
Alma was at Ani's house, the mother. They both sat on the living room couch.
"Ma!! Al wanted to confide in Mama," Alma leaned her head on her shoulders.
"What's up, son? Do you have a problem with your husband?" Ani gently stroked Alma's head which was covered in hijab.
"Al confused Ma.. Romi talks about children every day. Al so the thought goes on,"
"Son.. The child is a gift and a gift from God. Think positive, God has arranged everything,"
"But Ma.." Alma raised her head, and she sat up straight. "Al was afraid Mas Romi was disappointed, because Al until now had not been pregnant,"
"You're three months married. Why be disappointed? Look at another couple out there, they have been married for years, but not yet given a child. They are always resigned, they think positively, and they pray to Allah to be quickly given a baby. Don't think about such things, son. Trust in God, trust in his power. Pray that God will give you both a baby soon. If you think about it, you'll get sick later" Ani advised Alma.
Alma fell silent and sifted through all of Ani's words.
"Astagfirullah," Alma beristighfar.
"Don't complain like this again, son. Consider this a trial for both of you households. Explain slowly to your husband, that the child will surely come in your midst.. Most importantly, you should remember the advice of your doctor. Do not be too soybean, eat a lot of fruits and vegetables. Don't eat too much fatty food,"
Alma nodded and smiled. He hugged Ani from the side, Alma was currently relieved that Ani had already given him some comfort.
Alma let go of her embrace, "Al go home first huh Ma.. I was late in the afternoon, afraid to hunt Mas Romi first who reached home,"
"You be careful on the road huh," Ani gently kissed the single princess's forehead.
They both walked out onto the porch.
"Mama healthy at home yes, Al will often play here really.." Alma hugged her mother's body again.
Ani smiled, and she stroked Alma's shoulder.
"Good health, baby... If there's anything, Mama's story goes, "Ani let go of their embrace.
Alma nodded. He kissed the back of Ani's hand.
"Assynolt,"
"Waalaikumsalam" said Ani.
Alma walked towards her motorbike. To be honest, Romi had told Alma to bring his own car, but Alma did not want to. Romi also intends to hire a driver, but Alma said it is better to ride a motorcycle, because Ani and Alma's house is not far away.
Alma's motorcycle starts to drive away from Ani's home yard.
"Oh god.. Give always happiness to my son" Ani prayed and kept staring at Alma's motorcycle that had disappeared behind the fence.
Ani went into the house.
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Romi and Ayu are sitting at table number 13. Yeah, just the two of you.
"Sir Romi, what's the matter with me to talk alone?" Ayu asked impatiently.
"I want to talk about Alma." said Romi while sipping his juice.
"Imma? Isn't she Father's wife? What do you want to ask me?"
"Did Alma ever tell you about her having a disease or not?" Romi immediately asked the point.
"Disease?" Ayu frowned. "To my knowledge, Alma is healthy and has no disease sir." said Ayu honestly.
"I wonder Yu. We've been married for three months, but Alma hasn't been pregnant yet" Romi plays a straw in her glass.
"Did you just ask about that? If the problem is pregnant, you just talk to Alma directly.." said Ayu sekhenya.
"Already Yu.. We've also been pregnant, but the results are still nil.." Romi looks desperate.
Ayu becomes pity.
"Sir.. The patient ones yes," Ayu stroked Romi's shoulder slowly.
Romi glanced at Ayu's tiny hands, she was also mentally beautiful face belonging to Ayu. Then nod in understanding.
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