IT'S ME YOU HURT

IT'S ME YOU HURT
I'm alone and Ziva is home


Still Pov Raya


"Well, there's a gas balloon up ahead. Ziva likes balloons?" Mas Angga diverted Ziva from his question about me why crying. There is no way Angga would explain the reason why I cried to a little boy.


"Balloons? Ziva likes balloon pa!" Ziva answered with a radiant face.


Mas Angga immediately pulled over his car, and called the father of the gas balloon seller.


"Ziva can ask for two?" Ziva asked as he stuck out his index and middle fingers.


"Hahaha, it's very clever for papa's son. Yes, baby, take five too." Mas Angga laughed at his son's behavior.


"Two pa. If Ziva takes five, mostly. Ziva won't be able to hold it if it's five." Ziva replied smoothly, with his cute style.


"Yes, yeah. It's up to Ziva!" Mas Angga still laughed a little with the behavior of his son.


"Awhile we go to the mall, baby, buy clothes, toys, and Ziva's favorite food. Ziva wants?"


Hmmm, it seems like Angga mas will waste a lot of money to please this child.


"Well, want pa! Buy ice cream too, can you?" Ask Ziva expectantly.


"May darling. Just tell Ziva what he wants, all papa buyin for Ziva." Say Angga mas while pinching Ziva's sharp nose.


They talk without involving me, I'm like an invisible human being right now. I don't know what else they're talking about, I'm not interested. This kid is too chatty! To others, this child's behavior looks very adorable. But not for me! His presence is a threat to me and my future son. I have to find a way to get this kid away from Andi's mas.


When I got home, the house looked quiet. Where are my father-in-law, mother-in-law and Fani? It's a holiday.


"Bi, dad, Fani's mom where don't they look?" Ask Mas Angga to Bibi Nur who is tidying the dining table.


"Father, mother, the same Fani went to the campus tour activities of the father, Mas. If it's not wrong they go to Pulisan beach." Reply aunty Nur.


"They didn't say what time it was?" Ask the Angga.


"Say the afternoon has come home. Why, you need something?"


"No, today Ziva is here Bi. He's in front"


"Huh, is Ziva a mas?"


Bi Nur immediately looked for the whereabouts of Ziva who was standing beside me. Aunty Nur's house is only two hundred meters from this house, of course bi Nur knows this whole family including this child.


Bi Nur immediately approached Ziva who was beside me, lifting and hugging Ziva with affection. I who was next to Ziva was not even greeted by Bi Nur.


I'm lazy to see this child, better sleep in the room while watching Korean dramas. But, I haven't stepped up yet, suddenly the mobile phone mas Angga rang. I'm not leaving, I want to hear who's calling.


[Yes hello Mr. David.].


His wife Angga's boss named David called. Mr. David is our marriage witness, it seems like their relationship is quite close even between superiors and subordinates.


I don't know what Mr. David was talking about on the phone, because Angga just quietly listened while taking a deep breath.


[Yes sir. I arrived thirty minutes from now.] Angga replied and ended the phone call.


"Why?" I asked gently on the Angga mas.


"Raya, I have to get to the office now. There's important business to do. But it's just not for long. Siang has returned. Just get ready, we'll take a walk to the mall. Buy new clothes for you, and see what our baby needs. But for the needs of the baby, look around first yes later buy it if your womb is even seven months. Parents say pamali if baby shopping needs before seven months." Say Mas Angga while holding my stomach.


Ah, I'm glad it turns out that Angga is so attentive to me and our future son. I think he was just thinking about his son with that ugly guy. But if Mas Angga goes to the office, who will take care of the boy! I don't want to be told to take care of it.


"Mas, how's Ziva going?"


"Hmm, Ziva has breakfast?" Instead of answering, Mas Angga asked Ziva who was beside me.


"Udah pa, Ziva had eaten at home." Answer Ziva.


"Put Ziva with you for a minute, Ray! She is rarely fussy, her son is also very smart and adorable, you must be happy with her. If you learn to babysit, soon you will be a mom. But only for a moment. Later if you need anything call Bi Nur." Mas Angga kissed my head. I can only nod.


"Ziva, papa go to the office for a second huh. Don't be naughty with aunt. It'll be a little while later if papa has come home we take a walk to the mall. Ok?!"


"Ok pa!" Ziva answered Mas Angga's question while sticking out his thumb. Mas Angga also kissed the whole face of Veren so anxious with his daughter's behavior.


After Mas Angga left, I sat at the dinner table my stomach was rumbling to be filled. It turns out that Bi Nur cooks a lot of appetizing menus. My saliva almost came out looking at this food. Poor thing, my son in the stomach must be hungry.


Ziva playing with Bi Nur, fortunately Bi Nur initiative invites Ziva to play. Let them both be I don't want to get too close to the kid! They sit in the television room while watching the youtube kids from Smart Tv.


I saw beside them a toy basket containing dolls, houses, fruits and blocks. Looks like when Ziva and his ugly mama left this house, they didn't bring Ziva's toys. The purchased gas balloon was tied to Bi Nur in his toy basket. I could see everything from where I was sitting because the dining room was next to the television room.


After eating I went straight up to the second floor, into my room. I don't care about them, it's up to the kid to do anything with Bi Nur. He is not my son either. I'm going to sleep again.


At 1pm I woke up to a knock on the door. I opened the door in annoyance.


"What the hell is Bi? Why do that door gedor-gedor!" I replied scolding Bi Nur. It's good, I'm happy to meet Lee Min Ho, Bi Nur just bother.


"Sorry, I've been knocking on the door for half an hour but Raya's not out." Bi Nur explained.


"Yes yes. What's the matter Bi?" Reply softened.


"This is mbak, my granddaughter has a high fever. I'm asking permission to go home for my granddaughter to the clinic."


"Well, where are your kids? Why isn't she the one who took her son to the clinic anyway?" I asked Bi Nur.


"My son in Borneo mbak, follow her husband work there. Their son is the same as me here. Excuse me first, ma'am. I'm asking you to take Ziva. He said Mas Anggu will be home soon." Bi Nur handed Ziva to me.


I was forced to accept Bi Nur's request. Angga will be home soon. Stay alone with this little girl.