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Iandang azan isya' started to echo. Bram looked down at the second floor, his wife why didn't he show up? He rushed up the stairs, seeing that Niken was still busy with his paper and pencil.

"Aren't you going to the mosque?" ask Bram.

Niken. He shook his head slowly, "My body is tired, my back hurts," lamented Niken.

Bram approached, his emotions ignited. He took the papers in front of Niken and arranged them, as well as other writing utensils. Niken tried to reject him. "Eh, this is almost done, Mas," he said.

Bram got closer to Niken, he swiftly lifted Niken's body, held her ala bridal style and laid his wife's body on a springbed mattress.

"Just look if until Mas comes back later you still hold the papers again. You think Mas can't afford your life what? To the point that work knows no time. Remember Niken, you are pregnant young, do not let something happen that we do not want because of your carelessness!" cecar Bram looked at Niken's eyes.

Niken was silent at Bram's words. Bram was right, he had forgotten about his pregnancy just for the sake of the target to meet customer demand that must be completed before the Eid al-Fitr holiday arrives. Niken today has been working from the end of dawn, only taking a break during prayer time.

"I'm sorry Niken, Mas" he said, realizing his mistake.

Bram nodded, "You can get up if you want to pray" he said.

Bram left Niken. Niken only looked at her husband's back until he was lost behind the door.

"I'm sorry Mama yes, Dek," said Niken while stroking his stomach which began to contain because it had entered the fourth month.

During the minutes Niken tried to rest his body, until his phone rang again. The name Aghni was plastered there.

"Yes, Aghni," said Niken.

"Sir Niken, Aghni is already in front of Sister's boutique. How is the shop still closed?"

"Wait a minute, the shop will open at 20:00" Niken replied.

"Yes Brother, Aghni wait," said Aghni. Niken immediately hung up his phone. Taking the spare key to open the front door, because the key must have been brought Ririn to the mosque.

Slowly he went down to the bottom. Niken opened the door, it turned out that Aghni was not alone, he brought his troops.

"Sir Niken," called Aghni slammed into Niken's arms, "oh yeah, my friends can come in, right, sister?" tanyanya after breaking her embrace.

"May, be happy if you want to help," replied Niken with a mischievous smile.

"That's it, big brother," Grandpa Aghni.

"Hahaha, you're just kidding. Let's deck in," argued Niken.

"Oh yes, this is my brother's order," said Aghni while handing over the bag of crackles in which the food box was arranged.

Niken received the bag of crackles, "You haven't eaten this yet, have you?" tanyakanya.

"No, Brother. But we were already full of other food" replied Aghni.

"Come, let's go to the living room" asked Niken. Aghni and her friends followed behind.

Niken sat on the carpet, put the bag of crackles he carried on a small wooden table and opened the package.

"Let's accompany brother to eat, brother where can spend this much food," asked Niken.

Friends of Niken shy cat, "The food we bring we also eat ourselves sister," refused one of Niken's friends.

"It's okay, this is what you take most of it" Niken said. "Emm... yummy, this original is really nice," said Niken exaggerating what he ***** and feeling on his tongue so that Aghni's friends would drool.

"If not exhausted can be saved for tomorrow, brother. We're really full already" said another friend of Niken.

At eight o'clock Bram, Ririn and other boutique clerks had returned from the mosque.

"Well, there's something delicious, it's really fitting." Ririn grabbed a piece of banana cheese from Niken's presence. "Where is the drink, Ma'am? There are guests who are not given a drink" he asked with his mouth full.

"Oh yes, just take it yourself at the cash show yes sisters. That's all the drinks in the show cash is provided to visitors free of charge," replied Niken.

Niken took one unopened box of sus and stood up, "Sister to the top floor first yes, you guys just relax here," he said.

Niken climbed the stairs and stepped towards her room, opening the door slowly. It was seen her husband was on a springbed leaning against the wall with pillows arranged high as a backrest, busy with tablets in his hands.

"Wouldn't you like the banana?" ask Niken.

"No," Bram answered briefly.

"The truth doesn't? It's really good, you know," said Niken a little promotion.

"You're like another commercial" Bram said.

"Seriously, Mas. It's really good, try to taste it," said Niken again feed a piece of banana sus into Bram's mouth. Bram opened his mouth and bit him, starting to enjoy the banana cheese.

"Enak right?" ask Niken to make sure. Bram just nodded. "Again, aak" continued Niken again to feed her husband. Bram refused.

"Udah ah, Mas still full. Save it for us to run out of sports, "command Bram.

"Sports? It's still afternoon, Mas. There's still a lot of people downstairs," Niken's great-grandson.

"Why indeed? We will not commit sins, put it on the table first banana," Bram said could not be denied.

