
"So you don't want to bring that guy here?" Biantara again asked the same thing either for a number of times to Clara.
"Yes, I don't want to." Clara replied firmly while taking refuge behind her mother.
"Basin' bad boy! Why are you so hard to manage, huh?" Biantara seemed frustrated with his son. It wasn't that she was upset with Clara, it was just that she wanted to hit the jaw of the man who had stained her child.
"Honey,," Call Nesya who immediately makes the feathers goosebumps.
"Oh, yes, yes. I will not force. Are you not curious about that guy, either? Well at least let me give him one punch."
"Mas Bian,,," Still with the same tone just different calls. "By the way again, don't expect to get rations."
"HEY,,, what a cheat to play ration reduction."
"Part of his children were hit again even make another disaster."
"No. I'm not,,,"
"Hush, it's. Not done with ntar." Cut Nesya while turning around and gazing towards Clara. "Clara, mommy's coming home first."
"Well, how come home, ma?" Clara asked because she still wanted to hug her mother.
"Yes, honey. Right Clara. Kok,," Biantar just wanted to finish his protest, Nesya immediately gave a sharp look at him. And swiftly Biantara held his mouth with his hands so as not to make a sound.
"Clara, fast healthy. I'm home first." Connect Biantara who immediately left the room quickly. He knew what the look just meant. It's not a game he likes to play if he breaks it.
"Hahahaha, Dad's still funny, ma. Afraid of the same mom. Especially if there is something related to the same ration. Auto nurut tuh father. hahahaha,,," Clara holding her stomach so funny to see her father scared just because of the look of mama.
"What does mama mean?" Surprised Clara while looking at her mother.
"Hhhm, forget it. Mom went home first."
"Wouldn't you care?" Nesya stroked Clara's hair.
"No need. You still need rest. Pity your baby if his mother is not rested. So mama went home first let you rest well. After all, at most you can go home in the next 2 days."
"Judah if mom says that." Reply Clara by putting on her pouting face.
"elegant, eleh, why even pout with his face? You calm down, my mom will be here again. Bring me a change of clothes."
"Seriously huh? Mama's gonna be here again."
"Not seriously, at all." Nesya pinched the soft end of Clara's nose. It feels anxious to see his adult son suddenly act like an SD boy.
"Udah yes. Mama pamit first. You take a break, don't think of anything else first" Pamit Nesya gave a kiss on Clara's forehead.
"Yes, ma. Be careful on the road." Clara shook her mother's hand and Nesya came out of the room.
Afterwards the room became completely deserted. There was only her in that room. Clara did say her mother's words for her to immediately rest. But the thoughts he did not want came when he was about to close his eyes.
"Well, why get pregnant? didn't the doctor say I was barren? Why did I get pregnant after the first time? I even did it with strangers. But if that guy knows I'm pregnant, what's his reaction, huh? Heh, why do I even wish he was happy to hear that? Didn't I tell him to stay away from my life? Hais, thinking about this all makes me dizzy." Clara murmured on the ceiling of the room where she was being treated.