A Friend from Malaysia

He's Coming

It has been 4 days since Mama Ratih's return to Indonesia, Yola still sulked at her parents and husband. He spoke less to anyone, including to Ilham.

And this afternoon he was on the phone with Abhimanyu, after more than a week he had quieted down more precisely ignoring the father.

"Yola, papa hope you can understand the situation. Papa never betrayed you and your mom. It happened long before papa got married to mama." Abhimanyu tried to explain while giving understanding to Yola on the phone.

"Certainly? If it's been a long time, should it be kept secret like Yola, Pa? Oh my goodness, Papa! Do you know Papa all this time I was hostile to Eva to her side? And stupidly I feel great myself too. Because I am Abhimanyu Gunawan's honorable son! How do I know that Papa has a scandal this big? God, I don't know what else to do, Pa! Now I want to ask. Eva knows about this?" ask Yola with a cornered intonation.

There was a sigh of Abhimanyu across there, a sign of Yola's question was true.

"Isn't that right?" yola Guided. "It's fine as long as he always feels that I'm taking something from him. And ... about that name, Yolanda Gunawan, really that should be her name too?"

Yola was impatient. Ilham when trying to persuade him also had time to explain the conversation Eva on the phone with her boyfriend. Also Mama Ratih had explained the history of the name Yolanda Gunawan which had become a dispute between Mira and Ratih.

"Ehm, that problem is wrong not you or Eva. Grandpa wants to give the name Yolanda Gunawan to his granddaughter. Coincidentally at that time Mira's child was born a woman yes papa had the initiative to give the name to him, hoping grandfather would be devastated. But what the hell else? Until the end, grandfather did not agree with Mira, and grandfather insisted on giving the name of Yolanda Gunawan to you, son. The last solution, only to change the name Eva and Mira did not agree at first but finally she had no other choice. You see, Grandpa said he could give Yolanda to his son because it was a common name, but not Gunawan. If he persists, he and his son will not be recognized as part of the Gunawan family even though Mira is married to Om Septian. How should papa? You can't do anything, honey. In the end, Yolanda Gunawan's name is your owner. Or do you have another idea? Want to change the name?"

Yola grunting. He was also unlikely to exercise the option chosen by his father, Abhimanyu. Change names? It never seemed in his mind at all. Yolanda Gunawan's name has been attached to her since she was born. Stamped on his identity card, passport, visa, SIM, even in diploma to marriage book. And he just had to change his name because of Eva? It's not that easy as Marimar!"

"Papa apologizes for this news must have made you shocked and devastated ..."

"Clearly!" sela Yola fast.

He no longer even thought about respect for the old man.

"Well, you know what? Papa is selfish! When you make a mistake first, remember Papa how Papa railed Abang as if the brother was despicable? When Papa finds out Yola is pregnant, Papa immediately takes action separating Yola and brother. Saying brother jerk! Even manipulating the actual circumstances as if Abang ninggalin Yola when the real Papa that separated Yola and brother. And look now! It turned out that Papa's actions were more humiliating than brother's. At least he was responsible until the end for Yola, even though Papa vehemently opposed us reuniting. Look at yourself papa! Papa impregnates the Aunt Mira, how is the story of Papa to not be responsible? Even married Mama? Don't you think about the fate of his son? Did you ever think that one day your son from Aunt Mira could hate Yola half dead? Thank you for not harming Yola? Ouch Papa! Yola doesn't know what to say anymore. This was clearly completely different from what Yola had been proud of Papa. Papa who Yola thought was responsible turned out to be that cowardly!"

"Yola, we know Papa is wrong but that's not the way you're going to hurt Papa, either" this time Mama Ratih interrupts the oral war between Yolanda and Abhimanyu. Apparently from earlier Ratih was there, on Papa's side, providing moral support to her husband to persuade the daughter of their marriage alone.

"How should Yola go? Just quiet? Yes that is it! For what papa same mama phone Yola all? Ah ah, Yola just turn off the phone! It's also free to say, about Yola again being wronged when clearly here we know what's wrong is Papa. Come on, Yola's lazy to talk. Yola hang up Ma, Pa! Assalamualaikum!"

Then did not wait for an answer from Abhimanyu and Ratih Yola also closed the international call.

It seemed as if Ratih and Abhimanyu understood Yola's anger, so as not to force again the pregnant woman to lift the telepathy from the two of them. Yola was upset, of course. In addition to being disappointed and hurt in the Papa, maybe the influence of hormones also makes his emotions become unstable. Ratih and Abhimanyu understood that.

On the top floor of the N-one building that has been transformed into a semi-apartment, Yola throws her cell phone into a mattress. Plus threw his own body in that soft bed. His anger suddenly subsided as Yola felt something in her stomach move. The content has now entered the age of 6 months. Her fetus feels active when the mommy feels her emotions bubbling up like this.

"Aw!! Don't kick Mommy donk, honey! Your daddy's the one that's gotta be kicked! Udah know Mommy angry, not persuaded often brought what cake so Mommy not angry, boro-boro so, that there is even he often go now. That's not a callous person, is it?" yola grumbled while stroking her stomach that had begun to distend and could not be covered again.

"Mommy!"

A voice broke his daydream and Yola pretended to still be selling expensively to Ilhan who now raised her head behind the door.

"Let's guess what you brought ape surprise!" say Inspiration with a funny mimic.

Yola threw away her face trying not to be influenced by the persuasion of Ilham.

Finding his wife still cold to him, Ilham now went in and sat down beside Yola.

"Jom guess what you brought!"

Inspiration poked Yola's cheek with her index finger.

"Hhh what the hell ..."

"Guess up ..."

"Ah lazy!"

"Jooom .." persuaded Ilham not to give up.

"Iss, my brother. I'm so lazy I'm kidding like this. I don't need a little brother. Want martabak cake, want satay cake, pasembur cake! It won't make me mad.Abang kayak gini even make me upset!" he said exasperatedly as he folded his hands over his stomach.

"If I come I'm still upset?"

Another voice appeared from behind the door. It was accompanied by the face of someone who looked at him.

"Princess?" pekik Yola couldn't believe it.

"Hi bumil! Don't be so angry, why?"

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Jeng Jeng Jeng .. what will happen next? Princess comes guys ... Next is yes. wkwkw... Like and comment first do not forget beib ..