Italicized Before 24 Hours
THE ARRIVAL OF THE EX

Sunday is a time that almost everyone can expect. Because on that day, workers and school children can be sure all are off. The best time to spend time with family or partner.

Quality time, a word that might be everyone's dream. Especially for Arumi who is pregnant. Her pregnancy has reached the age of 31w. Maybe in about 2 months she will give birth.

But in reality, he was only alone this morning. Walk the road in a park that has a jogging track. People say, with a lot of walking, will facilitate the labor process. That's what he's doing right now.

After feeling quite tired, he briefly rested a long bench.

Unintentionally, he saw Nara with three hijab-wearing women walking towards the siomay seller near the park. But Arumi doesn't know them. Nara looked happy, as evidenced by the smile and laughter that always adorned her lips.

Their distance is not too far away, but Nara does not see Arumi because women rush to draw her body to be invisible. But Arumi could still hear their voices. Because the distance of the stool and the seller siomay quite close.

"Siomay 5 bang, pack." Nara.

"Mom don't buy 4." Reject the Lastri Bu.

"Oh yeah, 4 if that's it." Error Nara.

"Sit here brother." Shaila took out a plastic chair and placed it next to Nara so she could sit down.

"Keep, you?"

"I'm standing up, papa. Besides the sister is pregnant, can not be tired tired. Later brother can be angry if his beloved wife exhausted." Goda Shaila's.

"Ish, could you. But thanks to you." Nara answered and sat down in a plastic chair next to Bu Lastri. Shaila and Sarah both stood up because the seats were full.

"Son't you come home this afternoon?" Ask Sarah.

"Yes Sar, brother works later in the afternoon. Tomorrow you have to work."

"More days dong. Sarah likes it when there is a sister at home. The house is getting rame."

"Keep, like brother is home. Not just ngerepotin brother just yes. Then, I can't help anything else."

"Never think that." Answer Miss Lastri. "You don't have any nicotine. You're a ghost, not a maid. So yes, help as much as you can, but do not need to be forced if you can not. You're afraid to force it, you don't even want to go to mom's house."

Arumi's tears hatched hearing the chatter. If only, he and his in-laws could be like that. There, she was treated like a maid at her in-laws' house. Therefore, he was most lazy to visit the house of in-laws.

"Entar if tired, ask Septian mijitin your feet." Said Miss Lastri. "If you don't want to, tell mom, let me rip her ears off."

Bu Lastri's words were immediately greeted by laughter by the child and his ex.

"What boy's brother, wants to be stewarded everything." Sarah's voice while ngakak.

"Almost every day, brother always nawarin mijitin kok Bu. No need to be fetched, pity." Answer Nara.

"Cie.. so sweet really." Ledek Sarah while nudging Nara's arm.

Arumi's tears are growing. Let alone be beaten by her husband. Asking for a little bit of attention, he must have been directly nagged. He remembered his little quarrel with Abi.

"Mas, I'd like to have mango sticky rice. Go home, buy it." Said Arumi when Abi was about to leave for work.

"I can't, I'll be late. Buy it yourself, right? there are many online."

"But our son wants you to buy gold."

"Good heavens.that child in the stomach is already ngerepotin. How will I be born. Some of you are ngeyel, I said knockout, still a keja kekeh restraint."

"Astagfirullah Mas's. This is your son, your flesh and blood. Why do you keep telling me to fall."

Arumi was crying again. Abi did not expect the child since doctors told him their child had Down syndrome.

"Udah Rum, I want a job. No morning drama. Bosen I see you cry. I was in a lot of pressure at work. At home fighting with you." Abi immediately stepped out of the house. Even he slammed the door so hard that Arumi was shocked.

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Tok to tok.

The sleepy septian in front of the TV, shocked by the sound of knocking on the door. He saw a wall clock, almost 9 a.m. With a lazy step, he walked towards the door and then pulled the handle.

His eyes were perfectly round looking at the guests who had come. The man who had not seen him for nearly two years.

"Assalamualaik." Nurul said his regards. He looks happy on his face. Maybe because his longing was finally treated.

"Wa, Waalaikum greetings." Answer Septian nervously.

They shut each other up. Suddenly awkward atmosphere. Maybe because this was their first meeting after officially breaking up.

"How are you doing bang?"

"Nor's good."

"How are you?"

"Alhamdulillah, Nur is also good."

Septian was suddenly confused. The house is empty. There's no way he's gonna let Nurul in. He is afraid of slander.

"Nur, sorry yes, the house is empty. Let's just talk in the air."

Nurul nodded, and he and Septian sat in the porch seat.

"Where are they all?" Ask Nurul.

"Basic. Uh, wait a minute." Septian went in to grab a cold drink at the shop. He returned and placed two bottles of tea on the table.

"Diminum Nur."

"Thank you bang." Nurul answered while opening the bottle cap and then drinking a little.

"Ep... "Nurul squeezes his fingers. He was confused where to start talking. Apparently, their first meeting was really awkward.

"Abang... have you received a letter from Nur?" Nurul asked as he turned towards Septian who was sitting next to the desk-bound chair.

"Su__" Septian did not continue. He heard Sarah's voice. If Sarah comes home, that means Nara too. He who initially lowered his head, immediately looked up and looked towards the gate of his house. Sure enough, the four of them had already gone home.

Sarah's laughter stopped when she saw someone sitting with her brother in the house. His eyes were focused on them. Make the others, look at Sarah's eyes.

There is jealousy in Nara's heart to see her husband with a beautiful woman in the hijab. Although, they only seem to talk normally, nothing more.

"Nurul." Mumam Bu Lastri's. Nara's footsteps stopped immediately. Apparently, that woman whose name is Nurul.

Bu Lastri did know Nurul. Although in the past, Septian never wore Nurul as a girlfriend, but he could see if there was a sense between his son and the girl. Nurul had come to their house several times, but not alone, but with other friends. Usually to study together.

Nara's feelings immediately stirred when she found out that the woman was Nurul. Suddenly he felt insecure. What a beautiful woman named Nurul. Shari'a hijab and looks very graceful. It made anyone who looked at him feel peaceful.

Bu Lastri took Nara's hand. He knew, if his daughter-in-law was definitely going through an inner upheaval at the moment.

Septian and Nurul stood up when they saw their arrival. And Nurul's eyes, instantly focused on the woman who was being held by Septian's mother. Women with long, beautiful hair. Wearing a purple knee-length floral dress. Very beautiful and interesting. Especially for adam.

"Assalamualaik." Said Miss Lastri and her son.

"Waalaikum salam." Answer Septian and Nurul simultaneously.

Nurul immediately grabbed Bu Lastri's hand and kissed her reverence.

After the salim with Miss Lastri. He and Nara looked at each other.

"This???" Nurul was about to extend a hand towards Nara.

"She's Nara, my wife."

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