Tangled Yarn Shackles
Kirana Diajeng Ardani Satya,

One month later,

The orange silhouette is beautifully painted on the western horizon. The sky of Bandung city looks beautiful with orange highlight behind white clouds. Moreover, the twilight wind started to present to greet a woman who had just gotten out of the car.

"Let's go in!" take om Rudi while reaching for Anne's hand to hold.

The couple had just arrived at one of the elite hospitals in Bandung. They visited Dara who was giving birth in this hospital. After receiving news from Juna if Dara will give birth this afternoon, Rudi and Anne immediately left for Bandung escorted by the driver.

"Where in the room is it, Mas?" anne asked after entering the hospital lobby.

"He's still in the operating room" said Rudi without averted his eyes.

The worry was clearly visible on the face of the mature man. He was afraid something would happen to Dara and her first grandchild. Dara was forced to give birth by cesarean because of the position of her breech baby.

"That's Juna, Mas!" anne said after seeing Juna sitting in the waiting room.

The couple increasingly speed up the steps to get to where Juna is. Juna is not alone there, there are both parents who accompany.

"Papi" said Juna after seeing the presence of Rudi and Anne.

"How's your wife? Is she okay?" asked Rudi after standing in front of Juna, "why don't you accompany him?" cecar om Rudi's.

Anne immediately touched the husband's arm, in order to control her feelings, "Mas, be patient! Give Juna some time to answer" Anne said in a soft voice.

"They're fine, Pi. He's been in the operating room since thirty minutes ago. Dara doesn't want me to be with her, Pi. He wants to be alone" complained Juna with a heavy sigh.

Rudi has not yet responded to her daughter-in-law's complaint. Juna's parents came to greet the arrival of Om Rudi. In the end, Rudi sat down with his body, followed by Anne.

A small talk took place in the waiting room. The tension om Rudi slightly diverted because he focused on the iron. So did Anne, she was busy chatting with her mother Juna. Dara's hospitality managed to make Anne feel comfortable.

After waiting thirty minutes, a nurse called Juna to come in. The baby in Dara's womb was delivered safely. Just waiting for Juna to prosecute the baby who has been cleaned up.

"I go in first" said Juna before passing from the waiting room.

Anne smiled faintly after hearing from the nurse, if the operation went smoothly. Dara and her baby are in good health and nothing less. The four people who were in the waiting room, finally, were able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alhamdulillah," murmured Anne with dewy eyes. He felt happy because in the end Dara was able to get through all this.

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Happiness envelops everyone in a VVIP room. Dara was transferred to the Inap room after her condition improved after surgery. The time indicator is already at ten nights, but Rudi's om still there.

"Udah, Papi just go home! Dara is not papa, Pi!" said Dara while staring at Rudi who was sitting in a chair next to his bed.

Anne was endlessly smiling when she saw the cute baby sleeping in the crate. I want him to hold the baby. But he was afraid because he was too small. After all, the baby had just calmed down after crying for quite a while.

"Dar, what's your daughter's name?" anne asked as she closed Dara. He moved from his place and walked towards where Dara was.

The sound of the door handle being pulled, made Anne avert her eyes. It turns out that Juna just returned after driving his parents home. He soon joined Anne and Rudi.

"Say, Anne asked, what's our son's name?" Dara looked at Juna with a faint smile.

"I've already prepared a name for our first daughter. I asked Papi for permission, to give him a name with Javanese elements, because I am a descendant of Javanese," said Juna while staring at Rudi.

"Why should I ask permission? She's yourdaughter. You have the right to give a name to him" said om Rudi.

Kirana Diajeng Ardani Satya—a name that Juna has prepared for his first daughter. The name was already prepared by Juna some time ago. A name that has the meaning— daughter of a noble who is holy and has a shining life.

"What a good name!" Anne muttered while looking at Juna and Dara alternately, "i also want to use the name java ah for her," said Anne while rubbing her stomach several times.

"Do you know your gender?" dara asked in a soft voice.

"Udah dong!" Anne smiled sweetly while looking at Rudi, "your sister will also be a girl! Be prepared to compete with him later." Anne joked.

Dara could only grimace when she heard Anne's words. The pain in his stomach began to feel when his body made a movement even for a moment, "Delicious! How to compete?" sibir Dara, "i'm afraid you're competing with your own granddaughter, Oma!" dara looked at Anne cynically.

"Ih, what the hell! How's Oma?" anne protested with pursed lips.

"Keep what dong? My son means Papi's grandson. Lah, you're Papi's wife, which means it's true that my son calls you Oma!" obviously Dara while developing her smile.

In the end, the laughter of Rudi and Juna exploded after seeing Anne's sour face. Om Rudi to shed tears because it feels funny with this situation. Moreover, after seeing the annoyance of the wife. He laughed so much that he made the cute baby cry.

"Darling, hunt for our daughter!" edith Dara while turning her eyes to the side.

Juna looked stiff as he lifted his daughter. He was very careful because the little baby was wriggling his body in the crib, "Kiran is the same Oma, huh? Mommy can't hold a sling yet" said Juna when bringing his daughter closer to Anne.

Anne clucked in annoyance after hearing Juna call herself 'Oma'. He wanted to curse the couple who kept teasing him. Although it is true that the reality is like that, but Anne was amused if her daughter Dara, actually called her Oma.

"I'm not 'Mama' yet! Don't call Oma dong! Duh! You fucked this up!" anne protested after calming Kiran down on her lap.

...🌹Happy reading 🌹...

...Anne rose to the rank of nih😀so young Oma 🤭...

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