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After a discussion session between Yuna and Zeen, the two men just came out of the room and walked towards the dining room. Yuna was even made dizzy when faced with the nature of her husband who was fairly new she felt. How not? If the man who is her husband suddenly transformed into a child who is so spoiled, even continue to stick to him wherever he is.
“Good morning Mah, Pah, grandma!” greet Yuna to the three people who were at the table eating.
The three also answered Yuna's greeting simultaneously.
Yuna then sat down at the dining table, followed by Zeen who immediately sat down beside Yuna. And at this time the man again sniffed right on Yuna's boat put his head and hugged the woman tightly.
The three old men face each other when they see the strange behavior of Zeen who they first saw.
“Yaampun mas .. don't be like this. Later you will not eat if you continue like this,” said Yuna then with a slow movement she removed the head of Zeen from her shoulder, in fact Yuna was very embarrassed to both her in-laws and grandmother. But how else? If the man is like that? As a result Yuna could only endure the embarrassment and endure all her regrets.
Zeen did not want to give up the man came back to his wife and then rubbed his wife's shoulder again.
“Mas ...” hiss Yuna holds back the snarl.
“Yun ... What happened to Zeen? How come he's spoiled so?” asked Vina who was already very curious.
Yuna looked at her in-laws with a timid look. “Yuna also do not know Mah... suddenly mas Zeen so spoiled like this either because of what?” it is true that Yuna feels confused and does not understand Zeen's changing nature.
Vina then looked at her in-laws who only responded by twisting both of her shoulders. Then Vina turned her gaze to her husband who only gave as wide as a meaningful smile.
Albaret placed his fork spoon on his plate, then he turned his gaze to the son. “Yuna, did Zeen vomit this morning? But didn't take out the contents?” albaret asked his son-in-law.
“Iya Pah, earlier Zeen had vomited but did not come out the contents and said his stomach felt stirred and eneg, so he said Pah ..” Yuna explained in detail.
Albaret smiled hearing that, “Hemm, it turned out as expected. Looks like your husband is nauseous so because of the baby's birth.”
Everyone looked flabbergasted and turned their eyes to the middle-aged lung man.
“What does Pah mean?” vina asked confused.
“Ituloh Mah .. usually if the nature of the husband changes that can be said to be the birth of the baby, it can also be said if the husband replaces the pregnancy symptoms of his wife. Like vomiting and changes to its nature? Lazybones? Spoiled nature?”
“But if you still do not feel confident should Zeen checked first by the obstetrician later, let's know more details about Zeen's current condition.” Further explained.
“Oooo ..” Vina nodded her head feeling understood. “Like sympathetic pregnancy huh?”
“Well, exactly,” timpal Albaret confirmed.
“Wah ... Zeen ... congratulations dear you who will replace your pregnant wife.” Vina teased her son.
Zeen frowned, “Apasih Mah, don't bother talking. The time I was pregnant was on. lakik.”
“Ya indeed you are lakik. Who said you were wedok? (woman).” Timpal Rima tilts his head.
“Sayang ..”
Notya replied to the words of his grandmother Zeen instead returned to mendusel his wife spoiled.
“Hahaha, no papa kok dear. We understand the nature of Zeen now, so you don't have to be ashamed .. just assume we're not in front of you.” Obviously Vina while giggling amusedly. Amused at seeing Zeen his famously haughty, flat son turned into a spoiled, possessive man of the acute level. He really never imagined if his son could be what he is today.
“Well, listen to that baby. They just don't mind if we make out, even we have to get used to if the one on the dining table is only filled with us.” Said Zeen in a spoiled voice and very relaxed.
“But how did Mama become a sprain? If you were talking? Feel shameless and selfless once?” timpal Vina looked at her son with a cynical look.
“But did Mama herself say that?” zeen doesn't want to lose.
And there was a quarrel between two people, mother and son. Even Yuna did not hear the debate due to being too focused on her mind.
“Sympathetic pregnancy? Could it be that Zeen is now experiencing it?” yuna muttered in wonder.
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“Sayang .. Did you join the work? Mas it feels really lazy if there is no you near mas,” pinta Zeen again whining to Yuna.
“Yesampun Zeen? You don't feel sorry for your wife? Yuna is pregnant again so Mama's daughter-in-law will remain at home and can not come with you to work. Do you know if a pregnant person should not be tired?” Vina answered Zeen's words with all her chatter.
“Kan Yuna joined Zeen just near me. If about work let me haveel everything ...”
“Just can't! You leave there quickly! Papa's people you have gone first, you young even lose the older. Hurry there, work for a lot of money so you can buy your baby-baby equipment later.” Obviously Vina while pushing her son's body to get out of the house immediately.
“But Ma? Mama! Zeen can't be kalo–”
“Don't make excuses keep Zeen! You whine until you cry blood Mama will never allow!” sela Vina with a firm voice.
Just as Vina was about to close the main door, Zeen suddenly clasped herself on the door and immediately made Vina cluck in annoyance.
“Zeen! Move not in front of the door!” vina yelled in the room.
“Zeen will not bring Yuna kok Mah, Zeen just want to say goodbye to my wife first. I still haven't tasted it with my wife.”
Vina took a long breath. “Yaudah spout!” Vina finally allowed Zeen in, and of course made the man go straight back into the house and then Zeen walked closer to his wife with a soft look.
Zeen kissed his wife's entire face, then hugged her with an involuntary feeling.
“Jaga is well in your condition and our baby's dedek. Wait for you to go home.” Zeen said dramatizing and still showing his own look.
Then after that Zeen again kissed his wife's Pink lips for the last time, before he immediately ran out of the house for fear if he continued to linger then he would not want to be far from his wife.
“Basic that rancid boy!” muttered Vina gurgled.
TBC.