Unemployment Up Pelaminan
Chapter 69

If the relationship between parents is harmonious, it will bring the same energy to their children. Bhanu and Ane will always try to create a comfortable, friendly and warm atmosphere for her small family, especially for the two of them, love each other and take care of the heart.

Nai walked, his fat feet slowly stepped closer to the mother was holding the sister. Nai drops her plump butt on the carpet, pats Chana's legs smaller than hers, gets a sudden treatment from the older sister making Chana scowl in shock.

“It's okay, adek, mbak Nai dear adek it, right mbak?” Ane grabbed Nai's hand to stroke Chana's leg and then said again, “maaf yah adek, mbak make adek shocked,” he represents Nai imitate the voice of a child.

Because Nai and Chana's relationship is better than before, Nai begins to accept and no longer refuses to be near Chana. Nai pulled his hand from Ane's grasp. The eldest daughter of Ane and Bhanu stood up and walked around limping to pick up her toys.

“Ka..ka...in,” Nai pulled her teddy bear hand and ear and wiggled the doll up and down.

Bhanu had just come down from the room, the man's appearance looked fresh and handsome. The father of two children approached his wife and son. One friendly kiss was given right on the forehead Ane did not forget the little Chana—bayi little as if to understand the presence of the father seemed to smile looking at Bhanu's face, a tiny fist belonging to Chana floating in the air. Bhanu gagged grabbing Chana's body.

“Beautiful papa, MasyaAllah, very fragrant anyway,” Bhanu inhale the typical fragrance of babies from the body Chana.

The brother—Nai—heard his papa voice suddenly turned his head and threw his doll walking towards Bhanu. Upon arrival, Nai pulls Chana's feet in jealousy. Nai whining wants to be carried.

“Mbak Nai, adek so sick if pulled by his leg son. Fine well, dielus gini adeknya,” Bhanu grabbed Nai's hand doing the same thing as what Ane did earlier. Nai blabbed indistinctly as if protesting.

Slowly grabbing Nai to sit on her right thigh while on the left there is Chana.

“Ca..ca...Ai!” nai's eyes turned to Chana as if she was nagging her sister even though Chana turned her head in the other direction.

“Ai? Ma'am Nai?” tanya Ane make sure if the word ‘Ai’ in question is Nai himself, a nod was given Nai, not until there, Ane again asked, “Ca, adek Chana?” Nai nodded again.

A wide smile is carved by Ane, Nai's vocabulary increases although not yet perfect in the mention of at least Nai begins to mention his own name and Chana.

“Papa, his papa mbak Nai and adek Chana,” Ane shifted and sat right in front of her husband and child.

Nai shook his head repeatedly as without protest, “pa.pa...Ai!”

Bhanu just understood what the child meant, he laughed softly and immediately straightened the speech of the child.

“Eh unfortunately papa, papa son there are two, mbak Nai equally adek Chana, so this papa has you, papa also dear mbak Nai and adek Chana, very dear,”

Ane moves her hands alternately pointing at Bhanu, Nai and Chana, “papa, her papa mbak Nai and adek Chana,”. Nai's round eyes follow every hand and lip movement of the mother while Chana is busy staring at the face of Ane, “mama, her mother mbak Nai and adek Chana, respectively, mama and papa dear mbak Nai and adek Chana,” he continued. Chana seems to smile broadly thinking that Ane is inviting her to play.

“Adek smile? MashaAllah is beautiful, just like mbak Nai is beautiful,” Ane noticed Chana's smile.

Ratna and bi Popon had just come from the market, the two middle-aged women were smiling at the interaction of the small family of Bhanu and Ane. Before approaching his son and grandson, Ratna to the kitchen first save groceries. Ratna told bi Popon to bring out the ingredients for lunch later. Ratna took the bowl, poured the marrow porridge she bought at the porridge market for the grandson—Nai.

“Mbak Nai, Uti bring marrow porridge,” Ratna put on a big smile holding the bowl.

“Ti, mom!” Nai descended from the father's lap, crawling quickly towards the grandmother. Nai a clever child and not fussy about food is precisely the child likes to eat so without bother to persuade him to eat.

“Nah, here sits a sweet,” Ratna patted the carpet so that Nai sat in front of her who was obeyed by the grandson.

“Mam!” exclaim Nai with a loud tone.

“Proposy pretty boy, son Sholehah,” hand Ane stuck out reaching Nai's head while stroking it slowly.

“Read the prayer first, Nduk. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim,” Ratna said a meal prayer before feeding Nai who was greeted by a baby over a year old.

“Enak?” ask Ane.

Nai flaunting his white teeth, smiling widely, “hum, son! Ti! Mam!” her tiny hand grabbed the spoon in Ratna's hand.

“Iya, let's eat again,” Ratna chuckles softly back to feed the grandson.

Bhanu recalled that if he had to go to the hospital immediately because of the important matters of the meeting with the hospital leadership, the man handed Chana to Ane and then went to the room to change clothes.

Citra lowered her legs first from inside the taxi, she slowly came out her eyes fixedly looking at Bhanu's house, supplying as much oxygen as possible, controlling herself to calm down, and to keep her head down, this is the first time he visited Bhanu's house during a courtship first, at his own desire the whole Bhanu family also does not know who the figure of Citra, they are very beautiful and neat in hiding relationships. The family only knows the figure of one woman was also former Bhanu when High School since then no one knows if almost nine years Bhanu established love with Citra.

