Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 8 ~
At 15:50 I arrived at Lala's school, which means in ten minutes Lala will be out of class.
And now, I'm waiting for him on the bench of the special playgroup park for the pickups.
My mind was muddled when I remembered Bima smiling at that woman. A smile that seemed sincere, which he never gave me. Imagining it was a sense of tightness in the chest felt stronger.
Mas Bima knows I love him, I've been hurt quite badly because of his indifference, but why not at once he broke this heart?
If she loves another woman, then why still let me stay at her house?
What makes Bima still not divorce me?
Awakening from the daydream, I rubbed my cheek that knew it was wet, without realizing it turned out I was crying. I bowed my head so that the parents of Lala's friends didn't notice that my eyes might be slightly reddened.
Just when I looked up my head, a pair of neutrals instantly caught Bima walking towards me.
I, who was sitting, immediately got up and reached out to kiss the back of his hand.
"Mas"
"Lala's not out yet?"
"Not yet"
Hearing my answer, Bima looked at the clock on her wrist. To be honest I was surprised by the arrival of Bima mas because previously he said he could not pick up Lala.
"So he said he couldn't pick me up" I said, braving myself.
"Yes"
Bima sat down, and I sat down. The bench we sat on included a long bench that fit three people, although we sat side by side, but there was an empty space in the middle between me and Bima, mas, for me this distance of only half a meter is far enough for a married couple like us, because at the end there I saw a husband and wife sitting without distance. They seemed to be joking without hesitation.
"Well, Lala was picked up by her parents, huh?" the question was from one of Lala's friend's student guardians. Her name is Missya, we know each other because we often chat while waiting for children when the clock comes home like this.
"Yes, mom!" suhutku, while mas Bima just smile kindly.
"So Lala's father is no longer in service, that's why he often picks Lala up?"
"Yes" replied Mas Bima complete with a smile.
"Lala must be happy to be picked up by her father and mother"
"Yes ma'am"
Just now I answered Missya's words, suddenly Lala's voice cried out in excitement while calling me and Bima mas alternately.
My daughter ran with a sparkling look when she found out that Bima and I were together to pick her up.
"Yeshaaaa! Ayaahahh!" he shouted at it so many times
I smiled then crouched down while stretching out my arms welcoming Lala into my arms.
"I miss you mother"
"Mother miss you too"
This kid didn't stop kissing my cheek after kissing the back of my hand.
"Emmm"
Deheman mas Bima interrupted the activity of Lala who was kissing me in a row.
"Sun my father's hand is dear" I remembered Lala, and Lala immediately did as I commanded.
One hand of Bima received Lala's hand while the other hand rubbed the top of her head.
"We're home!" Mas Bima looked down and Lala looked up.
"Come on!"
"Would you go in your mom's car or dad's?"
"Dad you brought your own car?" ask Lala. I just quietly let the father and son in front of me have a conversation.
"Dear, I had a business with my father's friends, and the father's business was finished quickly so I could pick up Thalia"
"You want to come with me, can you?"
Mas Bima glanced at me, then nodded.
"May" one hand Bima ruffled soft lala hair.
"Lala's in your car, huh?" this time Lala turned to look at me.
"Yes dear" I held Lala's hand. "Come on!"
"Let's go, mother!"
Lala and I set foot in the car, before heading to their own car, Bima followed in my and Lala's footsteps.
When we walked two steps to the car, Bima made a sound.
"Dad help open the door for Thalia?"
"Yes yeah"
As Bima opened the door for Lala, I walked around the front of the car.
I put myself in the steering wheel, turned to the left side, I saw Bima mas who was helping Lala install seatbelt.
"Done" said mas Bima.
"Thank you, yeah"
"Either. Dad's in the back of your car"
"Yes yeah"
"Be careful"
Mas Bima smiled in response to Lala, a second later directing his attention to me.
"Be careful"
"Yes" I said staring at Bima for a moment.
Slowly, I drove my car at a steady speed, repeatedly glancing at the side view to see Bima's car, it turned out that he was actually right behind my car according to what he said to Lala earlier.
A few minutes passed.
The clock on the car's dashboard showed half-time at five minutes less when we got home.
When my car entered the yard area, I saw on the terrace there was a mother who was welcoming our return.
"That's oma right bun?"
"Yes dear"
"Oma's coming?"
"Yes, the same oma would like dinner at Lala's house"
I turned the engine off after Lala answered, before I got off I helped Lala take off the seatbelt. Bima opened the door for her daughter to return.
"Dad, mother bought a lot, help mother bawain ya"
"Ready!"
As usual, Lala immediately ran down from the car.
"Don't run, kid, tired later"
Lala doesn't love my words. The boy kept running towards the oma.
"Assalamu'alaikum, oma"
"Wa'alaikumsalam"
Lala immediately kissed the back of her hand, Bima and I also did the same thing.
"Oma's here?"
"Yes, oma had just met friends of oma near Lala's house, so stop by. Didn't I say that I'm in Lala's house again?"
"No"
Mami helped Lala take off her shoes, while I stood in front of the closet. I took off my shoes while standing up.
"Mommy's been a long time?"
"No, honey. At least ten minutes"
"Who are you?"
We both entered the house. Mas Bima has entered first to put my groceries into the kitchen.
"Instead of mom's friend earlier"
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"You haven't had any signs of pregnancy, Bi?"
"Not yet, mi"
"Have been married for two years, Lala is also very big, already deserves adek"
Boro-boro is pregnant, but Bima has never touched me, how do you want to get pregnant?
"I'm sorry mi"
"It's okay Bi, want to be short or slow, it's the business above, or maybe you have not planned enough for Lala"
"No, when I am ready, we do not delay it, it has not been loved"
At this time my mom and I are in the kitchen. My mom helped me cook for dinner. Papi will also come after work.
"Try asking Mbak Kanes, he had a doctor's acquaintance at the hospital where he worked, obstetrician. At that time, Kanes also consulted with him"
"Will I ask ya mih?"
"Dear, my mother's advice quickly promil, later if there is a problem can be resolved immediately"
"Yes, mih"
Could I be pregnant?
I smiled ironically in my heart, if this continues, want to promil anywhere will not get pregnant. Except it was a miracle like Mary's mother who was pregnant by the power of God and without a husband.
Again I grieve my unfortunate fate.
Does my sincerity in caring for my son really not make you fall in love with me?
Suddenly a shadow of Bima's meeting with her friend surrounded my head.
Who is he, do I ask Bima only? But I hate being reminded of privacy. I do not know the relationship between Bima and Gesya, now there are other women who are also close to him.
Sighs softly, my head reflexively shakes. How many women like my husband?
Seriate.
It's just chapter nine, maybe there will be tense chapters after chapter 10. So be patient.
Tomorrow as soon as the update yes, busy a lot in the real world.
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