Suddenly Husband Wife
Mother's Advice

"Nastiti thank God very well, now she is working outside, Mas." I replied to Aslan's question.

"I haven't seen your mom and dad in a long time, Ram. How are they doing?" ask mba Sofi.

I glanced at Akram mas as if to condition him to answer him, mas Akram like understand what my gaze means, "They are good," replied Akram briefly.

"Oh yeah, why are you guys having a reception after a year of marriage and having kids?" Sofi asked us again.

Akram and I returned to each other lyrics, I responded quickly to Sofi's question. "We got married during the pandemic, Mba. So we just got together because it was forbidden to do events that cause crowds."

My answer is smart, right? When it makes sense with logic and situations and conditions.

Mba Sofi just nodded her head. "Old too, Ram. You are single, I just know you got married from an alumni group. How old is your son? Plan to have a second child when?"

"Our son is two months old, a very handsome and healthy baby boy. I'm lucky to have Sraya as my wife, she's kind, beautiful, and loyal!"

I glanced at these two pairs of husband and wife who were sitting in front of me, they looked like they were awkward after hearing the reply from Akram.

"And the plan is we'll soon have a second, third, and fourth child. If it can be every year. Isn't that right, baby?" add mas Akram.

I smiled a little grimly at Akram's reply, I had not even fulfilled my obligation as a wife to Akram and at once I felt guilty.

"We pray that you will fulfill your wish, because we have been trying for two years to give Aska a sister. But in fact it has not been given either" Mas Aslan said all that with a face that can not be covered if he harbors hope.

My visit with mas Akram to Sofi mba apartment not long, after talking just dominated by the conversation between me and mba Sofi only. The rest of the mas Akram chose to shut up and answer if asked.

I lay down my body next to the mas Akram who was lying down and staring at his mobile screen. "Mas, can I ask you something?"

One of the things I like about Akram is that when I talk to him when he is focusing on something, he will pause from his activities and respond to me well.

As of this time, he took off his reading glasses then put them on the nightstand along with his mobile phone. "Well, what do you want?"

Mas Akram stretched out his hand, a sign that I should be attached to his body. "Mas, mba Sofi and mas Aslan. Is there a story you haven't told me?"

"Aslan Benjamin Pradipha used to be Mas's best friend when he was in college, and Sofia Lorent Queena was his ex, Mas." Mas Akram changed position by tilting his body to face me.

I was quite surprised to hear my husband's answer. It turns out that behind his cold attitude to them, there is a story that until now I caught that Akram mas did not seem to like them too much.

That night Mas Akram told me everything, I did not comment much. I appreciate the feeling and position of Akram at that time.

One week has passed, by now I'm done with my monthly guests. Amel had started his internship and went home in the afternoon, while mas Akram occasionally asked permission to sell coffee beans from his family's garden to several hotels and restaurants.

I spend time with my beloved baby who is getting more and more agile every day. My phone rang, I saw my mom calling me. I was happy to receive that phone call.

Mom told me a lot and gave her news and mbo Darmi was fine in Bandung. Mas Akram also gives mothers capital to open a flower shop business, one of the dreams of mothers and also her hobby.

At the end of our conversation, my mother asked us about the progress of our relationship. Mother made small talk asking Akram's promise that will not force me to fulfill my responsibilities as a wife, which is the inner living.

I answered honestly because I understood the meaning of mother's question.

"Mom just wishes your marriage was always happy. So far I see Akram as a responsible and very good lekaki. Sraya, however Akram is a normal man, it is not good to stretch for too long. You understand what mom means, right. Son?"

I was silent for a moment listening to my mother's advice, but Akram was a normal man. I also have feelings for Akram mas, then what's wrong?

"Son." scolded mom from there.

"Iya bu Sraya knows what I mean, I'm right. Sraya will give the best for our relationship and our household."

After talking for a long time, my mother ended our phone call.

It's five o'clock, and Akram will be home soon. I chose to cook dinner for us while my baby was sleeping. I'm grateful because Sagara is a very handsome baby.

The apartment bell rang I immediately opened the door, I was very surprised to find who had come.

"Mother, Bude."