Post-divorce
Part 42's
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I, Rama and Atma visited a shopping center to prepare for the birth of our child, my gestational age is now nine months old, my stomach is already distended.
However, according to Rama I increasingly look sexy and beautiful, even though I know it is just a soothing sentence from Rama when I feel insecure about my current condition. Appetite tripled, not without reason, it was all because my baby was twins.
Hearing of my twin pregnancy, the whole family was very happy, and Rama was very protective of whatever activities I did.
"Nr ...." Shouted Gita from afar upon seeing us, previously we made an appointment to meet here.
"Don't walk too fast baby, afraid of slipping!" Rama's words stopped me from walking towards Gita and Janu.
My relationship, Rama, Gita and Janu are not awkward, there is no jealousy for each other, we really leave all the memories of our past. Right now we are brothers without any love, but full of affection for each other.
We sat down at a table in a restaurant.
"Sister, I'm pregnant" said Gita with a smile on her face. "Kak Janu got me pregnant, Kak ...."
"Thank God, congratulations, Dek," I hugged him with a laugh at Gita's words, which continued to flinch. Janu impregnated her, it felt like a pretty silly sentence.
"Dek, I'm your husband, the time in the said impregnate, it's natural that a husband makes his wife pregnant, ckkk ...." Janu Protest.
"Loh it's actually Kak Janu who impregnated me really." Gita does not want to lose.
"Thank you for getting pregnant out of wedlock, baby. We're legal husband and wife."
"Here Jan is, do not argue with women who are pregnant, or you will not get rations every night" said Rama.
"Mas ... Don't start talking about the bed yes, there is Atma, or later you are not I give rations, want?" my words to Rama.
"Hahaha, how nice of you, Ram!" Janu cried with pleasure.
"Later I'm gonna have a baby brother a lot of dong, ma?"
"Dear on, Grandma's house, Grandpa, Omma will be full of baby cries and babbles."
"My sister must be more handsome and beautiful than Om Janu and Aunt Gita's son, right Pa?" atma asked with her eyes open.
"Of course, Papa's gonna be better-looking than Om Janu."
"Laughter, more handsome I dong than you, the proof is that I get Gita, a young wife, cute, beautiful, and gemsin," Sahut Janu did not refute Rama's words.
"It is because you are lucky" replied Rama did not lose.
"Hey, remember, you're also lucky, who's preparing for the wedding, who's proposing, you're getting married on the day H." The two men finally laughed.
Our past is not something sensitive now, sometimes made jokes to each other, because our relationship is really pure brotherhood.
Don't ask me again, does Brother Janu still love me? the answer is of course not. As promised, Janu loved Gita wholeheartedly after they married, their household was no less happy with my household with Rama.
Rama no longer feels jealousy towards Janu, nor Gita towards me, having a whole family is my happiness at this time, I am grateful for that. Janu remains a friend and sister whom I love and admire.
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I pushed the door of the room carrying a tray by maintaining the balance in front of Rama who was focusing on staring at the laptop screen by sitting cross-legged, leaning on the bed while his fingers were typing quickly. Since my pregnancy, Rama did chores at home and only occasionally left for the office in Bandung to control the situation there.
"Mas, drink the coffee first let it be more spirit."
"Quite that you accompany me has always excited me dear."
"You're so busy, aren't you?"
"Hmm, this afternoon must send a blue print design to one of the developers via email. Rio's on leave, this project is very important so it should be me who takes over if Rio can't" said Rama while remaining focused on the laptop screen with nimble fingers typing. "Our son wants something, hmm? Just say leaving this job for a while doesn't matter."
"No, just want the real plug soup, I'll order it online if Mas's busy."
"Don't, I'll buy it for my son, wait a minute, Papa's son, okay?" said Rama while stroking my stomach which was already protruding. I also smiled happily when I wanted something and the husband who bought our wishes in the cravings like now is a happiness and satisfaction for women who are pregnant.
"Make water, Bik." Bik Tarsih nodded and passed away leaving us.
