My wife, Dhia
I Should How?

Three months later. In Arenan village, Central Java.

In the white room. Dhia is lying down. Her stomach, which had already begun to grow, was cold when a woman, who was a gynecologist, put gel on her stomach.

"The content age has entered the 20th week, mommy ..." The doctor smiled gently at Dhia."It weighs 315 grams and is 25 cm long. It's a normal size."

Dhia smiled full haru.

"What gender can be seen, Doc?"

"Of course .. We see, yes, mommy." The doctor smiled again. While directing the ultrasound device (USG) back above the stomach of Dhia.

"Waah .. There is a trunk." The doctor who is often called Doctor Ika was giggling slowly.

"Rigid, doc? how can?" Dhia is confused."My son, right, man, doc?not an elephant."

"Geez, mommy .. funny, anyway." this time Doctor Ika laughed, because he saw Dhia's innocence."There's a trunk, meaning gender, male, mommy ..."

"It's not an elephant."

Doctor Ika is still laughing.

"Oh, that's it." Dhia feels funny herself.

"My son is healthy, right, doc?"

"Healthy, mommy .. but food must be kept, yes .." said Doctor Ika kindly."Keep drinking plenty of water, and nutritious food "

"One more." Doctor Ika raised one finger. His face looks serious."Got a lot of rest, and it shouldn't strap."

"Because it's not good for your baby's development."

"Okay, doctor." Dhia nodded, trying to sit down.

"Oh, yes, Dhia .. by the way Dr. Reyhan is very considerate of you. I think he likes it, deh, just like you."

Ika smiled seductively at Dhia.

Dhia just silently threw a thin smile.

"Aren't you interested in him?"

"Doctor Reyhan I already think of as my own brother, Doc."

"She is, too." I'm Dhia so that Doctor Ika doesn't mislead about her relationship with Reyhan.

"Oh." Doctor Ika nodded in understanding."Sorry, Dhia if I'm wrong."

"That's okay, Doc" said Dhia still with her smiling friendly face.

"Assalamualaikum." Someone opened the door from the outside.

"Tuh, he .. new storytelling came directly." Ika chuckled softly, looking at Reyhan."Long live."

Dhia also chuckled.

"What's wrong? hurt me, huh?" Reyhan looked towards Dhia and Ika alternately. Feeling himself being talked about.

"G'r really, really." Doctor Ika throws a lip at Reyhan.

"Where is the baby's condition? healthy?" Reyhan looked at Dhia.

"Thank God, be healthy, Doctor."

"Thank God, then." Reyhan smiled."Come on, let's go home ..."

"I'm home, Doctor myself."

Reject Dhia fast.

"It just so happens that my working hours are up Dhia .. so I, too, want to go straight home."

"Oh that's it." Dhia stood up while wearing her flat shoes.

But at that moment his body collapsed and almost fell down. Reyhan who saw that, gushes pulled Dhia's waist. While Doctor Ika so smiles pay attention to the two.

After eating dinner, Buk Laila asked everyone to gather in the guest room. Including Ajeng and Heru paklek. Both of them who live next door to the house of Buk Laila, suddenly just called to dinner together. Similar when welcoming to Reyhan return from Jakarta at that time.

"There's something I want to say" Buk Laila said, opening her voice. He watches his son, Reyhan and Dhia take turns.

"Last noon when you went to the health center, I heard from the villagers .. They questioned your relationship."Buk Laila gulped in nervousness."They think you're pregnant out of wedlock, nduk." she looked at Dhia.

"They also thought that this was Reyhan's son." Buk Laila looked at Dhia's stomach, with a heavy voice like he was about to cry."Mother explained the truth this afternoon. But they still don't believe."

"I don't think I can stay here much longer. I gotta get going. My condition has also started to improve." Dhia said slowly.

"Where are you going, nduk? what if your husband sees you, gets pregnant like this?" ask Buk Laila who already knows why Dhia left her husband. So did Reyhan, Ajeng and Heru paklek.

