
Isyana's gestational age has passed the fourth month. Whether because so king or the child in her womb is too smart, even though Isyana is busy in college, busking and working, Isyana is only drunk when returning home from a plane after dropping off Mrs Tiara.
After being treated and until now Isyana did not feel anything anymore, all is well.
Until one day when Isyana was presenting in front of the class, when there was a male student who was giving Isyana, Isyana felt a movement in her stomach.
"Ups... Is that you son?" isyana murmured in her heart swallowing her saliva.
Since pregnant Isyana always wears a loose dress so Isyana friends know Isyana fat. But Isyana will still be honest if anyone questions her later.
"I guess that's the answer to the book I read. Any more questions?" isyana said in front of the class ending her presentation.
Since it was time for a break, no one asked anymore. The lecturer invited Isyana to sit down after the class was dissolved.
Isyana chose to stay sitting waiting for all to come out while stroking her stomach.
"Hi Unfortunately Ibun..Will you? Was it true that you said hello to Ibun, you joined Ibun studying huh?" murmured Isyana in her own smile heart was amazed by all the grace of God she had just felt.
Without Isyana knowing it turns out that one of Isyana's friends is not paying attention to Isyana is no exception lecturer Isyana. However, Isyana was indifferent and chose to walk happily home to Grandma Tjutju.
"Assamu'alaikum Nek" said Isyana.
"Waalaikum salam. Is geulis home? Meuni beaming the pisan series? What's the matter?" tanya Grandma welcomed Isyana.
Grandma is feeding her fish pet. Grandma Tjutju despite being old but very diligent and hardworking. Isyana is lucky to be reunited with someone like Tjutju's grandmother.
"Ishana's got some happy news, Grandma,"
"What's that?"
Isyana then recounted her first experience as a mother. Isyana was so happy her baby started moving. Until Isyana told me with a burning spirit and maya sparkled.
Dina who listened was enthusiastic.
"Well, I also want rasain Tea if it is fit to move, dhedhenya," said Dina.
"Later on..., if I move again I'll tell you!" answer Isyana.
"Dad. He's gonna be a smart kid!"
"Huum, man,"
Ishana and Dina rejoiced, that is to be such a happy thing Ishana shared with her husband. But Isyana had to share it with a stranger who was even a young age like Dina. Even so does not reduce the happiness of Isyana.
"Try grandma check here!" nej Tjutju.
Nek Tjutju then asked Isyana to lie down. Nek Tjutju is a former paraji shaman, although with traditional science little understanding of pregnancy.
"Insya Allah healthy baby. Even so now it is modern age you are also a student. Go to the health center and get vitamins for your baby!" said Bu Tjutju although shaman but cooperative with health workers.
Ms. Tjutju likes to accompany people, Bu Tjujtu also several times counseling about rights and what to do so that pregnant women can be healthy, including getting immunizations and certain drugs.
"Ishana shy Grandma. I was asked who and where is my baby's father? I checked with Grandma. Grandma is great. Isyana just bought the drug via the internet!" answer Isyana honestly.
However, in any case, from the psychological side. Isyana is an ordinary human who has a feeling of pain if in the health center asked - asked more than that see another pregnant woman accompanied by her husband.
"Eleuh, my son who knows shame? You're a brave man, honey. Shy keg. Your son is the halal son of your marriage. You have a marriage book and divorce papers. No shame, check it out. It's for the good of your baby. Let's monitor the weight, monitor you and your nutrition as well!" bu Tjutju continued to seduce Isyana.
"Later on, Grandma. Isyana's not ready!" isyana replied briefly turned out to be really sad.
Isyana who was beaming the series now went into her room. Suddenly Isyana remembered Lana and her in-laws.
"I have to how? Until now I haven't met Mamah and Mas Lana again? Should I hide it or should I tell them?" isyana muttered in the room and closed the door.
Dina and Nek Tjutju can only look at each other and try to make room for Isyana to be alone and think.
*****
The Lion Country.
