After the Rain

Pregnant

Daniar was unable to answer her husband's words. For a moment, only silence occurred between them. For Daniar himself, visiting his mother-in-law's house without a husband, really it's not a good idea.

"Bun, how are you quiet?" asked Yandri who immediately scattered the Daniar reverie.

"Sorry, Dad. My mom still has a lot of work at school. Later, we look at Bibah's sister at mother's house, after Dad came home. Not pa-pa, is it?" reject delicate Daniar.

I heard a heavy breath on the other end of the phone. Daniar could feel if the breath was Yandri's disappointment with him. However, Daniar also cannot deny. There was still something in her heart as she recalled the mother-in-law's treatment of her.

"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, Mother hang up the phone, Dad. Tomorrow Mommy has a schedule at another school. Mother does not want bad luck," continued Daniar.

"Eh, yes Bun. Just close. Good night, Honey. What a beautiful dream. Assalamu'alaikum!" yandri concluded his talk.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Daniar.

After the connection was disconnected, Daniar saved his phone back on the nightstand. He leaned his back against the bed. Daniar raised his face while closing his eyes. I want Daniar to throw all the pain in his heart. Repairing his relationship with his mother-in-law. However, every time you visit the mother-in-law's house, always incised a wound. Until the pain is even more piled up.

The movement of the Star beside him, made Daniar aware of the daydream. Sorry, Dad. For now, Mother is not ready if you have to get hurt again.

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The residence of Miss Maryam.

"You want to eat, Colored?" haggling Miss Maryam to her son.

Khodijah. A moment later, Miss Maryam went to the kitchen to get some food. A few minutes passed, Miss Maryam returned to the room with a plate of rice, complete with side dishes given by the sister last afternoon.

"Har... Bahar...!" call Miss Maryam to her daughter-in-law.

Bahar who was chatting with Habibah, suddenly woke up when he heard his name called. His forehead frowned while looking at his wife.

"What did you call Akang, Bah?" ask Bahar to his wife.

"Ih, where does Bibah know. Already, hunt meet first. Endar to the scourge," Habibah ordered to her husband.

Bahar gets out of bed. He slightly fixed the sheath until he finally went out of the room to see his in-laws.

"Huh, it's been a while!" mother Maryam grumbled as soon as she saw her daughter-in-law entering the room.

Jesus, patience Bahar. Let's just say the grunts of your mother-in-law are just the wind then, Bahar's mind treats itself.

"Why just shut up? Let's help your sister-in-law sit down!" tell Miss Maryam to her husband.

Bahar surprised. Oh my God, how could I touch a woman who is not my wife, his mind while looking at Khodijah.

"Aish, even dumb again. Quickly lift!" This time Miss Maryam gave the order in a high enough tone.

"Well, ma'am," Bahar replied as she began to help her sister-in-law sit down.

Uh, heavy too, Bahar's inner being unable to support Khodijah's body with both hands.

Five minutes passed. With great difficulty, Khodijah was finally able to sit down as well. Bahar bamit out after completing his task.

Arrive in the room.

"Why did you say, Kang?" ask Habibah.

"That, help your sister wake up. Looks like I'm going to nyuapin Khodijah. That's why he asked Akang to help your brother sit down" replied Bahar.

"Oh" said Habibah.

"Your mother is why, so complicated. It's good your sister lives with her husband. Uh, asked to go home. Still mending ngerepotin others. Huh, I really don't understand. Pan's mother also has a husband to serve, uh take care of her son who is clearly not her responsibility anymore. This is mah, just make Aji's bad foot-barges in his own house," Bahar cerocos.

"You know, mother ... make everyone bother," said Habibah snorting annoyedly.

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"Humph! Uh.. hoeeek... hoeek...."

The turbulent taste also makes Daniar vomit great. His whole body felt weak. Both knees of Daniar as if unable to support his body anymore. Daniar collapsed in the bathroom.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Niar! Niar! You why?" ms. Salma asked while knocking on the bathroom door.

"I-mom .. pe-rut Niar sa-sick," said Lirih Daniar from the bathroom.

Ms. Salma looks worried. "Let's open the door, Ni. Let Mom in!"

"Shortly, Mom. Ka-ki Niar is so limp. Ni-niar can't stand up," Daniar answered almost inaudibly.

"Astaghfiullah! Wait a minute, I woke up Danisa first. You ... get out of there!" Back, Miss Salma gave the order.

Ms. Salma went to her youngest daughter's room. He knocked loudly on Danisa's bedroom door. It's common knowledge that Danisa is very difficult to wake up.

"Nisa! Open the door, son. Please your sister. He's locked in the bathroom!" shouted Miss Salma.

However, only a snoring was heard from Danisa's room. Ms. Salma grumbled in annoyance.

"Ish, the kid. It is never reliable!" mummified Bu Salma.

Dug-dug-dug!

"Nisa, let's open the door, son! That's your brother stuck in the bathroom. We have to help him!"

Ms. Salma shouted back. He was already very panicked, afraid that something might happen to his eldest daughter.

After banging on the door of Danisa's room, the door finally opened. Danisa came out, rubbing her eyes.

"What the hell is it, Mom? Nisa, I told you that Nisa is an STD again, so I don't have to wake up Nisa. Still sleepy, nih," lamented Danisa who thought if her mother woke her up for dawn prayers.

"Ih, it's horrifying Mom first. I woke you up not to ask you to pray at dawn, but to break down the bathroom door. Your sister was trapped in the bathroom" Ms. Salma said.

"Well! How can?" peekot Danisa's.

"Want it, let's hunt!"

Ms. Salma pulled Danisa's hand and took her to the bathroom. However, upon arriving at the bathroom, they were taken aback by Daniar who was already standing in the doorway of the bathroom with a deathly pale face.

"God! What's the matter, brother?" ask Danisa.

Slowly, Daniar set foot towards the dining table. His weak hands pulled up the chair and sat down. He looked at my mother and sister who were already standing in front of Daniar.

"Not to know, Dek. Stomach Sister is really nauseous. It felt like vomiting, but only clear liquid came out. Ish, it feels so bitter," Daniar said, shuddering to imagine the incident in the bathroom earlier.

"Don't, slob you brother!" exciting Danisa.

Daniar just smiled thinly. He's feeling tired. His strength was drained from vomiting.

"Don't you get pregnant, son!" screech restrained Miss Salma.

Daniar and Danisa can only look at each other to hear the words of his mother.

"really?"