MAKE ME SECOND
MEETING WITH MANDALA

In the hut, Pradana finally found Mandala.Pradana saw a woman who had a potbellied was sitting on the wooden chair in front of the house. Next to her was a glass of tea and boiled yams on a plate. The woman's eyes were slightly hollowed out. A stroke of sadness was behind her beautiful face. Pradana was still in her car, looking behind the side windshield of her car. The woman was seen staring at the car that stopped not far from the front of her yard. The woman may be wondering who is going to visit her grandmother's house.

Pradana slowly got out of her car. His gaze was still focused on stepping towards the woman sitting in wait. How surprised the woman when she saw Pradana who was suddenly in front of her and then embraced herself with longing.

" Mandalas! I finally found you here!" pradana said while gently rubbing Mandala's head. Mandala just quietly enjoyed the warmth of the embrace. He still did not expect. The father of the child he contained could be in that place.

" Am I dreaming?" mandala is like a whisper.

" No, baby! It's me, Pradana your lover." pradana said as she stretched her body from Mandala's body. Pradana rubs gently the right and left cheeks belonging to Mandala. Then switch to Mandala's distended stomach.

" Oh my God! You're so mean, Mandala. Left me after that incident. How hard I am to forget you. And now, you too are pregnant with my son, do not want to see me" Pradana said.

" For what, Pradana? Aren't you happily married to the woman of your parents' second choice?" sahut Mandala while holding his bitter heart.

" No! You are so mistaken. I've been looking for you for so long, baby!" pradana.

" I'm fine here." said Mandala.

" No! You lied! You must be suffering with this disgrace, right? I'll marry you soon, baby." Pradana said.

" No! What about your wife?" ask Mandala.

" I don't care! He inevitably had to accept the fact that I had to marry you" Pradana said recklessly.

" well! Tomorrow I will bring Yasinta here." said Mandala.

" Eh??" mandala was very surprised by Pradana's words.

" You don't believe it? Yasinta will let me marry you. Because Yasinta loves me so much and I don't think I'm going to get divorced." Pradana said.

" Fatherman! Nay! Don't do that! I don't want your wife to be hurt and hurt by this." Mandala said.

" I feel more hurt and pain it's you, baby! You're getting knocked out because of Yasinta. Because Yasinta we can't get married" Pradana said.

" Yasinta is innocent. It's an arranged marriage because of both your parents." said Mandala.

" But if Yasinta refused, it would not have happened. And we can live happily" Pradana said.

" Madana!" muttered Mandala who finally sat her ass on the wooden chair back.

" Mandalas! I'm happy to find you here" Pradana said with a smile.

" And this, soon I will be a father." Pradana added while rubbing Mandala's distended stomach.

From a distance Grandma Mia came carrying her bag. The view is still far from guessing who came to visit his house.