MBA (Married By Accident)
Ease of road effort
As time passes, Arfin and Alex's men have yet to find any trace of Kanaya. And Arfin himself experienced severe morning sickness. He could not do any activity at all.
"Actually which woman did you put on a sag." Olive went into her son's room with a tray of food.
Arfin who was still lying on the mattress could only be mocked and leaned on the shoulder of the bed.
"I don't know which woman, obviously she's pregnant with Mama's granddaughter" she replied with a slightly pale face.
Olive thunches. "This is karma for you that has made him soar and irresponsible with your baby candidate." Olive blamed Arfin.
"You eat Mah, the rambling of Mama doesn't make me full." Arfin said as he switched his mother's conversation.
Don't know if he feels guilty about what he did, and until now didn't know where Kanaya lived.
Olive feeds her son painstakingly, every morning can only porridge that goes into the stomach of Arfin, besides Arfin will nausea and vomiting violently if you smell other dishes.
"Your father is also looking for the whereabouts of the woman through the photo you love." Olive said with her hand still feeding Arfin.
Arfin squinted his eyes, "Through photos how, jagan says papa went to shaman."
Plaque...!!
"You are really talking about it." Annoyed Olive heard her son's words. "Where is a half-cup of flip-flops that play shaman." Olive's whisk on Arfin.
"Cirtain." Arfin chewed on the incoming slurry.
"Lusa Mama is going to the resort, a regular event every month to hold a thanksgiving." Said Olive while putting the finished bowl of porridge.
"As for Mama, I might not be able to come." He said he was lying down after drinking.
"Fin, you outnumbered Mama while pregnant with you and Arfan." Olive said before moving on. "It looks like you really got karma."
Arfin glanced at his mother who so easily said 'karma'.
"Mom thinks I'm papa, who got the curse from Mama." Sinis Arfin made Olive laugh.
"Who knows you are down, because your behavior is the same. You're both dyes, it's just you're worse." Olive immediately sauntered away looking at Arfin's annoyed face.
While Arfin took his phone and looked at the photo of Kanaya sent by Sasi.
"Where are you?" he said slowly. "Mekipun had only met a few times, but somehow I missed you." his thumb rubbed Kanaya's face on his phone.
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"Mbak Naya, thank you all for your cake. And there's sustenance for my son." The mothers who wore the big robe and hijab gave Kanaya something.
"What is this mother?" Kanaya opened the plastic package that was given.
"Slightly, make an extra mbak Naya make a cake." The mother, whose name is Khadijah, smiled softly.
Kanaya smiled haru. "My mother told me I'm grateful, don't bother Mom." Kanaya looked at Khadijah's mother with haru.
"Pick up the sustenance here." Khadijah's mother stroked Kanaya's stomach. "If you need something, just say it to mom, don't hesitate." He said with a shady smile.
"Thank you again, Mom." Kanaya could no longer say anything other than thanks.
It feels so grateful to be surrounded by good people, with an easy way of sustenance.
"Oh my God, thank you." Kanaya gave thanks.
On foot from Khadijah's mother's house not too far away, Kanaya decides to return home to make a cake order for later tonight.
Kanaya looked back as she heard the sound of a motor horn.
"Mbak Naya, let me take you. Umi said Mbak Naya walk." Said a man who spoke so softly.
"Eh, no need. I used to walk." Kanaya refused politely.
"I was told Umi mbak, later Umi can say no if not obeyed." He said again while confiding.
"If you don't believe me, I call Umi Dijah first m" The man wanted to pull out his phone and call Uminya, leaving Kanaya confused.
"Hello umi, this is why Naya doesn't want to be interraced? did Furqon just go home" he said as he looked at Kanaya who immediately lowered his head.
"Take it Mas, pity mbak Naya again pregnant and the contract is far enough." The voice across there was heard if Umi Khadijah really told her son.
"Have heard it myself." Said the man named Furqon. "Let me drop off" he said again.
Kanaya who felt bad, just according. Though the distance is about 15 minutes if you walk.
Before long they arrived at Kanaya's contract, the man immediately left because there was something he had to bend. Not waiting long, Kanaya has been struggling with cake dough in the company of Sari, a neighbor whom Kanaya employs because she happens to have no job.
"Bibik tesok aja neng, the anther order. Poor neng who's pregnant." Said Bik Sari while wrapping the cake.
" It's okay bik, it's said that it's healthy if pregnant women move a lot." Kanaya smiled.
His increasingly crowded activities do not make Kanaya difficult to move, somehow her pregnancy does not make it difficult, just Kanaya is so excited and does not experience obstacles.
"But it's tired atuh, if Rani's off let her help deliver the order using a motorbike."
Bik Sari, a widow who has a daughter still in school, died one year ago from illness.
"Yes bik."
Geck...Geck...
"Mr Naya...!!"
A voice called out in front of the house.
"Surely the Susi bik who likes to scream." Kanaya only shakes her head when she hears Susi the next child who likes to shout calling.
"Susi? what's up?" Said Kanaya who was already standing in the doorway.
"More.." Again Susi gave a piece of paper. "Rezeki Dedek, the day after there is a cake order 200box can not?" Ask Susi first.
Kanaya stared at the row of cake writing what should be made.
"In my workplace there's a mbak event, and it's a snack box." Said Susi again.
Kanaya looked at Susi and returned to the paper she was holding, "This is really Sus?" Ask Kanaya to make sure.
"Yes Ma'am, if Mbak can do this I've brought his DP money." Susi took the money in her bag.
"But Sus is so much."
"Know, I'll be the same mother who helped. Then from there someone will take it. So let's just get Naya ready, okay." Susi touched Kanaya's cheek happily.
"May's done on time, Sus." His words were echoed by Susi.
Kanaya is unceasingly grateful for what she got, an ease to go through the business she pioneered. Almost a month he never experienced obstacles, all satisfied with what he did.
"Thank God."