CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 34. PREGNANCY NEWS

"We can not control humans, want them to comment anything yes let it be. We can't use our two hands to cover their mouths, but we can use our hands to cover our ears so as not to hear what they're talking about" she said.

"But Amel if the ears are closed can still be heard by mother saying what mom," replied Amel just like that.

Kayra laughed softly. "Means Amel if mom again says she likes earplugs huh?"

Amel grimaced slowly. "Yes end of mother if Artar's anger is very hard so Amel did not focus on watching Upin Ipinnya,"

"But if the mother is the same father again still advice can not close the ears, yes," said Kayra, the girl again chocolates tempe mendoan to sambal soy sauce that mother made. "That's the same as rich ungodly children, right Amel najai so know kalo-" Kayra's sentence was interrupted when the girl found there was a shadow of someone who was walking towards them. Both her pupils widened as soon as she knew who the owner of the white shoe was.

"WAHH MAS AZMIIIIII," cried Amel, the boy immediately ran into Azmi's arms. "Mas Azmi why did you not play here for so long?" ask Amel plain. "Eh at home again there's Kayra's sister de Raissa, anyway," said Amel as he pointed at little Kayra.

Azmi scratches at his nape that is not itchy, he does not know if his decision to go to Kayra's parents' house today turned out to make himself have to meet the girl.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am, sir," Azmi passed Kayra just like that. The young man shook hands with his mother and father who still welcomed him well. "Tumben's at Tar's house?" tanya Azmi patted Artar's shoulder slowly.

"There is no pressure to come out, mas" replied Artar.

"Where are you from?" ask Mother.

"From home aja ma'am, it was like Tara eh even peerless already there is a first promise with his friends,"

"Have breakfast yet? breakfast first yes, the mother made the same asem vegetables fried chicken,"

Azmi shook her head slowly. "Ah don't ma'am, had eaten at home anyway," replied the young man clumsily. Kayra's existence after the girl got married was quite disturbing, Azmi held her half dead so as not to turn to Kayra who was cool playing with Amel and Raissa.

"You want to talk to me or Kayra first?" ask the father who seemed to know what the purpose and purpose of Azmi came to his house.

Azmi soaked her lower lip, the young man felt wrongly stared so by Kayra. "Actually I'm here just to play with the sir" replied the young man. "But because of chance there is Kayra so all of you," he continued again that makes Kayra's forehead wrinkled confused.

Father nodded small. "Yes already so the father of the same mother entered yes," said the father. "Artar same Amel also enter first son, justin mas Azmi same mbak Kayra chat first,"

Artar and Amel, according to Artar, entered with Raissa. "Live first, mas" he said and was embraced by Azmi.

Azmi cleared her throat slowly, already more than five minutes both of them were silent, busy with their respective thoughts.

"What's wrong?" kayra asked in silence.

"How are you?" Azmi asked without looking at Kayra. "Last time we met when I failed to get married, right?"

Kayra nodded small. "Good thanks, Iqbal sir is also good" he replied quietly, but Azmi did not ask the situation of the girl's husband at all.

"Kay, man,"

"Hem?"

"I'm still curious," Azmi's great-grandson quietly, careful for fear of being heard by Kayra's parents.

"Curious?" one of Kayra's eyebrows shot up. "What's the same question?"

Azmi glanced slowly at Kayra's enlarged stomach, whether realized by father and mother or not. "Mothers don't know if you're pregnant?" ask Azmi.

Kayra averted her eyes from Azmi, the girl gazed at the mango tree lined up in front of her. "I haven't told anyone yet,"

"You're just here for this?" ask the girl. "I can't answer, sorry,"

"I'm sorry Kay,"

"Sorry for which of your mistakes?"

"It's a lot of my fault until you say so" said Azmi, the young man lowered his face. "I don't know if it's going to be rich in Kay's end,"

Kayra let out a heavy sigh, she herself did not know what her fate would be like if father and mother knew. "Please don't discuss this first yes" Kayra said.

"But you're sorry I'm Kay?"

"Sorry for you who made me rich?" kayra asked as she stared at her stomach, her hands raised to stroke her stomach. Indeed, because his clothes are always covered and he also does not use a corset, his large stomach is not so visible. Not even noticed by father and mother.

Azmi nodded small. "I didn't know you were pregnant, I didn't"

"Who's pregnant?"

The mother's voice made Azmi and Kayra jump in shock. Kayra and Azmi looked at each other at the mother standing there carrying two cups of tea and a few snacks.

"Who's pregnant?"

"Ahh sorry ma'am," Azmi said. The words the young man made Kayra widen her eyes. "I think Kayra is the same as Iqbal, it's a story,"

"What story?" ask the mother who is now sitting in the middle of them.

"The news is that Kayra is pregnant, ma'am" Azmi replied without hesitation. "It turns out they both deliberately want to make a surprise for the mother of the same father," said Azmi again.

Kayra looked at the young man with a hard-to-art view, Azmi did not lie at all. Kayra is not pregnant, and the mother also did not ask who the father of the child in Kayra.

"Alhamdulilah, why not tell me,"

"Hehe's sorry, ma'am" replied Kayra. He himself did not know what to answer.

"Nobody knows if you're pregnant? your in-laws don't know yet?"

Kayra shook her head slowly. "No ma'am yet" the girl replied quietly.

"Yes, you've finished it first, if it's done later come in let us talk in the dalem," said the mother.

"Why are you talking to me?" ask Kayra.

"There's no way I'm saying it's Kay's son,"

Kayra sighed softly, this time her head was completely dizzy. And it may feel more dizzy later when this child is born.

"Promise Kay never forbid me to meet my son later,"

"i can't promise anything to you" Kayra said. "I've been promised a lot of macem-macem but not in the right, so I don't want to make other people rasain the same rich thing that I'm rasain,"

Azmi nodded in understanding, she knew why Kayra had become like this. "I'm sorry, but believe it or not I'll always be there for you Kay. Just like the old me, I don't need an appointment, do I? because you won't believe the promise I made, either,"