
The air temperature around the villa on that morning was still so cold. This is evident from the smoke that comes out of the mouth when people are talking.
"Are you seriously still not going to come back to Jakarta?" rasha asked Nadia some time ago when she had to return to Jakarta for work that could not be replaced or postponed. Rasya felt worried about leaving his wife alone in the villa only accompanied by Bi Titin and Mang Dudung. The whole family had returned to their homes the next day after the wedding of Nadhif and Aghni.
"Be serious, Mas. Is it okay Mas Rasya alone to Jakarta? Dare right?" goda Nadia makes Rasya surly.
"The gas worries you, honey. Mas can't leave you pregnant, but also can't leave work" Rasya tweeted.
"Don't worry too much, Mum. There will be Mang Dudung and Bi Titin, Nindya will also ask Nanad to stay here for nemenin. Kang Nadhif and Ma'am Aghni also stay here sometimes." Nadia was still trying to smile when she let go of her husband.
After the drama, Rasya left too. It happened a few months ago. The man also had to go back and forth Jakarta-Bandung to see the development of his wife's pregnancy.
One semester has passed Nadia with lectures via online. Now it was time for her to come to campus to propose a thesis proposal, but she deliberately did not inform her husband if he came to Jakarta.
Nadia hitchhiked in her brother's car - Nadhif who happened to have a job at the head office. Aghni also took part in returning to her parents' home in Jakarta. Nadhif dropped his younger sister in his campus courtyard at about eleven p.m.
Nadia walked down the campus corridor to the administrative staff room. The pregnant woman entered the room, but not Rasya's classroom or work space. The woman covered her pregnancy in all-black clothes with loose pieces and wearing a veil.
"Sorry, Deck. Who are you going to find out who didn't knock on the door first?" ask someone in the room.
Nadia sat on the sofa and said, "Sorry, Mom. I would like to meet Ifada. Is this still the room?" sahut Nadia while removing her niqob rope.
"You?" screech Ifada while pointing his index finger. However, Nadia only showed her smile.
"Where's Nahdiana? Mr. Rasya's wife, hey?" screeches Ifada. The woman approached to sit on the same sofa as Nadia and immediately embraced her.
"Sir Ifada how are you?" nadia asked still with her sweet smile.
"Alhamdulillah healthy. You alone? How many months has it been?" ask Ifada while stroking Nadia's stomach.
"In the seventh month, Ma'am."
"Well, it's about to launch dong huh," said Ifada.
"Em, Ma'am I want to submit a thesis proposal, but I don't know who my guidance counselor is," Nadia began to reveal her purpose in coming to Aghni's room.
"Couldn't you? Who is your guardian lecturer? Why don't you ask Rasya?" ifada cecar.
"I went back to Jakarta just did not tell Mr. Rasya, want to make a surprise," said Nadia with a laugh.
"Ask your guardian lecturer. Wh who? Mr Irsyad huh?" ask Ifada again.
"Yes, Mr. Irsyad," said Nadia.
"Awhile, Ma'am find the data," said Ifada as he rose from his seat again sitting in his chair.
The woman dressed in Muslim work then held the mouse, moving the cursor on a computer screen that had been still on. Nadia waited for him by paying attention to the activities carried out by Ifada by playing his cellphone.
"Well, meet this, Nad," said Ifada appeared to press the enter button on his computer keyboard.
"Who, Ma'am?" nadia asked, distracting her from the screen of her phone
"Here see for yourself" asked Ifada.
Nadia got up and approached. "Supervisor Rasya Abdillah, Instructor of two Mona Salsabila," he said. "Where is Mona, Ma'am?" tanyanya.
"Don't Miss Mona teach in Management, too?" Ifada asked back.
"Yes, but Nanad hasn't met the same person yet. One semester ago Nanad went to college online" said Nadia.
"Oo, bentar Mbak find biodata Bu Mona. He is a new lecturer, just graduated S3 is still single again. Reportedly he has since school often took acceleration classes. Maybe his age is also the same age as you," said Ifada.
