
At eight o'clock in the evening, Azka and I went downstairs. I thought mom and dad were waiting for us at the dinner table. But apparently there was no two of him even though the food was served at the dining table.
"Where are you going?"
"Biasnya likes an impromptu event. Understandably yes, the old are still busy!", said Azka pulled a bench for me to sit on.
"Thank you for that."
After that, Azka sat beside me. I brought the rice and the side dishes for my husband.
"Thank you my love!"
"Together with us."
We only had dinner together this time.
.
.
I reached out my feet on the sofa on the balcony. Looking at the black night sky that does not even look like a star.
I still don't think life is like this. I became an adult before my time.
I rubbed my stomach growing. In about two months I will give birth. If asked, am I afraid? Yes, I am afraid of facing the birth process. But this has all become the nature of a woman.
"Hey??? Think what dear?", asked Azka who was suddenly behind me. Not forgetting she held out warm milk for me.
"Thank you!", I welcome the glass from Azka's hand.
"Drink, still an angel!"
I nodded then took a sip of the warm milk.
Mas Azka sat behind me, making me lean my back against his chest. After putting the glass on the table, I turned my body.
I am now sitting next to my husband.
"Thinking what heum?", Azka rubbed my long hair.
"Ngga kok mas!", I said while rubbing my stomach.
"What dedek utun fuss?", replace Azka who rubbed her.
"Ngga. Dedek to pinter's son."
Azka lowered her head, peeping at my stomach with love.
"What is Abi's son?", whispered Azka. And just as his father responded, the chief dedek n moved.
"Darling, dedek moved!", said Azka girang. I smiled even though there was pain.
Now I rub Azka's head.
"I can't wait to see you, son. Are you okay there?", Azka still rubbed and kissed her.
"patience dong Abi, if it's time to come out also later Abi pipisin hihihi....!"
"Kok dipipisin the hell baby?", Azka sulked.
"Heheh yes yes, yes. When I took care of my own son. You planted the seed. So yes you also have to play the role of dong caring for dedek."
My hand moved peeling Azka's head. There was a slight sense of inferiority when I realized my body was not what it used to be.
"Mas!"
"Human? Why baby?", now Azka is sitting beside me while wrapping her hand on my shoulder. I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"I'm getting fatter, my body is not good rich first. I was afraid, you turned away from me mas!", I tightly hugged her waist.
"What the hell, honey, did he think? No, no, no matter what you are. It's just love with you."
"But on the outside there are many beautiful crossroads!"
"But my wife is much prettier."
"Gombal ah!", I pinched his flat, hard belly.
"Ga dreadlocks darling. Seriously lah. Okay, don't think of anything. I just love you, whatever your body shape will be. And.do not be afraid to face labor dear. God willing you can get through it. Mas hope the delivery is normal, if you have to Caesarean section is okay. What matters is that you and our son are safe."
I drowned my head in his chest.
"I only have our mas and our son. So don't fuck around, what else left me."
Azka smiled faintly and then kissed the top of my head.
"Yes dear."
We were silent for a moment. Enjoy the cool night breeze.
"Look, baby, the wind is cold!"
"Yes, um."
"Mas also wanted to see Dedek utun again. He knows Na."
I squinted my eyes.
"Don't look at the horror ah, I'm afraid. Know not, the more we often soan, insyaallah facilitate the labor process you know."
"What time?"
"Ishhh..ngga believe!"
"It could be that way."
"Seriously dear, you forgot? I'm a teacher!"
"Yes, but I'm not a biology teacher!", I said, standing up and walking to my room again.
Azka got up from her couch and followed me into the room. Not forgetting that he closed the balcony door.
I lay myself in bed.
"Where, can you not nengok Dede utun?", whispered azka.
"Who has another choice? If I refuse, there are also those who make it first."
Azka smiling won.
"okay! We start!"