
Time continued to pass, until it did not feel Kanaya's gestational age had reached seven months. Obviously, the first pregnancy was a happy moment for Kanaya. How not? She is surrounded by good people ranging from her husband, in-laws, as well as Papa Jaya and Mama Sasmita who are so kind to her.
“Honey, in your pregnancy was Mother Hesti and Father Tirta said he wanted to make a seven-month event and also at the same time studying. Should have been four months pregnant in his studies, but sorry Daddy and Mommy both forget.” said Bisma this time to his wife.
Pregnant woman who now her stomach has been bloated and increasingly chubby cheeks, slowly staring at her husband, “When Mas?” tanyakanya.
“Next week, fitting exactly seven months old, but only on weekends because we are both busy working. How to agree enggak?” ask Bisma slowly.
Kanaya nodded, “Iya. Can I have something for you, Mas?” ask her first to her husband.
“What? If I could give it I would give it.”.
“Then there will be a seven-monthly event, right? can you invite orphans and orphans not Mas? I can share with them.” pinta Kanaya.
Bisma also smiled and his hand caressed his wife's stomach, “If it is definitely possible .. later we give compensation yes Darling.”
“Iya Mas, the prayers of orphans and orphans were actually heard by God. Hopefully they also send prayers for our child.” Kanaya's story to her husband.
“Iya right .. later I will convey to Mother and Father also.” he said.
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A week later …
Since the morning of Kanaya and Bhishma have arrived at the residence of Father Tirta and Mother Hesti. In the house, already installed decorations that beautify their living room, even a tent is also installed in front of the house. Some relatives have also come to the Pradana family residence.
Meanwhile, in the afternoon, Kanaya was asked by Mother Nesti to prepare in the room. “Naya, to room now yes. You have to be a little bit made-up and Mommy has bought this dress for you.” said Mother Hesti who apparently has bought a canal lace dress with ice blue for Kanaya.
Kanaya also climbed the stairs and went to her husband's room on the second floor, not protesting at all with all the preparations arranged by her husband's family. Kanaya is moved to get all the affection from her in-laws. For for Kanaya, her in-laws were her parents as well.
“You change clothes first, and later this batik shirt for Bisma yes. Mommy will call Bisma to change her clothes as well.” said Mother Nesti who then came out of Kanaya's room.
“Iya Mas... just log in unlocked kok.” said Kanaya from inside her room.
Not waiting for a long time, Bisma immediately changed her clothes and immediately went down outside first because Mother Nesti had asked her to meet relatives and other invited guests. Meanwhile, inside her room was a Make Up Artist who came to decorate Kanaya. Kanaya's face, which is already beautiful, does not become a control for the MUA to apply brush brush brush strokes on Kanaya's face. Even Kanaya also asked that the makeup this time is not too flashy, can cause a flawless impression only.
After that, Mother Nesti went back into Kanaya's room and took her daughter-in-law to immediately go down to the place where the recitation took place. Even if only limited to studying, apparently Kanaya's hands felt so cold. There is a sense of nervousness should follow the event of her own pregnancy assessment.
“You nervous huh Nay? Take it easy, there is Mommy. There's your husband too. You will only follow the prayer and recitation of the holy verses of the Quran. Your request to invite orphans and orphans who participate has also been granted. They will surely send their prayers to you and the baby.” said Mother Nesti who tried to calm her daughter-in-law.
Slowly by continuing to hold the hand of Mother Nesti, Kanaya also walked down the stairs. The woman looked down, there was shame and also nervousness at this moment. More relatives from the Pradana family were also present this time. Without Kanaya noticing, a few meters down there was a pair of neutrals staring at her so fixedly.
How Kanaya walked, down one by one stairs until she arrived at the place of study as if not separated from the view of her husband. In his heart the man was amazed, because in front of him this time his wife looked so beautiful and had revealed her maternal aura. Slowly, Mother Hesti led Kanaya to sit next to her husband. Without being told, the man had stretched out his hand to grab his wife's delicate hand. Gently, Bhishma helped Kanaya to sit beside her.
“You are very beautiful, dear ... you are so pretty.” he said whispering softly at the side of his wife's ear.
“Still Dad ...” replied Bhishma with a smile and lowered her face.
Until finally a religious leader began to lead the recitation, offering prayers for pregnant women and also the baby in the womb. Not to forget one of the representatives of the orphan boy who prayed for Kanaya. Kanaya was so excited this time. Even the pregnant woman could not shed her tears.
“Why are you crying?” ask Bisma slowly.
Kanaya tried to wipe her tears and also shook her head faintly, “It's okay .. I was moved. All the verses recited, all the prayers offered may Allah hear.” Kanaya said.
“Iya .. God must have heard our prayers all. You are also healthy and safe until giving birth later.” said Bisma while handing over a tissue that would be needed by his wife to wipe her tears.
“Makasih Mas, if the event kayak gini I miss Father and Mother. If only he were both here, seeing me pregnant, having a very caring husband and in-law, surely Father and Mother would be very happy. Unfortunately they were with God in his paradise. I became confused with the late Father and Mother.” Kanaya's story at this time.
Besides being happy, moved, apparently also a bit of sadness that makes him miss the presence of his late parents who would be very happy to see the pregnancy of Kanaya who was 7 months old. Unfortunately, all that Kanaya cannot feel because she is an orphan. It can only be clever and calm himself that in heaven his parents will be happy with the happiness of Kanaya at this time.