My husband was taken by my Twins.
Seven years of marriage.

Rania and Dimas are enjoying a romantic dinner at their house. Rania prepares everything to celebrate their happy day, which is exactly the day of seven years of marriage.

"Mas has not had time to buy gifts because all day is busy. I'm sorry, dear." Dimas clasped Rania's hand tightly.

"It's okay, man. Because I already have the gift."

Rania took a small rectangular box from behind her kitchen cabinet drawer. Then he gave the box to Dimas.

"This is what, dear?

"Just open it. It's a gift for our seventh wedding."

Dimas opened the box slowly, with a somewhat doubtful feeling, the box finally opened perfectly. Dimas's eyes glazed with glass as soon as he saw the contents of the box.

"This means?" Staring at Rania who was smiling happily.

Once again Dimas saw the contents of the box consisting of baby shoes, and baby clothes that were sewn directly by Rania. On top of those tiny shoes was a pregnancy test kit that showed a line of two.

"Mas is going to be a father?" Rania nodded in response to her husband's question.

"really?"

"Yes mas. The age of her fetus has entered the sixth week." Rania explained.

Dimas crying. He felt very happy because he would eventually become a father. Since the day that Dimas saw Riana with Radit, Dimas was determined to choose Rania and he also no longer cared about the terms of Riana who would not allow him to make Rania pregnant. Sure enough, in the near future, Rania is pregnant and she will have a child.

"Mas happy?" Rania approached her husband and gave him a warm hug.

"I'm happy, baby. I'm gonna be a dad, I'm so happy." Replying to Rania's embrace.

"I'm happy too. Sorry for being late to give this happiness. It took me seven years to give you this happiness, mom."

"It's okay, baby. I don't care as long as anything waits, as long as it's with you."

"I promise to take care of you, I will take care of your future mother and our future baby."

Meanwhile, Riana is currently contending with Rumi's booby which since this afternoon is very fussy, crying like feeling pain in parts of her limbs that are not detected by Riana.

"Sir, Radit hasn't come home yet?"

"Not yet, neng Ria."

"Can help please contact Radit mbak. Poor Rumi fussed on."

"Neng well. I'll inform Miss Rumi of the situation to you."

Riana continued to hold Rumi and sang the song so that Rumi would stop crying. But instead of stopping, Rumi's cry became more and more when Riana sang.

"Darling why? What's that sick? Tell me mommy son." His whisper while smirking Rumi's cheeks and forehead that did not feel hot or cold. His body temperature was normal.

"Neng Ria sorry I can't contact Mr. Radit. But, I've contacted the office."

"Then what do they say, where is Mr Radit?"

"Pak Radit left for Semarang since noon. They said it's possible Radit's coming home tomorrow afternoon or maybe even night."

"So how this dong Rumi did not want to be silent." Riana panic. He really did not understand how to silence Rumi. Because it has been almost five months nurturing Rumi, never happened like this. Rumi usually cries the most because she wants to sleep, or when she is hungry.

Riana led Rumi into the room. He lay with Rumi on Radit's bed.

"Honey to miss Papa, son?" Covering Rumi's body with a sarong cloth belonging to Radit that Radit often use for prayer.

Sure enough, Rumi immediately stopped crying and started to close her eyes.

"So, my mom misses my dad, baby." Gently stroked that tiny face.

Riana smiled with relief. Finally she understood now, Rumi was missing her papa so much that she hadn't seen him all day. It was only this time that Radit left Rumi all day.