Suddenly Nadia's face turned grim. There was envy in his heart hearing the story of a girl his age already pocketing the title of S3. While himself to get the S1 title just faltered. One more thing that makes Nadia worried, she was afraid that her husband would fall in love with the girl of her guidance counselor.
"You why? Is your face so pale?" ask Ifada worried.
Nadia suddenly woke up from her daydream. "Eh, it's okay, Ma'am. Maybe because it's time to eat, the stomach asks to be filled," he said.
"Yes, it's time for a break. Let's just go to the cafeteria," asked Ifada. "Eh, but you've got to go under, Nad. Let's surprise him if he finds out his wife's coming. Here Ma'am Ifa make over again your face, if only wearing a veil kayak earlier Mr. Rasya can recognize your eyes full of longing for him," he said.
Ifada sat back on the sofa next to Nadia with her cosmetic pouch. They are now sitting facing. TU employees of the financial administration are now starting to doodle Nadia's face, especially the eyes. Ifada added false anti-storm eyelashes on both sides of Nadia's eyelashes and lastly he added a black round dot on the forehead between Nadia's eyes. Nadia simply complies with what Ifada did to her.
"Done, now put on your veil," asked Ifada. Nadia wears her veil. "It's not like Nadia, if you don't recognize your posture, Mr. Rasya will not recognize you, Nad," he added.
Nadia stood over to the large mirror in the room. He looks at his own appearance now. This is not him. "But Nanad has not prayed Dzuhur, Mbak," he said hesitantly.
"Sholatnya later after completion of guidance, at least until two noon," said Ifada.
"All right, let's get out. Poor in the stomach," asked Nadia.
"Yuk," said Ifada as he stood up to the table, grabbed the bag and stepped into the fingers of Nadia who had first arrived at the doorway.
They came out of the room simultaneously. Tracing the campus corridor through the terrace space by space. The view of the courtyard greeted with a gentle banging approaching them, hit the bodies of those who were not teenagers anymore. Because of the fun of chatting now they do not realize if they have reached the canteen.
"Want to eat meatballs or rice, Nad?" ask Ifada to the pregnant woman.
"Just go, Ma'am. I guess Asih's mom knows me, doesn't she?" terka Nadia's.
"We'll see, let's go in" asked Ifada.
They went into the cafeteria and looked for an empty seat. Nadia's sight suddenly caught someone she knew sitting on a bench in the corner of the cafeteria accompanied by a beautiful woman.
"Sir, look at that" whispered Nadia holding Ifada's arm. "Who is that beautiful girl?" tanyakanya.
Ifada followed Nadia's point of view. "Well, that's Miss Mona. He is your two mentors lecturer, Nad," said Ifada.
"Oi ... We don't have to go there, ma'am. We sit on that bench alone" Nadia's pinta pointed to a long bench not far from her.
"Well, let's sit on the bench" Ifada agreed to Nadia's request. They sat on the bench that Nadia had pointed to. "What do you want to eat rice? Let Mbak get it," he bargained.
"Nasi plus vegetable asem same omelet, do not forget to love sambal," said Nadia. "Oh yes, the lemon ice drink yes" he continued.
"Okay, don't go anywhere" said Ifada.
The woman left Nadia who was now looking at Rasya. Not long after Ifada returned with a tray containing 2 rice dishes followed by Asih behind him who brought drinks.
"He, you don't look at them constantly, your husband can be suspicious" whispered Ifada as he placed the tray he carried onto the table.
"Yes open a little when you want to bribe food or drink, do not need everything. That's just the hassle" cetus Ifada.
Nadia also obeyed the words of Ifada. He drank his lemon ice by opening the bottom of his veil slightly. "Mbak looks like they're watching us now" he said as he prepared rice in his mouth.
"Just let it go" said Ifada indifferently. "Eh, have you made a promise to Rasya if you want guidance today?" tanyakanya.
"Today," said Nadia.
"Whose name?" ask Ifada again.
"Daughter" said Nadia again. Ifada smiled in response to Nadia's reply.
*****
After finishing eating and paying for it, Nadia headed straight to Rasya's room. Ifada returned to his room. Nadia stood in front of the rector's room.