"Previous to introduce us to the lawyer of Ms. Sinta's family, please, the purpose of our arrival was to inform Mother Amanda as the guardian who received custody of Danish Atma Narendra to sign some documents for the transfer of some of Mother Sinta's property given to her grandson Danish Atma Narendra."
"Sorry, you mean, Ibu Sinta gave some of her property to my son?"
"Right, but he wanted to meet his granddaughter before."
"Tell him, I can not accept it all, if indeed Mother Sinta wants to meet my son who she has admitted as her grandson, please come to this house, please come to this house, because I won't stop Mother Sinta from meeting."
"But the problem is that at this time Ibu Sinta is sick, the successor to the property that belongs to him is only his son and grandson."
"I'll meet him first before signing all the documents you provide."
"Well, if it were like that, I would pass on this message to him." They were also quiet, leaving behind a sense of uneasiness and sadness for me.
Although my former Mother-in-law incised much grief for Me and Atma, she was still a Mother to me and in her Atma flowed the blood of her descendants. A blood relation that can not be decided by a divorce, but I can not force Atma to be able to accept his presence, Atma can already think with his own thoughts.
Rama came carrying a plastic package in his hand with a smile, a smile thrusting the package at me, a restless expression on me read by Rama.
"Why baby? I've brought food as our son wishes." asked Rama confused. I finally told Rama everything, including expressing my anxiety.
"Don't worry, let me persuade Atma to meet her grandmother, leave it all to me, don't think too much, I don't want our child to be fidgety in the womb." I smiled and said Rama.
As Rama said, he managed to persuade Atma to want to see his grandmother, after returning home from school, Atma immediately we took to the house of Sinta Mother, my former mother-in-law.
"However she is your Grandma dear, it's not good to be angry for too long, she just wants to meet you, that's all. If you refuse later Mama and baby sister in the stomach Mama sad." said Rama reassured Atma.
"Alright, this is not because of Grandma, but because Mama and baby sister are not sad." replied Atma by singing her lips. Atma is a child who has a very strong character, just like Denis. Given Denis, I should be able to accept the judge's decision to sentence him to five years in prison for what he did to me and Atma a few months ago. I hope he will change for the better after serving his sentence.
We reached the Denis home, Mother smiling happily, her eyes sparkling at our arrival.
"May Grandma hug you handsome boy?" Atma nodded and Mom hugged her. "I'm sorry Grandma for all the wrongs that have been done to you and Mama Amanda."
"Is Grandma sorry?" ask Atma doubtfully.
"Very, very sorry dear. Sorry for you easing Grandma's guilt on you."
"Atma came here not because of Grandma, but because Mama and baby sister are still in the stomach of Mama," he said ketus then pulled Rama's hand out of the house.
Mother Sinta's tears poured down her cheeks, Atma's rejection of her made her feel even more guilty.
"How old are you?"
"Nearly nine months, Mom."
"May I caress your belly Amanda?"
She gently stroked my stomach, long ago when I was pregnant with Atma, expecting her touch to be like this, but it was only hope when Mother kept being cold to me. My tears did not come, my memory was thrown a few years ago when I was a son-in-law of the Narendra family.
"Before pride, arrogance, high self-esteem, make you not want to recognize you as a daughter-in-law. And now I can only acknowledge you as the Mother of the Mother's grandchildren, without any mention of a daughter-in-law of the Narendra family. I've wasted a good woman like you. An apology won't make up for your mistakes."
"Amanda has forgiven Mom, now Amanda and Atma are happy, and the present happiness is due to past grief. It's all his destiny, Amanda's done it all."
"Thank you Amanda." I smiled faintly, and handed her a brown envelope.
"Amanda doesn't need the Narendra family's possessions, treasures aren't everything to me. I will raise Atma from my own sweat. You can come home anytime to meet Atma."
"No Amanda, this is the right of Mother's grandchildren, one of the ways I made amends for everything I ever did to you. I'll keep giving all this to a Danish Atma Narendra."
"But ... Arghhhh, pain ...."
Not finished speaking, my stomach was so painful that I was unable to stand.
"Please ...." Shouted mom panicking.
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