Dhia. Right now, to be honest, he doesn't know where to go. Returning to Jakarta, he said was not the right choice. What if Dirga saw her, and someday separated herself from her baby? really, he couldn't imagine it.

While Mbok Asih, the old woman who became the purpose of his search for this village, until now has not been found its existence. Even the people in this village, no one recognized him.

"Yes, right, Dhia .. buklek can not bear if someday you are separated with your child. It must be very sad." Ajeng timpal booklek.

"Look." Reyhan who had been silent, opened his voice, looked at Buk Laila."I ask permission, if you approve ... I intend to marry Dhia."

Dhia immediately turned to Reyhan, and stared in disbelief. Reyhan has gone too far. Decide unilaterally without asking him first.

"You're serious, le?" ask Buk Laila who was surprised by his son's statement.

Reyhan nodded."Yes, buk .. I'm serious."

"Masha Allah." Buklek Ajeng was moved."We agree anyway. Yeah, right, Mas?" she nudged the knee of her husband sitting next to her.

"Oh, yo iyo .. paklek same buklekmu, agree, agree." continued Pakelek Heru while chuckling softly.

"Mother, too, agreed." said Buk Laila, turning to Dhia who was sitting not far from Reyhan."But before mom, want it with you, nduk. Are you willing to marry your mother's child?"

Dhia gulped because of nervousness. The question made his tongue grow. I didn't expect everything to be like this. People even agreed. While his heart was contrary.

I should how? bathin Dhia as her hands clenched squeezed the end of her dres.

"Mr ..." Buk Laila again called Dhia when the woman was silent.

"Udah, please, Dhia ... Reyhan's a good boy. She was also handsome, kok."tipal Ajeng's booklet, and immediately grimaced when her husband pinched her thigh.

"Opo, anyway, Mas?"

"Mbak Laila tekon, Dhia .. udhuk kowe." said Paklek Heru senteng whispering in the Ajeng booklet.

Buklek Ajeng cengengesan."I'm gemes, Mas ... Dhia deconditioned, meneng wae."

"Yo, patience .." said Paklek Heru.

Buk Laila noticed Dhia silently looking down, she too, smiled faintly."I understand, nduk .. You definitely need time. Yo, wes, it's nothing."

"Soalah Reyhan said it impromptu." Buk Laila chuckled softly.

"But actually I wish you would, nduk. My mother loves you very much. I thought you were like my own mother's son." continued buk Laila again.

"It's also for you, and for your son."

Dhia raised her face.

During the day, Buk Laila is busy with his activities selling at his home minimarket. The location, right joined the terrace of the house. Reyhan, meanwhile, is still at the Puskesmas, and has not returned.

A luxury car with metallic ash, stopped in the minimarket yard.

Buk Laila immediately saw, and noticed a tall man, a handsome barface, wearing a grey suit, getting out of the car and walking towards him.

"Oh, the mineral water is one" said the man.

"It's cold, Mas?"

The man nodded."Aye." Yeah."

Buk Laila opened the freezer. And gave the man a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you, buk." said the man politely. Then give a sheet of fifty thousand money to Buk Laila.

Buk Laila opened a pot of money storage, intending to give change, but apparently the money in the drawer was still lacking.

"Nduk .. please, get me my mom's wallet, on the couch." Buk Laila told Dhia.

"Yes, buk ... a minute."

Sahut Dhia who is not sure what is doing inside.

The man was instantly stunned, hearing the voice of the woman he thought was no stranger.

But the ringing of a singing cell phone behind his suit pocket saddled the man. He quickly picked up the phone, picked up the call.

"Buk ... take the change" said the man.

"Thank you, son." cried Buk Laila when the man went and got into the car.

"Here, buk, purse." Dhia came still using an apron dangling from her neck. He looked at the car, which had already left the yard.