MY CHATTY WIFE
MUNDANE, ORDINARY

"Mom, what's the matter? Here eat rujak." call Mpok Rodiyah waving her hand.

I nodded happily.

I approached Mpok Rodiyah who was sitting with her mother at the corner post.

"Eh pregnant, healthy?" greetings to RT.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, healthy" I said.

"Sit here." waved his hand at me.

I nodded closer.

"How many months now, Miss Kom?" ask Miss Rengganis.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am, it's been 24 weeks" I replied.

"Well, enjoy that mabok." seduced by Mpok Rodiyah.

I nodded, "Yes, Mpok." I laughed.

We enjoy the dishes that have been prepared by the mother, there is a sauce sauce sauce sauce of salt, sugar bean sauce there is also only chilli salt.

Young mango, water guava, half-cooked papaya, and stone guava are the right and complete portion.

"That's a magic bag, isn't it, Mom Kom?" moda Mpok Rodiyah pointed at the same coffee bag of rice.

I blushed in shame.

"Do not be ashamed Mom Kom, we also have our own habits when pregnant." laughter Bu RT and mother complex.

"That's still good Mom Kom, is coffee the same as rice?" ask Mpok Rodiyah.

I'm nodding.

"I used to get settled." laughs kelakar Bu Kumala.

Welcomed the laughter of Bu RT, "Yes I want to first, every time I meet Bu Kumala it smells really special."

"Yes, actually Bu RT. When I just moved here, I was surprised if the night pass by Bu Kumala not long smell terasi. I think there's a demit, ma'am." laughs Miss Rengganis.

"Yes, parents used to say. If the smell of the night is too late it likes demit." said Bu Kom.

"Yes, because at that time I did not know that Kumala was craving again. Keep bringing the stale. Because I just moved." obviously.

I'm grateful, I'm not one that's too weird. I rubbed my chest.

"Why, Mom Kom, a breath? " Tell Ms. RT

"Ah, Ms.." I messed up.

"Kirain sesek breath, kok wipe the chest that." he continued.

"Sir Ma'am, I'm grateful that I'm cravings aren't too weird." I laughed.

"Oh, I thought I was scared to say weird, yeah. Ah Bu Kom, we as women who have been pregnant are not strange as cravings. Terrace, coffee, rice, flowers, macem tea. The important thing is not to harm, Ms. Kom. Relax, her name is pregnant is a blessing." Ms. RT calmed my heart.

"Yes Ma'am, sometimes I also feel strange but yes if not in follow like sad to arrive crying." I blushed embarrassed.

"Yes, that's so, Miss Kom." - Mpok Rodiyah. "That's the name cravings, the innards are whiny. There are also those whose seneng angry angry, squirming her innate husband, sebel even some who do not want to be touched. Some are flirtatious, his work and and continue. There's something I keep doing that's not weird, mom."

"Yes my rich man, I'm so happy with my husband. When pregnant with the first child, the work is noisy every day. Until I finally miscarried instead, Mpok." timpal Bu Rengganis.

I was surprised, I thought the baby she was carrying was the first child. It turns out it was his second child.

"Patience, Mom." I said.

"Yes, Mom. It's been a long time.now it's been there instead." she stared at the tiny face in her cradle.

I'm nodding.

"Hopefully yes, Mom. Pregnancy and later delivery. Keep healthy keep mom and baby." pray for me.

I nodded, "Aamiin, thank you, ma'am." I said.