
~AYU POV-S
Marrying the one you love and loving you is the dream of everyone.
When I felt I had the upper hand because the dream seemed to be in sight, I fell and felt very sick.
I had a chance to think when I would feel the love that is like in my favorite drama or in romance novels that I occasionally read.
"Loe's fate isn't as smooth as a cave, Yu. Yesterday High School time the story of loe tragically bad even had to run aground without starting. Now, your love ran aground because of the third man."
My best friend Pian once told me that when I found out that Jansen had a potential fiancee.
"Ck, it's not because of the third person, I'm the third person. They were married before Jansen became my girlfriend" I replied with great annoyance at Jansen's deceit.
"Loe was always unlucky for picking the wrong person. In the past at school, Loe who butek-sokan fell in love with the same prima donna of school. The outcome? So the students' moons are loe for three years."
I was upset because he said I was butek but the truth is true.
"Now, you even want to go out with the director while you're a shop boy. Loe kegedean's dream."
I slapped his shoulder once for saying I'm a stall boy. Salah njir, my father has a grocery store. Not a shop anymore. Grosiran.
Though my father was not very poor, four fifteen were the same Jansen family. But syedep was talking about Jansen's mom with me.
When I decide to find a new boyfriend and find one whose father's business is as level as mine or at least one level different. Suddenly the handsome Jansen came begging for my love and asked to fight together. Because I was sorry to see the face of him who was almost crazy because I decided, I finally accepted his invitation as well.
"Jansen said he would go crazy and even die if it wasn't the same as me, so I accepted his invitation. Don't want to be the cause of someone going crazy for loving me so much."
As a result after saying that to Pian, my head was almost bumpy because in the same pitak he.
"Say you're also bucin, monkey!" said annoyed.
A few months became a prospective ungodly ghost, because it became the cause of a favorite child to be a dissident in the parents, I was finally accepted by forced and half-hearted by the Jansen family, especially her mother.
"Bring it! Loe's marrying Jansen isn't her mother!" Pian and Ririn's incitement finally bore fruit with a lavish wedding that was financed ninety percent by my wealthy in-laws.
"Buset by now, it's not in vain that you miss the Jansen. Automatically so sultan loe yah now, disinclined the cave long-time same loe." Pian joked in the undercover while greeting us. Jansen who heard it only chuckled softly, while I, I patted her chest arrogantly.
"He's my brother he's my brother he's my friend, don't make him cry once in a while. Don't let him down. If until he suffers because of loe, the cave itself will finish loe. Remember, don't cheat!" Pian's message to Jansen, who was influenced by Jansen, was certain and certain. I hugged Pian with a moved feeling. Even my brother didn't say that to Jansen.
Not because it is not dear well, just because it is very trusting so there is no need to threaten like the Pian.
"You just calm down and trust me. I will try desperately to make your friend happy. Hold on to my promise."
Jansen's answer is proven now. She was trying desperately to climb a mango tree in front of Pian's house to realize my desire to get pregnant young.
"Not that one, Beb. Next again!" I shouted in annoyance as I looked up at Jansen who was trembling on top of the tree. His hand was extended towards the large mango that I had just pointed.
"This one?"
"Yes!"
"There again?" ask him before he gets off. He must have been afraid of what happened ten minutes ago repeated. I told him to go up again because I saw a fruit calling me to eat.
"No more, you go down!"
As my thanks, I waited for him until he came down and patted his back with some ants and dried leaves.
"Thank you, Beb!" I said as he picked up the crackle I was holding earlier, the first fruit of his climb.
I blushed as he rubbed my head in return.
For some reason, ever since I was pregnant, it felt like I was falling more and more in love with her. Didn't want him far away and I could have felt a very deep longing for him in the afternoon even though the morning has met and later in the afternoon will see you again.
It occurred to me to accept the offer of in-laws to work one office with Jansen. But I was afraid, I did not work optimally but instead bought Jansen even asked for strange. ðŸ¤ðŸ¤
Arriving at Father's house. We have been greeted by Mother with sambal rujak who has been in racik.
"Why is it so long?" ask mother.
"Kalo want to make an important rujak right raw Yu. You're just like a lot of want," Mother nagged because she knew how I became more and more after pregnancy.
"No papa, Mom. Jan is not papa."
"Don't be too manjain Jan!"
Jansen just smiled in response to mother's nagging.
*****
My home life is like having someone else. There was a time when I cried with sadness after a fight with Jansen.
Sometimes I also inhabit Jansen waiting for him to seduce me because I sulked about something that was actually my fault.
"Thank you Papa!" I said mimicking the voice of a toddler when Jansen gave me a glass of milk.
If it's a night like this, it's his job.
"Quick spend it while it's warm!" he said he kissed my head
My gestational age is seven months, a few days ago has made a seven-monthly event at the mother's house and mother's house.
"Where is it today in the office?"
"Often just because I'm getting pregnant is getting bigger, I'm a little bit slower than other people."
"Not stopping yet? I can call your boss so you can work there again after birth."
"No, don't call. I want to be like someone else. Work until mai h day. Let my son work as hard as his mama."
"Our son, honey!"
Jansen reminds me of the umpteenth time because I always say my son.
He used to be relaxed, now he immediately showed an annoyed face when I said my son.
Sometimes, such trivial things trigger our quarrels. Sometimes I think it's normal, but he thinks otherwise.
"We make it together, means our son dong! If there wasn't me, there wouldn't be him."
"Yes, yeah. Our kids. It's wrong to not be merciful."
I even nagged back at Jansen.
"Well, you're a grumpy-tempered prick, that's an angry moment, isn't it?" I talked to my baby in the stomach.
Jansen came closer and kissed my stomach.
"Pope not angry dong! Papa mana may be angry with papa's favorite son."
Our baby jogged dong in my stomach.
"Baby grandpa jogs again huh? Would you like to accompany me?"
His hands moved quickly caressing my stomach and kissing it.
"What dear? Papa is not horrified!" he said while sticking an ear to my stomach.
"Say mama, baby!"
Ck, many reasons. If you want to look at it, look at it. Pake many opening.
"Ma, papa can look up, can't you?" he said he imitated the baby's voice.
"Yeee, can be dear. Wait for papa yah!"