The image wants all that, he does not want if people know the relationship is not without cause, he said, Citra felt that not the right time at that time let alone the condition of her family was shattered into a spearhead of her experiencing insecure, she said, fear of rejection from the Bhanu family especially at that time Citra was not ready to step into the marriage stage. Often Bhanu invites Citra street or ngedate, no one knows at all, Lingga whose incident is in the city with the sister does not know knowing.

Long silent on the spot, Citra stepped her foot into Bhanu's house. In his hand was a piece of cake that he had brought. This meeting was indeed, on the desire of Ane to discuss what plans they will do about the chat at the cafe the other day. The steps of Citra stopped when it had stepped on the front floor tiles door that opened half.

The image was about to knock on the door and say hello stopped when there was a figure Nia walking just using diapers.

“Na..na...na!”

The image advanced a bit of his body in order to see the situation inside the house. Nai's body almost fell but fortunately Citra immediately grabbed the tiny body. Nai took a look at the foreign face clutching his body, and there was a strange and amused feeling when feeling Citra's distended stomach. Nai's hand touched Citra's stomach and patted her gently in shock.

“Ca..ca! Ca...ca!” nai's lips chattered indistinctly and were not understood by Citra.

Meanwhile, Ane, just came out of the bathroom on the lower floor immediately widened her eyes not finding Nai in the middle room. The woman starts to panic and looks towards the kitchen but does not find Nai, Ratna and bi Popon following along in a panic. They compactly searched and stepped towards the door of the house scared if Nai walked out. Their eyes squinted at Nai with a beautiful woman at the door.

”Mbak Citra,” murmured Ane while stepping forward. “Yes God son, mama cariin too,” he continued crouching grabbed Nai.

Nai laughs and claps, “ma..ma...ca...tu!” show it on a distended stomach Citra.

“Hah? Adek Chana kan bobo in the room dear. Oh, mama knows, she means mbak in Auntie's stomach there's a baby?”

“Dek, yi ma!”

“Iya, baby grandpa well, later mbak Nai have new friends deh, same like adek Chana. Uh let's go in,” Ane invites Citra to go inside.

Ane told Citra to sit on the sofa in the living room, while he was about to continue his duties wearing clothes Nai was afraid that his son would catch a cold and put Nai to sleep considering that it was nap time for his son.

The image circled his gaze around the corner of the house, several photo figures plastered on the wall, wedding photos of Bhanu and Ane. In his heart Citra felt envious to see how the affection he saw from the photos. Footsteps and sounds startled Image.

“Please drink son,” Ratna put a glass containing tea on the table.

The image rose from the sofa, in his head he could already guess if the middle-aged woman in front of him was Bhanu's in-law, because there was a resemblance from the face in front of him to Ane's figure.

“Still Aunty,”

“Ah, yes equally, sit again son while drinking tea while still warm,” Ratna also sat beside Citra.

Ratna's old face watched Citra closely and her eyes stopped on Citra's bow. I don't know why there was such a strong urge that it made him want to touch and stroke that belly.

“Sorry son, I ask permission for your stomach elus can you?”

The image blinked its eyes several times, startled yet as soon as its head nodded in agreement until a smile rose from Ratna's face.

“Thank you. Assalamualaikum, son, healthy in the stomach well, hopefully later when you are born can be a child Sholeh or Sholehah,”

The first elusan that Citra felt from others, during this time only her who touched and stroked her distended stomach considering that Citra so rarely interacted with people. There was a sense of warmth and comfort when Ratna stroked her stomach even the child inside the stomach kicked in response. Ratna looked so happy to feel a kick from inside Citra's stomach.

“Then, when Ane was still pregnant Chana, mother really likes to stroke her stomach, kayak opium for mother can not stop to stroke,” Ratna raised her gaze to look at the beautiful face of Citra, and, Ratna already knew about Citra from the story she heard from Ane. He empathizes with Citra. “Everyone has their own problems or trials, never feel if God is unfair to us, because in fact God is all-fair and all-loving. You are a strong woman so Allah SWT gives you a test, it may feel heavy but if we believe the problem faced is a form of love God to us it will feel lighter, still vigorous, but if we believe the problem is a form of love God to us it will feel lighter, give thanks and pray that soon be given the best way out of God,”

Ratna's hand stroked the back of Citra's back, her eyes staring at the bead of the eyes Image now turned into a sad, warm smile on the lips, as if giving moral support to Citra, as if giving moral support to Citra, strength and tranquility believe that Citra can get through every problem. The image itself felt its heart and soul feel peaceful and calm getting warm treatment from Ratna. Image suddenly melow, miss the touch, touch that has not been felt for a very long time.

“Thank you, bo—leh I hug Aunt?” glaring at the eyes of the image expectantly and implied a deep sadness, Ratna could feel that and understand the meaning of the gaze from Citra.

Without a word, Ratna immediately hugged Citra's body. He felt that if the body he was hugging shook, his heart moved gently stroking Citra's back.

“Cry if it can make you calm, I already know everything that happened to you, I'm sure you can pass it,”