Niken obeyed Bram's orders, he shuffled to put the box containing the cheese banana on a table not far from him. Bram also placed his tablet on the same table. He inched closer to his wife and removed the veil that covered Niken's head and threw it recklessly. Bram cupped Niken's cheeks, began to kiss her forehead, left and right eyes and the lips of his wife.

"Your body is getting sexier, honey. Mas can not stand if close to you," said Bram with a passion that controls himself and his mind.

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Tania and Edos decided to return home, and waited for the birth of their son in their hometown. Poor Edos if you have to go back and forth between Batang-Jakarta. It is unlikely that he will continue to live in Jakarta while his work at his parents' factory awaits him.

Today Tania and Nadia plan to return home by renting a travel car, because the purpose of the trip to their village is in the same direction. Nadia and her parents will return to the shrimp town of Indramayu, while Tania and Edos will return to Pekalongan.

The car they were going to rent was parked in Mr. Ardiansyah's yard. To accelerate their return, since last night Nadia and her parents stayed at the house.

After finishing all the preparations, they came out and regrouped in the courtyard. The items they will carry are already included in the trunk and back of the car.

"You're not saying goodbye to Miss Nastiti, Nad?" ask Tania to Nadia.

"Here on the phone, I'm afraid Tiara will cry if I go to her house directly" replied Nadia.

Before entering the car, Tania approached the Goddess, hugging and kissing her cheek. "Tania pamit, Ma. Pray that Tania will be safe at home, and give birth to Mama's grandchildren smoothly and healthy," she said with a clear circle that she could not hold.

"Aamiin, always, honey. The best do'a is always for your kids. Take care of yourself and your future grandchildren are good," replied Dewi not less sad. "Let us know when we get there, son," he asked.

"Yes, Ma" said Tania. Now he switched to kissing the back of Mr. Ardi's hand, followed by Edos.

After everything was ready, the car moved to leave the Ardiansyah family residence. Mamak (father) Nadia sat in front beside the driver, in the middle seat occupied by Tania and Edos, while in the back seat sat Nadia and her mimic (mother).

*******

While at Nastiti's house. They still gather in the living room before parting back at their respective activities.

"Rasya, today Nadia is going home to her village, you didn't drive her?" asked Ms. Nastiti to her firstborn.

"She's got a morning teaching schedule, ma'am. And Rasya did he?" rebuttal Rasya.

"Who's she, Mom?" ask Mr. Baskoro.

"The victim of the stabbing, sir," replied Ms. Nastiti. "Tiara needs him as a replacement for her mother, Rasya. You better open your heart to take his heart. It's hard to find a woman who can love Tiara like Nadia" said Bu Nastiti.

"The money is far below Rasya, ma'am. He deserves a younger companion, who is unmarried and has children" Rasha said.

"You know what Nadia's condition is right now, Rasya?"

"I've seen the doctor who handled it, ma'am. The puncture wound caused damage to her right uterus, and her ovary had to be removed. His doctor said the possibility of Nadia to conceive and give birth to offspring is only 5%" said Rasya.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim, what a pity for the girl" cried Mr. Baskoro.

"What if no young man would accept it if he knew the girl's true condition? You already have a Tiara, if you're married to her, you don't really expect a child in your marriage."

"He's too young, Mom. He was not even 19 years old, while Rasya was 32 years old, widower again. Where does he want to be?" refute Rasya.

"You haven't tried to give up yet" said Ms. Nastiti.

"Later Rasya think, Mom. Rasya left first, Mom, sir. Afraid of being late," said Rasya then kissed the backs of his parents' hands in turn. Then leave the middle room.

Stay now Miss Nastiti, Pak Baskoro and Rayan who have been loyal listeners since.

"Rayan, have you decided where to take the S2?" ask Mr. Baskoro to his youngest son.

"Rayan is still waiting for a reply from Harvard, sir. If there does not pass the selection, yes forced Rayan want to follow the Aryan bang to Australia," replied Rayan.

"Wherever you are educated, you hope that it will be useful for the progress of our company" said Mr. Baskoro hopeful.

Rayan got up to leave.

"Where are you going?" ask Miss Nastiti.

"Rayan wants to take Prima to college, Mom. Mumpung Rayan has not yet left for abroad."

"Yes there, greetings from mother yes," exclaimed Ms. Nastiti.

"Ready, Boss!" sahut Rayan's.

"Father also wants to go to the office, Mom," said Mr. Baskoro.

"Yes, be careful on the road, sir."

"Yes, I take good care of the house too."

Ms. Nastiti escorted her husband to the yard. He grabbed the back of Mr. Baskoro's hand and kissed him. Mr. Baskoro got in the car.

"Don't speed around, take the car, Supri" exclaimed Ms. Nastiti to her husband's private driver, Suprianto.

"Okay, ma'am," replied Supri.

The car slowly left the courtyard and disappeared behind the gate.

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