's still wet hair. 

"Yes. I don't think you're going home" Gisela half-sneaked. The woman moved to sit in front of the dresser and looked at her own face trying to smile even though it was fake. 

"Of course I'll go home. I'm just watching Jane, if everything's okay then I can go quietly. After all, there was now Jeni waiting for him," explained Dirga.

The man no longer covered everything. It's more open. Gisela responded with a bitter smile. 

"Thank you very much, Gis. You've already accepted me to keep looking after Jane. Believe, Gis. Ilove you. Love you guys so much." Dirga hugged Gisela from behind while rubbing his wife's distended stomach. 

"Who are you?" gisela asked suspiciously. 

"Of course you and our future baby. Who else is it?" Dirga with his anxiety peeked Gisela who began to look like a bakpao. 

"Oh, I thought." 

"Don't think anything." Dirga let go of the hug. "I help dry your hair, after this we better sleep. The pregnant woman should rest a lot." 

Gisela was silent when Dirga helped dry her hair. He looked at the man from the mirror. They smiled as their gazes met in the mirror and the man's smile was so calm as if without a burden. 

Dirga did not realize that his wife's mind was currently turbulent very great. 

Twice experienced the same thing. Being the wife of a man who is already in a relationship with another woman. Until finally I was labeled as a 'taker'. How long will I be like this? I knew Dirga could love me more, not like Abram. But for Dirga not to fall in love with Jane, I doubt. I'm worried that the phrase love is there because it's used to it. I fear. Injured for the umpteenth time.