Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #15

I slowly opened my eyes, my head still a little dizzy. Samar was seen Mas Dwi sitting next to me while playing a mobile phone and his next hand again holding my right hand. Near the bed we also saw Mama Meira and Papa who immediately moved when they realized I was awake.

"Pa, Alena, you know, Pa!" said Mama Meira while patting Papa's left hand.

"Honey, you finally realized too," said Mas Dwi.

"Mmm... Why me, Mas?" my many.

"You fainted, honey. Is anyone sick?"

I shook my head and asked, "I'm fine, Mom. What's up, huh? Why do you look happy again?"

"Honey, you will be a mother soon," said Mas Dwi happily.

"Mother? Meanin?" I still can't digest that sentence very well.

Mas Dwi rubbed my stomach gently. "There's our son here, honey," he said.

"Kids? I'm ha-pregnant?" I just can't believe it. Mas Dwi nodded with vigor.

"Congratulations my son, there will finally be a small baby who can enliven our home" said Mama Meira who was no less happy. Papa also smiled at me even though he didn't say anything.

"B-but, how do I know if I'm pregnant?" I'm still confused.

"So I called the doctor to check on you. We're all worried you suddenly passed out in the bathroom. But it turns out that you brought good news for all of us," explained Mas Dwi as he hugged me.

I'm so happy to hear that, too. I can't stand it, my tears just flow. What a great gift to my life this year. I'll have a son from Mas Dwi. We're gonna have a kid. I'm very happy.

In between the happiness we were feeling, I realized that before fainting, everything was having a serious conversation.

"Where is Julia?" my many.

"There's a front. Yes, you are now focused on our children! Others let me take care of it," replied Mas Dwi.

"Don't get to the stitches, honey! Your mind is very influential on the health of your fetus as well." Mama Meira added. I also nodded.

Soon, Mom and Dad came out of our room. Stay me both with Mas Dwi.

"I fainted how long, Mom?"

"Lumayan lama, almost three hours. Do you want to know the good news?" ask Mas Dwi.

"What is that, Mom?"

"Sister Julia is allowed to stay here again because Papa thinks someone should take care of you while I work."

Sounds like good news. But the reason why should I? The sign of Kak Julia has not really been accepted again in this house.

"But, Mom, does Sister Julia have any objections? Julia's sister, too, right, has a job."

"It seems he had no other choice. This was one of the conditions he had to meet in order to make up for the mistakes he had made."

"But that's not fair to Julia's sister, Mas."

"How else, it's Papa's decision. I'm having fun, I don't have to bother finding a nurse to trust."

I gently rubbed my stomach, finally the one I had been waiting for came as well. My desire to have Dwi Junior will soon be realized.

'May we both be healthy and you can be born safely yes, son, ' my inner self. What a perfect happiness.

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Since my pregnancy was revealed, I was no longer allowed to do homework. All done by Julia. While Mama stayed home, Papa came home alone. For a few days, Mama's kitchen affairs are taken care of, while Kak Julia who beberes home.

I feel so bad to be treated like an employer. But the condition of my body that is less supportive, I often nausea and dizziness. The most annoying thing is that I can't smell raw garlic. Whereas if you want to cook, of course garlic cannot be left behind.

"Honey, about our daughter will be a girl or a boy, huh?" ask Mas Dwi to me while rubbing my stomach gently.

"How do you want it?" I asked back.

"Male, because he's the first kid. But if the girl is also not a problem, she must be as beautiful as her mother" replied Mas Dwi. I am happy to see her beautiful smile every day.

"Mas, can I hug you?" my many.

"Of course, why do you have to permit that?"

"It's okay" I replied accordingly. I hugged Mas Dwi and enjoyed her scent. "Mas, what perfume?" my many.

"Don't wear any perfume. What do you think about using perfume?" ask Mas Dwi.

"I like the smell" I said honestly. The smell was more fragrant than usual.

"Is this baby stuff?" ask Dwi again.

I just shook my head. Previously I did like to sleep in the arms of Mas Dwi, but the more days it feels I can not get away from him. Mas Dwi bought a folding table to finish his work on the mattress and I leaned next to him. If my wish is not fulfilled, I feel like crying. I'm upset with myself, why be this crybaby?

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Mas Dwi just left for work, Mama also just returned home. I'm happy, Mama loves me so much. He made me pregnant milk every morning and night, even though I could make it myself.

"Your stomach is still a lot of nausea, huh?" ask Julia when I just closed the front door.

"Slightly, Brother. What's up?" my many.

"I'm leaving, maybe coming home in the afternoon. Please wash the dishes, yes!" pinta Sister Julia.

"Ah, that's okay, brother. I'll wash it, "I replied. I've also been tired enough for too long not to be allowed to hold homework at all.

Julia went with Faiz. Today he is not working, Faiz is not in school, maybe on holiday. Because I didn't see any uniforms sticking to their bodies, so I concluded they didn't go to school. I don't know, I don't know either.

After the house was empty, I walked into the kitchen to start doing my duties. I began to wash every dish and other cutlery in the laundry pile. Fortunately, my nose did not refuse to do this. I just realized, this laundry is a lot. Not like when we were three.

It didn't take long, all the dirty dishes and friends were done I cleaned. Then the corner of my eye caught a pile of dirty clothes in a basket of clothes. There is no harm if I wash, Mas Dwi also will not be angry because washing with a machine is certainly not tiring. But there is something surprising for me, not only the clothes in the basket are full, in the washing machine is also full. Yes, never mind, I wash everything in turn.

A little draining, because a lot of clothes are quite heavy in my hands. Even my clothes with Mas Dwi have never been this much. Although our clothes are made of hard, but I usually wash every day. Of course it will not feel tiring because the amount is not too much.

I do not want to complain, Sister Julia of course all this time also tired from doing everything alone. I don't want him to feel unfairly treated by his own family.

There is something that makes me a little surprised again, in the bathroom there are also dirty clothes hanging. The clothes belonged to Faiz. Maybe he forgot to take her out. What makes me confused, actually they change clothes a day how many times? Why so many? Even in comparison, the amount of clothes I had with Mas Dwi was nothing.