Bu Dini upheld his establishment after adjusting the rhythm of his breath. Ms Dini then hugged her son to provide support.
How beautiful Mr. Aksa, the only child of his very handsome puppet at a young age must be ready to become a widower.
"Yes, Mah!" replied Mr. Aksa now calmer.
After wiping his tears and strengthening each other, they then entered. How surprised Mom Early and Mr. Aksa when he saw Madam Tiara was able to sit in a wheelchair while wiping her tears at the door.
"Dear,"
"Near!"
Pekik Tuan Aksa and Bu Dini.
"Yes. Am I here? Why are you shocked?" mrs Tiara asked in her soft voice.
"You.. Ka you," asked Mr. Aksa nervously how Mrs Tiara who was ready to sleep instead sat in a wheelchair.
"Can you sit down?" continued Mr. Aksa diverted the conversation, expelling the worries of Bu Tiara hearing his conversation.
Bu Tiara then gave her a genuine smile.
"Sit Mas. Mah, don't be so nervous. I'm fine! You guys happy I can sit?" bu Tiara said softly and very wisely.
Mr. Aksa and Ms. Early can't say anything. If Bu Tiara had heard of it, Mr. Aksa felt himself hurting his wife.
"When did you get up and sit here?" ask Mr. Aksa again.
"Why? Why do you ask that? Since when is it not important. What matters is that I can sit. You don't have to be so nervous, honey? Dont worry's! Hmmmm... I am okay!" said Bu Tiara still with a genuine smile calms Mr. Aksa.
Truly Bu Tiara did have a very kind and strong heart.
Mr. Aksa and Ms. Dini are increasingly speechless, so inevitably, Mrs Tiara opens it again.
"Sit down" pinta Bu Tiara.
Mr. Aksa pushed Bu Tiara's chair and they sat face to face, Mr. Aksa and Ms. Dini on the sofa. Then Bu Tiara clasped her husband's hand.
"Tiara or someone else? Even Mamah? Mas Aksa and Princess, everything in this world will indeed die right?" asked Bu Tiara again gently and very calmly.
"What are you talking about?" replied Mr. Aksa still does not want to discuss death.
"Tiara has heard it all. And Tiara had known it before. Tiara also knew that day would definitely come. Believe this. Everything will be okay Mas, Mah. Everything will go as it should, there is nothing to worry about" said Bu Tiara again with a very calm, sick self, even himself who gives spirit. The eyes are glazed even Mr. Aksa.
"I'm ready for everything. You're also. Sooner or later, now or later, time will surely come. The ones coming will go,"
"As the Princess said, I feel like a man dear to God, Mas. Really am. You guys aren't envious, are you? Even God told me when I came home so I could prepare everything. Not everyone is like me, right? Thank you, you have made my life so beautiful," said Bu Tiara again now began to stammer.
"Ssssssttt," Mr. Aksa could not hear it anymore and stopped Bu Tiara's talk. Lord Aksa immediately hugged him.
Ms. Dini really could not say anything, her mouth was suffocating and could only shed her tears. Ms. Dini admitted that both when healthy and sick, Bu Tiara is indeed a quality woman.
"Please don't say anything! I know you're strong. You must have survived, darling!" said Mr. Aksa while sobbing.
Bu Tiara was silent as she stroked the burly shoulder that was holding her. Bu Tiara let Mr. Aksa vent his sorrow. After a long time and Lord Aksa released his wound Bu Tiara smiled again.
"Destiny will never go wrong. God loves us the time to be used well and as well as possible right? We've tried our best, haven't we? Don't be sad and sorry. Life will go on. We Have a Princess. Okay?"
"I know, but you don't have to say this!"
"Need to!"
"I believe there is a miracle,"
"The time that has passed will not come back. You don't want to waste it all?"
"What do you mean?"
"In the rest of my time, will you grant my request?" bu Tiara said slowly.
Mr. Aksa fell silent then glanced at Ms. Dini.
"Say Son. If Mamah can, mamah will help you test!"
"Say, Honey!" added Mr. Aksa again.