
The flashback
Decades ago
"Where are you going?"
A beautiful woman who was two years above the age of Wita was flirting here and there. Then he approached Wita and whispered something.
"Mom's going to the midwife, Wit."
The woman named Kinasih nodded.
"Bak's sick?"
With a smile, he nodded.
"Bak is two weeks late. I don't know, premonition mbak mbak already started filling. Doain mbak ya, Wit!" Smile on the lips Kinasih, but inversely proportional to the lips Wita tightened. Even his chest had gone up and down. "But you are silent-d...