Ambassador & Yumna

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The ambassador took a deep breath and was so relieved. He was finally able to arrive at the airport waiting for his plane which was still three hours away. The ambassador had been looking for another faster flight, but there was no more. Maybe three hours is not a problem for the Ambassador. But after the incident in the pavilium where he contracted Duta became increasingly wary and had his own fears.

The ambassador opened his post and typed a message for Nick. Whether to start when, the two become friends and get along and familiar. Because the only one who is the most neutral and gives a clear explanation is Nick.

"Nick, you have a time I want to call you right now. You're right, Nick," the ambassador wrote quickly. Ambassador Mearsa himself was following. His life was uncomfortable and became restless on its own due to anxiety.

The phone is still on. The message the Ambassador sent was sent to Nick. Only, Nick has not yet replied to the Ambassador's message. Though Nick has said that it had delivered Yumna home because Nick has other needs as well before tomorrow morning he will return to Paris.

"Why not read it anyway? Though this is very important," said the Ambassador in his heart and put his phone back in his pocket.

Indeed the safest place was to return to the country of his birth and gather with Yumna, his wife. This is a dead price. There is no better decision than the one the Ambassador is taking at the moment.

***

When dinner arrived, Yumna was already home. Since the afternoon, Yumna had already returned because her mood had suddenly become lazy.

Mother Sinta let her pregnant girl do whatever she likes. Likewise with the two older brothers Yumna who had been staring at the strange behavior of Yumna tonight.

"Na, you're not welcome, are you?" jone asked suddenly at his youngest sister.

"What guests?" yumna answered while tearing the skin of a chicken that was krunchy and eaten with raven.

"Apaan sih Kak's. Mending yourself, find a girl, hunt the elderly," said Yumna ketus.

    "Yummah!! Mouth guarded. You are pregnant. If you speak well. Brother Jone is the oldest brother. You should be able to appreciate and respect Kak Jone as a substitute for Papah, instead of mocking. Like it or not, Brother Jone must be respected!" dafa said loudly with a sharp eye toward Yumna.

Yumna returned that sharp gaze towards Dafa. Yumna at least likes to be regulated. Whether pregnant, Yumna prefers to lock herself in a room and open a photo album with her Papah.

"Kok even Kak Jone who defended? Not the Yumna? Kak Dafa has collaborated with Kak Jone to not like Yumna? Or did Yumna really have to leave this house? Is that? Want Sister Dafa, Yumna to go?! Yumna's going!!" yuman said full of emotion while pounding the table with his palm until Mother Sinta stood up and mumbled Yumna blocking Yumna's ridiculous desire.

The house was the home of her three children. Mother Sinta does not want, her three children are divided because of trivial things.

"Yumna's? Yumna dear Mother right? Don't go, baby. Dafa's sister is dear to Yumna. Sister Dafa is not possible to remove Yumna from this house," said Mother Sinta trying to calm the heart of Yumna. Mother Sinta tried to ease back Yumna's emotions that burst out until her face reddened.

"Let it be Bun. If Yumna wants to go let her go. Can a spoiled child like him live alone? Sister Dafa just wants to take care of you, Na. If you have a problem with the Ambassador, solve it, not even silence! It's the same that you let and your problems will never be solved completely" said Dafa ketus and left the dining table first.

Jone just stared at umna and Mother Sinta then went to leave the two women who were very dear to him.

Yumna could only be speechless and stunned when she saw her two brothers who instead scolded her indirectly instead of hugging her as usual and helped Yumna out of her problem.

Yumna's eyes did not feel wet and her tears just fell without hindrance. His chest became increasingly tight and his heart ached arguing with his brother. All this time, he had never misunderstood until feuding like this time.