My mother's nanny
Chapter 28
Some days Ardi can not sleep well, because there is Diah who sleep beside him. It is not uncommon for Ardi to sleep in the same bed as a woman. Ardi continued to correct his sleeping position, turning to the Right and to the left. He only stopped fidgeting when his body faced Diah. The girl fell asleep in front of him. Ardi looked at the cute face with the black hair that had been draped. The natural face of a village woman is clean and healthy. His skin tends to be darker.
Ardi's eyes continue to trace the face of the woman who several months ago was halal for him to touch it. However, there was doubt in Ardi's heart. Doubtful to start again, doubt that Diah is not sincere even though Ardi has been monitoring his gentle behavior and attitude towards the mother. Madam Dewi herself also assures the sincere and gentle attitude of Diah. The woman that Ardi knows so hard on new people, can accept Diah over time. Then why isn't he?
Ardi raised his hand, slowly touching Diah's face. Touching the Bangir nose, thick lashes and natural lashes. Moved to Diah's slightly chubby cheeks. Ardi's warm hands remained in the same. Enjoying the sleeping face of the wife who slowly made him fall asleep. Ardi's thumb slowly moved to touch Diah's lips. Swab those natural red thin lips, slowly and gently.
Diah's body wriggled, Ardi hurriedly withdrew his hand and closed his eyes. His heart suddenly beat. It was so loud, that he could hear his own thump. Ardi was so hopeful, Diah didn't hear it either. Long Ardi closed his eyes with a feeling of unworthiness, he felt something had just slipped out of bed. Then the sound of the bathroom door closing. Ardi opened his eyes, set his breath that had been stinged and his heartbeat that suddenly bedebar undue.
"What's wrong with me?" He muttered to himself.
Ardi closed his eyes again when he heard the sound of the bathroom door being opened. Long periods of silence that make it more difficult to breathe and uncomfortable. What's more, he didn't feel Diah's body on the bed. Ardi ventured to open one of his eyes. Just peeking at what Diah did. Funny right? Why would he care? Why should he feel like knowing? Though all this time Ardi really did not have the slightest interest in Diah.
As those eyes opened, Ardi was flabbergasted, finding a white figure standing on his back. He almost jumped in shock from his bed thinking it was a pochong. Fortunately, Ardi could soon master himself and realize if the figure was Diah.
Ardi continued to stare at the back of the woman who was praying that night. He heard the voice of Diah reading the verses of love to his Lord. Until the sound of dawn. Ardi immediately closed his eyes again when he realized that Diah was getting up and getting closer to the bed.
"Master, it's dawn."
Ardi's slow shock felt on his shoulders. Ardi pretended to squirm and just woke up. He rubbed his eyes and seemed to be trying to open very heavy eyes.
"Master, it's dawn."
"Heem..." Ardi got out of his sleep."Wait, I'll take your wudu first." Ardi rushed to the bathroom.
Diah remained stunned by Ardi's sentence just now. Wait for. The word made Diah speechless and moved her body. All this time even though they slept in the same room, behaving like a married couple, even though they never prayed together. Diah shook her head, dispelling the thought if Ardi wanted to pray together with her. No way, Diah has to be self-aware.
Diah took Ardi's prayer mat and holster. Setting it up in the usual place the man prayed, then Diah stood on his prayer mat. Reciting the intention to pray dawn this time. Just then Ardi just came out of the bathroom. Seeing Diah as if he was preparing for takbir, Ardi cleared his throat. Diah looked at him in wonder.
"What is the distance between the priest and the teacher so far?" Tanya Ardi took the prayer mat and also the scabbard. Regardless of Diah's expression being surprised by his question.
Ardi held his alphabet right in front of Diah a little left. Then put on the sarong and peci. Reciting the intention of the congregation's dawn, Diah's voice that was a little segau sounded soft. Until the first takbir Ardi voiced. For the first time, the long-serving couple congregated at dawn.
After saying hello. Ardi looked over, sitting facing the right side. His hand stretched out toward Diah, the woman welcomed Ardi's hand and kissed him reverently. Ardi smiled, a peaceful smile that shook Diah's heart after having his heart feel good. Happy, feeling very complete for him now. Even though only prayers congregate with his priest.
At the dinner table, Bu Dewi saw a bright and happy face emanating from the face of the child and his daughter-in-law. The Goddess ma'am smiled, glancing at the two in turn.
"What the hell ma," protested Ardi was embarrassed and annoyed. The tail of Ardi's eyes glanced at Diah who blushed in silence.
"Oohh, kirain mama missed something good this morning. Yeah, well, if not." Cetus Bu Dewi moved the balado eggs to his plate."Oiya, you guys have been married for almost six months, when do you want to love Mama's grandchildren?"
Again, the question of Miss Dewi made Ardi and Diah choke simultaneously. Madam Dewi glanced at the child and her daughter-in-law alternately, then reviewed the smile.
"What the hell, ma."
"Yes, it is natural that people who are married do, indeed have offspring. You have six months of marriage, at least, next year love mama grandson." Seloroh Bu Dewi again.
"That problem, it depends on what's above ma, give him when." Kilah Ardi's.
"Right, right Di. But, are you guys trying?"
"I mean mama?" Ask Ardi pretending to be stupid.
"Yes cooking doesn't know, Di. Trying to make a grandchild for my mom. You guys up until now have no honeymoon mama look."
Diah chokes. Just Diah, Ardi doesn't. The eyes of Lady and Ardi were directly directed at the only woman who was still a virgin. How about a honeymoon, if in the room just don't talk to each other?
"Aren't you papa, dad? From that point on?" The Goddess looked at Diah strangely.
While Ardi who was sitting next to Diah patted Diah on the back and held out a glass of water to his wife.
"So how? When is the honeymoon?" Ask the Goddess to repeat. The atmosphere was silent, after the question that Bu Dewi asked. Diah awaits the answer to what Ardi will say, as well as Miss Dewi.
"Armi's busy, ma."
He knew he expected too much. Diah was all to herself, why did she have to soar when Ardi invited her to the congregation at dawn this morning.
"Again, I can't leave my mother alone." Ardi again.
"You don't have to worry about your mom. Mama is fine. There's Tini's mbok, and haven't you put your confidant to guard this house? They're trained, Di. So, you calm down. Go on a honeymoon. Mama's already holding a grandchild."