
Tonight, the rain is still pouring down. Perhaps, tomorrow there will be congestion on some flooded roads.
The sound of thunder boomed, as if it reminded me of my old story with Arsen. Of course I did not dare to sleep alone, and chose to sleep with Oma.
If I remember the story four years ago, it felt like my world was 180 degrees different. I'm the one who's so bitchy and annoying to Arsen, now a wife who loves him so much. I miss Arsen.
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Waking up in the morning blind, Oma took me for a morning walk around the compound. Oma said, if we routinely walk especially in the morning, it will help facilitate the delivery process. Whether true or not, but since the sport is still safe, I just follow it.
"You're gonna be looking at your ex's wife?" oma asked as we rested on the sidewalk in front of people's houses.
Several puddles of water dotted the streets of this elite housing complex. Luckily Papa's house area was not affected by flooding, the impact of overnight rain that never stopped.
"Oma, don't mention the ex why the hell!" my protest was then to gulp down the water we brought from home.
"It was wrong, right? He's your ex, his ex-wife your husband." Oma laughed wickedly, This Magic Grandma was always happy to laugh at whatever was in my life.
"Oma is so bad, I don't consider her an ex, but I consider her my husband's brother." I stood up to continue this leisurely walk.
"Former brother, right?"
"Ah, it's ah. Oma is so evil."
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I was listening to classical music for my baby in the living room. Doctor Nayla said, Music is good for my fetal brain intelligence. While eating very fresh grapes.
"Kim, said Oma, his cousin Arsen gave birth to his wife?" asked Mama who approached me in the living room.
"Yes, Ma. I wait for Arsen to see him" I replied as I chewed on the wine that tastes sour there is sweetness too.
"That birth is Arsen's ex, and her husband is her ex." Papa who had come out of nowhere suddenly replied.
"Papa is like Oma" I replied and stood up to go back to my room.
However, just as I stood up, I saw Arsen stepping in with a smile.
"Daddy," I said, then walking closer to Arsen.
"From everywhere it's wash your hands first wash your feet. The baby in the womb can have seizures," said Oma who made me stop approaching Arsen.
"Oma would want to talk myth," said I who can guess the direction of Oma's conversation.
"It's up to you to believe anything" said Oma who then sat on the sofa.
"I'll take a shower, honey." Arsen relented and obeyed Oma. "I went to the room first yes, Pa, Ma, Oma," said the man who then walked past me with a smile.
"Oma. I'm ah, I want to follow Arsen."
"Want Mama deliver?"
"No, Ma, I can walk alone."
"Well, be careful, yes,"
They were protective and took care of my pregnancy. Just climb the stairs that watch over three people at once. I can't help but ban it, it's their first grandchild. The important thing is that they don't limit my movements.
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...Who is his grandmother, Oma Gini, likes to nag because pamali....
Good night gaes, although late I keep updating.
Tired actually, but yes because I love you guys, so yes keep updating.
Throw flowers or sendin coffee dong.
Don't forget the ritual.
See you again 😘😘😘