
"Adopting child?" jiana asked while looking at her mother. He scrunched his forehead. Looked at her mother confused. Ms. Desi smiled sweetly as she stroked her daughter's hair.
"Well, why not?" said ma'am Desi.
"But, I have no experience taking care of children. Actually I was also afraid that I could not be a good mother to our child later" Jiana muttered.
"That's it, there's no need to think too far. You just have patience baby, surely someday God will give you confidence again," said Missi trying to calm her daughter. Jiana nodded thinly.
***
In the afternoon, Jiana finished her bath and is now on the balcony of her room. Breathe fresh air from the terrace of his room. For a long time he did not occupy the room that used to be the most comfortable place when at home. Nothing has changed one bit. Every corner and order of the room remains the same as it used to be.
Jiana closed her eyes while breathing the air quietly. Forgetting a moment of trouble in him. His mind was focused on his mother's words this afternoon. Will he adopt a child like his mother's advice? Or he will be patient waiting for that happiness to come someday. But for now, he still doubts.
"What are you thinking, baby?" This made Jiana surprised. How not, suddenly Raka hugged her from behind and said it softly in Jiana's ears.
"Mas, when are you coming home?" jiana asked who ignored her husband's question. She looked a little towards her husband. Raka just smiled.
"I've been in your room for 30 minutes, but you're not even aware of my presence" Raka said.
"really? But I didn't hear the door open" Jiana said as she scrunched her forehead.
"Eat him, do not daydream," said Raka. He turned his wife's body to face her. Jiana only displayed her sweetest smile. Even now Raka had just finished taking a shower. And that indicates that Raka has been in Jiana's room since 30 minutes ago. Raka led Jiana into the room.
"Mas, have you eaten?" ask Jiana. Raka just shook her head slowly.
"What time do you go home?" ask Raka.
"How about after dinner?" jiana said and answered a nod by Raka.
They left the room and headed to the middle room. There is Alex, papa Jiana who happens to be relaxing while enjoying her coffee. Jiana chose to help her mother prepare dinner.
***
"Ma, Pa, after this we want to go home," Jiana said when she finished eating.
"Not just stay over?" ask Alex while looking at his daughter.
"Next time Pa," Jiana refused. Alex just nodded.
After a few minutes, Raka and Jiana decided to go home. As usual, miss Desi always brought some food for them to take home. Actually, Jiana had said that there was no need to bother preparing such food, but Desi ma'am still cheeky and still cooked her favorite food to take home.
"You guys be careful on the road. Come here often, baby," said Missi. Jiana and Raka nodded while smiling faintly. They rushed home after saying goodbye to their parents.
"Peace them Pa. Hopefully our daughter and her husband can get through these difficult times" Desi said after Jiana and Raka really left there. Alex rubbed his wife's shoulders gently.
"Yes Ma, I hope they are always happy" Alex said. Then they went back inside the house and did not forget to close the door.
Arriving at home, Jiana immediately headed to the kitchen to warm up the food she had brought earlier. He did it himself because he did not want to trouble bi Lastri. When she finished, she followed her husband to the room.
Jiana immediately threw herself on the bed. Raka is still in the bathroom. Jiana is eager to talk about child adoption, but she is not sure if Raka will agree. Jiana daydreamed while staring at the ceiling of her room.
Cup
Raka suddenly kissed Jiana's cheek at a glance. Making Jiana startled and directly looked at Raka who was lying next to her.
"What the hell are you thinking? From that much daydreaming," said Raka. Jiana just shook her head slowly. Raka pulls Jiana into her arms. He gently rubbed Jiana's hair.
"What's wrong?" ask Raka the umpteenth time. But Jiana remained silent and did not answer Raka's question.
"I'm just tired. I want to rest" replied Jiana. Raka kissed Jiana's forehead long enough. Nor could he force his wife to tell him about what made him so uneasy.
"What does Jiana really think? Did something happen at her parents' house?" muttered Raka as her hands rubbed his wife's hair. Jiana closed her eyes and began to dream.