The End of the Betrayal
A Tight Situation

"Why are you Tia, do you think what Grandpa is talking about is a dream?"

I gasped in shock when Grandpa spoke like that. I realized that I was not sleeping at the moment. Grandfather actually came to our house to bless the relationship between me and Mas Gala. Grandpa really kept his promise.

Immediately I shook my head. "Maybe Tia was just startled Kek," I replied half nervously. Well, I was just nervous and confused about what else to start chatting. Where Mas Gala hasn't come home from work, maybe if there's a Mas Gala, I wouldn't be this big. Where at this time I sit alone with Grandpa, people who once hated me, only because I was born from a family less able.

"How old is your pregnancy?" ask Grandpa again, this time I feel that Grandpa speaks more than usual, which is irritable to speak and once spoke sharper than ped@ng.

"It's been two months Kek, and thank God everything is good and healthy" I replied clearly and completely.

Grandfather just nodded his head. "Not cravings?" ask Grandpa again. Fix, this is Grandpa has indeed changed.

"E .. doesn't seem like Kek," I replied hesitantly, either cravings are like anything I don't know. All I know is that cravings are nausea, mutable and difficult to eat in the morning. If what I feel doesn't seem to be cravings. Because Momy Bela always said that it was baby-congenital not because of cravings.

"Well good. Grandpa heard that cravings are so torturous."

I only commented on the faint smile, now even Grandpa seems to be very attentive with me. Is this really a concern with me and it's a sign that I can already accept being his grand daughter-in-law or just because I can conceive a descendant of Mas Gala, she said, after I give birth Grandpa will change again like before.

"Please drink the cake." I, who was out of words, diverted the conversation by offering Grandpa a drink.

Not long after I heard a familiar car sound in my ear. I was really relieved when the sound of Mas Gala's car was heard and it was a sign that my husband had gone home.

"That's like Mas Gala coming home," I said very happy because I hope with the Mas Gala I will not be tense as it is today. Which I feel is being tested for guts, horror and horror. Every time I hear Grandpa talking my heart beats faster fearing that I can't answer.

The deg!! I was surprised because Mas Gala seemed to come home not alone, from his voice I was very familiar, from his voice he was Papi Yusuf. Mas Gala and Papi seemed to laugh as if he was telling something very cool.

"Did Joseph come here often?" asked Grandpa, which made me confused as to what to answer. Well, lately, Papi more often come to the house, than come to the store, because indeed since I was pregnant Momy went to the store not too long must have run out straight home, straight home, even like today Mommy doesn't go to the store. Prefer to look after me, which Momy says is afraid that I'm okay. Even though I am home not alone, there is an aunt who cleans the house so if there is anything, surely aunt can help.

"Not too Cake" I replied, after thinking long enough.

"Is Bela home?" ask Grandpa again.

"As'salamualaikum," said Mas Gala together with Papi Yusuf.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," I replied slowly.I could see the startled reaction of my husband and papi-in-law when I saw Grandpa who was in our house.

"Grandfather, what is the need for tumben to come here?" asked Mas Gala in a soft and doubtful voice.

"Sit down, there's something Grandpa wants to ask you!" Grandpa pointed to the seat on my side. The atmosphere of the room was getting tense. I shifted so that my husband could sit next to me.

"Tia, you please call Bela here!" tell Grandpa that makes me even more afraid. Well, I'm afraid that Momy will get back to her hurtful words, and the cause is that I just answered Grandpa's question wrongly.

"Good Cake." Without waiting for a long time I immediately passed leaving a guest roar.

Just now I went into the kitchen Momy Bela was standing leaning against the wall. "Momy had heard," Momy Bela said as soon as I walked into the kitchen.

I immediately looked down feeling guilty, maybe Momy was disappointed with my answer earlier. "I'm sorry Mom if Tia's words are wrong, and cause Mommy might be in trouble later with Grandpa."

"There's nothing wrong with your answer. Let's go ahead, it just so happens that Momy's done cooking." From the look of my face and voice I could see that Momy did look fine and was ready for whatever might happen, but in her heart who knows.

"Good afternoon Pah" said Momy Bela politely and she chose to sit next to Mas Gala, I also sat beside Papi Yusuf exchange formation. Susana in the family room really feels the tension. It even feels like it's inside a yoke.

Grandfather's gaze alternately looked at the four of us. I looked at Momy Bela who seemed to remain calm, of course, different from me whose feelings were not enough. Maybe even my face can also definitely mean that at this time I am tense and anxious.

"O Lord, I am now desirous, unwilling to be in the situation as I am now" cried out in my heart.

Seriate....

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