(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

Want grandchildren

"Monica what are you doing?! Can't you just not be so rude!?" snapped Bram at Monica who knew her own rude act to me.

"What the hell mas, I just nudged it slowly. He alone wants to attract the same attention mas" replied Mbak Monica with an upset tone because he was yelled the same mas Bram.

I cleaned my scratch with running water, and went straight to the room to treat my wounds.

I don't know what's on my mind, I don't see Bram and care if Bram and Monica are in a mess because I'm hurt.

"Din, how you hurt, don't you papa?" Ask Bram who saw me coming out of the room

"No papa kok mas, uda don't be angry mbak Monica again. The wound is also not much, just a scratch" I replied to explain to Mas Bram, as I continued walking towards the kitchen.

"Thank God, have you treated the wound correctly?" suddenly Bram took my hand.

"Sorry mas don't do this later there was mbak Monica" Instantly I brushed it off for fear of being caught with Monica.

I saw a stupefied look on Bram's face, and I began to realize that I was speaking wrongly. And because I realized my mistake, I immediately left Bram frozen in place.

"Assalamu'alaikum" the voice of greeting from outside and it turned out that it was my in-laws who had come home from a visit to his brother's house.

"Alhamdulillah, mom and dad have come home. I so do not need to explain the same mas Bram over my sentence earlier" my mind while stepping outside the house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" I answered from inside the house as I opened the door for my in-laws

"Ma, where's papa? How come mama came home alone." asked me who did not find my father-in-law

"There are in front of the neighbors' grandchildren again disturbing" said my mother-in-law while pointing towards the father who was fun playing with small children.

It didn't feel like it was night and we were all gathered in the middle room watching TV.

I baranjak to the kitchen to make a snack, must be good to eat rame-rame while gathering family, what else is the atmosphere of rain.

"You're Bram, you can't give a grandchild to mama" in an upset voice

I just returned from the kitchen could not respond to my mother-in-law's request, because I could not possibly give her a grandchild. So I can only be on the 'em listening to their chatter.

"Ma, Bram is also trying. But everything depends on the same power ma" replied mas Bram to his mother

"You are Bram, at least you can give your grandchild, but you want your grandchild and your sister, not that woman" my mother-in-law replied

I don't know why I feel a little annoyed at my mother-in-law's request. I don't know why, but there's a sense of unwillingness in my heart that I'm pregnant with my husband's child who has to touch me because of his parents' wishes.

"Bram where's Monica? From earlier papa kok did not see him" asked my father-in-law to mas Bram. And I just realized that Monika doesn't exist.

"He works Pa, because it was suddenly in the same telpolon manager if he was offered to appear on a show fesend show a boutique that just wanted to be launched" replied mas Bram

I heard that I felt like it was my boutique, but I didn't want to say it because Bram had never asked me and he just thought I was the cafe singer.

"Yes, what Dinda said was true is also the si, but mama only wants a grandchild born by Dinda, if papa how Pa?" my mother-in-law said, Melting

"Yes. Papa agrees with mom, but also agrees with Dinda. Whoever gave him a grandson is Bram's son. But if his mother is a good person eating a born child will also be good" replied my father-in-law and answered with a nod by my mother-in-law.

"Have gone to eat his snacks still warm" as I do not want to hear the discussion about grandchildren anymore

I saw a worried look on Bram's face, but I'm sorry I wouldn't want to if I had to do something that would be forced, because for me enough of this marriage has happened because of the forced arranged marriage that has been determined. I don't want any more coercion.

That morning I want to return my usual wrinkle, to boutiques, cafes and restaurants because I uda disappeared for 3 days to comply with the desire of in-laws to stay at his house.

"Dinda, Bram you guys are married for almost 3 years Mama asked that you always get along well and quickly get momongan, because mama already really wants to pet a grandchild. Din, mama asked you not to be burdened with this mama's wishes?" my mother-in-law said at length after breakfast.

"Why did you ask for a grandchild? Because she seems barren, because she has been married until now but she is not pregnant" said Monica from outside the house

My mother-in-law looked annoyed, but I immediately held onto her bliau hand and took a turn to calm her down. If my father-in-law has left for work so do not know the incident this morning.

I didn't respond to Monica's words and just smiled at her. While Mas Bram was looking at me with a confused look, maybe he was confused by my reaction.

"Well ma, Dinda wants to go to the cafe first, and thank you mom for taking good care of Dinda while Dinda is here. Later if there is a time Dinda will stop by again here" I said goodbye, I kissed the back of my mother-in-law's hand and also my husband Bram mas

After arriving at the cafe I went straight into the room mas Dido, to show the results of my design that I want to show on the show 2 months more.

After Dido gave me some input, I fixed it right away. Because mas Dido actually really understand Vesen so I often ask him, because of the work mas Dido jam so manager cafeku he is a top model guy.

"Mas Dido will come to Dinda mas Dido boutique show?" I said while blandly to her

"May, but later the same famous model that Dinda knows yes, mas want to find a wife" he said while menoel my nose.

We laughed together, and all day I spent with mas Dido at the cafe, starting from the work of designing clothes for my boutique and also small talk, as well as discussion about the development of this cafe.