When Teacher Meets Pilot 2
Unpredictable Moments

As a man, Yundhi was once familiar with objects called motorcycles, since he was in junior high school Yundhi was even able to ride a motorcycle. He even joined a big motor club and toured various places. His experience with the bike is not in doubt. Falling from the motorbike, bumping into pedestrians, mopping mothers, holding a gas handlebar fitting up when going on his father's bonceng until the motorbike jumped uncontrollably and hit the wall was also once natural Yundhi. And Yundhi felt the experience was not very imprinted in him.

But at this time, what he was doing, riding a motorcycle while piggybacking on his pregnant wife, really made Yundhi's hands tremble small during the handling of the steering wheel of his motorbike. For the first time in his lifetime, Yundhi felt nervous mixed with anxiety and fear if what he did now had a bad effect on the content of Tiara later. His nervousness this time defeated his nervousness when he was first tasked with carrying a plane filled with passengers. Oh God, tremble me.

"Our Sundhi when will he arrive, you are not traveling this is his name."

Tiara protested loudly when Yundhi walked very slowly to the size of Tiara who was often speeding with a motorbike.

"O Allah Ra, this is already 40 km you know the speed, if you are not pregnant I can actually get up to 100 km, already do not protest!"

If Yundhi told Tiara that her hands were shaking, perhaps Tiara would mock her. So it's better to just make a diversion.

"It's an hour's drive could be two hours if it's gini." Tiara mumbled, Yundhi was silent, staying focused with the path in front of her.

Tiara scowled in annoyance. In the past, when she drove back and forth on the streets, Tiara often saw mothers who were in her husband's bonnet using a motorbike, the road was faster than the speed of Yundhi now. They seemed to be enjoying, there was no fear or anxiety, either the husband or the wife. He wants it like that. Error, not her who wants to, but the baby. Remember the baby, not the Tiaranya. Intersection.

Several times Tiara heard the sound of a horn behind her. Tiara could tell why it was a sound she had to hear, which surely other bikers felt as if Yundhi was blocking their way because it was moving slowly. Tiara hesitated with Yundhi's reply saying his speed was 40 km/h. For that reason, Tiara threw a clumsy smile at the other bikers who honked her horn many times at them.

A while later, Yundhi stopped because a red light was on. Little did Yundhi breathe a sigh of relief Tiara rested from the vibration of the motor they were riding.

"This is the last one Ra!"

"Hm."

"I don't want to go out on the bike anymore."

"Hm."

"I'm really nervous about this, from then on I want to say that my hands geme__"

Yundhi stopped talking as she looked back at Tiara's pale-looking face. It was obvious because the helmet glass that Tiara was wearing was lifted up.

"Why you?" yundhi asked in panic.

"Me," Tiara squeezed hard on Yundhi's arm.

Yundhi felt his heart almost stop seeing the condition of his wife.

"By!"

"Don't-panik-me-free-cramp."

Yundhi's heart felt completely stopped. No panic? How-to?

They're in the middle of traffic density, lights are on red, they're on a motorbike and Tiara's stomach is cramping. How can Yundhi not panic?

After that Yundhi did not speak anymore, thinking hard what he should do next. He let Tiara squeeze his arm forcefully channeling the pain that Tiara felt.

"Later on the green light, to the edge," Tiara asked in her weakest voice.

Yundhi nodded in agreement. If he was in a more conducive place, maybe Yundhi would yell, peck, yell, or get angry at a red light that never turns green.

Exhale Yundhi do to reduce nervousness. Although the smell of smoke pollution roamed around him, Yundhi did not care, most importantly now he had to calm down. If the panic continues, it is likely that he will not be able to run his bike safely and stably.

"Prophey, we'll be on our way soon. If you want to hug me nothing, if still sick_"

If the male was destined to be crybaby, Yundhi would actually cry when he heard Tiara's voice holding back a groan. Fortunately the light was green. The vehicle in front of him immediately moved, as did Yundhi. There was a little relief in his heart.

Patience, he was grateful in his heart Tiara trained him to cultivate the patient nature of the past few months. And that exercise he feels the benefit now. Facing the current situation, he really had to think with a cold head.

Patient

Quietest

Patience Yundhi!

***

Yundhi sidelined the bike in front of a minimarket. With great care, he took down the bike and immediately opened the helmet then faced Tiara and opened the helmet that Tiara was wearing. The more clearly visible by the cold sweat that flowed the face pias Tiara.

"Still sick?"

Tiara nodded, "A little."

"Breathe!" Yundhi directed Tiara to follow him, "Breathe!" Yundhi did what she said herself. Tiara who was still sitting rigidly on the motor was obediently following what Yundhi instructed.

Suddenly, Yundhi squatted on the ground to be lower than Tiara, leaving Tiara a little shocked. Yundhi then stroked Tiara's distended belly, making irregular movements there with a smile.

"Hi Baby, it's Papa. You don't be naughty just yet, pity Mama you make you uncomfortable. Naughty later at home, so papa can immediately look up, we play together." Yundhi spoke absurdly, making Tiara hold a smile in between her pain that was beginning to diminish. Yundhi patiently still stroked her stomach which was starting to improve.

"Udah yes nakalnya, so good boy, later Papa give you a gift, Papa and Opa Hans have bought you the airline where Papa works you know, later if you are already big you become a pilot as well as Papa, huh?!"

Tiara frowned in wonder, wondering for herself whether Yundhi said that.

"Is it better?" ask Yundhi while looking up.

Tiara nodded. Forgetting his desire to ask the airline's problems.

Yundhi's hands then turned on Tiara's feet and opened the flat shoes that Tiara was wearing. Yundhi placed Tiara's feet on her thighs. He painstakingly kneaded slowly the base of Tiara's feet from his heels to his fingers.

"My legs don't hurt, you know," Tiara's voice trembled. Haru's sense of attacking him saw what Yundhi was doing. Never had he imagined before that Yundhi would be willing to tirelessly take care of him like that where what they were experiencing now was thanks to the hardness of his head. At least in Tiara's shadow, Yundhi would scold her, yell or leave her alone in the middle of the road. But none of that happened and the opposite was true. Yundhi treated her very well and she admitted that Yundhi's little massage made her feel comfortable.

"Udah diem. Just accept!"

Finished with one leg, Yundhi moved on the next. Tiara's tears were completely flowing looking at Yundhi who was low for her.

Yundhi himself was amazed by what he did.Maybe his instincts as a husband and prospective father, making him think about the feet of Tiara who hung when in the bonceng was certainly making his wife's feet feel sore.

"I'm better, let's get up!"

"Related?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Yundhi put Tiara's shoes back on and immediately got up. Tiara got off the bike with the help of Yundhi's hand.

"We rest there." Yundhi moved his chin on the available seat in front of the minimarket, "i called Mang Jay let us bring the car, then we continue the journey and I don't want to be denied again."