Tok tok tok tok
"Come in" came a cry from inside the room.
Nadia grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door forward as she walked in. "Excuse me, Sir. My Name is Princess. I was the one who sent the message for the guidance of the thesis," he said in a made-up voice.
Rasya seemed to be smiling withholding laughter. "Please sit!" abugn.
Nadia sat down and immediately opened her bag to take the proposal and put it on the table.
"Oo, just want to submit a title or proposal?" ask Rasya.
"Proposal, sir," said Nadia again with her slogan. Ora ngapak ora.
Rasya again held back a laugh, then grabbed the proposal put forward by the woman before him. He began to open the book. "What proposal is this?" said mock. "The title is far-fetched, the systematic writing is also still random" he continued.
Rasya put the book back on the table in an open state. "Where is your thesis writing guidebook? Open the writing system!" section!" yells.
"What book, sir? I don't have one yet" said Nadia. He who panicked at once forgot his disguise and answered Rasya with a normal voice typical of Nadia.
"How are you? Want to make a thesis without a guidebook? Ask the same TU officer! And this improves the title and writing again," said Rasya with a slightly up tone.
"Good, Sir. Thank you, excuse me," said Nadia slightly held back emotions for her husband's treatment.
Nadia grabbed her proposal and got up and left the room.
"Wait!" exciting Rasya.
Nadia stopped before she could hold the doorknob.
Rasya got up from the chair and chased after Nadia. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.
"You go to TU, sir."
"You think I don't recognize my own wife, huh?" sergeant.
Rasya pulled Nadia's back so that the pregnant woman was now facing her. He pulled the rope behind Nadia's head, when the veil worn by Nadia came off, the face of the woman who was grinning the horse because her cover was exposed.
"Sit here!" Rasya embraces Nadia, taking her to sit on the sofa.
"The bad face" said Nadia, hitting her husband's arm.
"You are also evil here, do not tell me. Who's here?" Rasya asked.
"Ikut kang Nadhif happened to have a job at the headquarters he said. Then did you know Nanad was in the cafeteria?" ask Nadia.
"Your body language even though you cover wearing a loose shirt oversized kayak gini, Mas it's already puffed up, dear."
Nadia hugged Rasya's body, smell the fragrance of her husband's body that has become opium. "Kangen," he said.
"Mas's kangen too, honey." Rasya cupped Nadia's cheeks to face her. The man then menci*mi the top of the head and face of the woman greedily. Ci*man who was originally just normal to be a demanding ci*man and full ga*rah.
"Emmh, Mas, Nanad has not prayed Dzuhur," said Nadia as she rebelled to release her arms.
"Yes, let's pray together, we're out of the kangen congregation anyway hehehehe. Mas also did not pray," said Rasya unwillingly but still accompanied by oddity.
Nadia immediately went to the bathroom because she could not bear to urinate all ablution. Her growing pregnancy made her go to the toilet often to urinate.
*****
In the afternoon Rasya brought back to the Baskoro Family residence. This was the first time for Nadia after her return to Indramayu at that time, the next day after Purnomo and Windarti asked Rasya to marry Linda.
Rasya stopped his car in the front yard of the terrace so that his wife did not walk too far into the house. He took his car to the garage.
Nadia got out of the car and walked casually towards the door of the house. The pregnant woman stopped at the door and pressed the bell.
The door opened from the inside and out was Nina - the temporary housekeeper who was the only one in the family.
"Who is? Who do you want to meet, Mom?" ask Nina.
"Sir Nina, time doesn't recognize me anyway?" nadia Sahut asked.
"Who do you think I know?" Nina asked again trying to recognize Nadia.
Nina doesn't recognize Nadia yet. How not? The woman in front of him was now heavily pregnant and had almost doubled in weight and was dressed in an oversized robe and re-wearing her niqob. While Nadia used to prefer to wear baggy pants and long-sleeved shirts, the rectangular veil with the body is still thin slim as well as the ground finches.
"Heh, you've dared come here you!" This was not Nina's speech, but the speech of a woman who was also pregnant like Nadia. The woman stood with her waist behind Nina's body. Who her?
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