Hold on or let go!

Eps 158s

A few days before....

"Sorry sir, there is a report from RT 02 he said Mr. Hartama's project was continued, but not so tinkering with the rice fields owned by the princess of Pak lurah."

Anton furrowed his brows.

"Oh yeah? Then?"

"Some say, he said they changed the previous concept so there is no need to disturb the rice fields mba Bia."

Anton nodded in understanding.

"But sir...."

"Why?"

"They brought workers from outside our area sir. Maybe an employee who has been under contract with the Hartama host company."

"Have they reported to the local rt?"

"Already sir, there's even a list of fifteen people."

"Good then, so at least we know that they're legal workers. But what about the previous workers who worked there? Are they native to our area?"

"Say still work, sir, only maybe Mr. Hartama wants to finish the project immediately. That's why outside workers are on the project."

"Yes too."

"And. the new person in charge of the project."

Anton put the pen down, then looked at his assistant.

"He's coming here?"

"I haven't seen it myself, sir, but he said yes. He's watching, even jumping straight into the field."

Anton breathed slowly.

"Yes, thank you. You continue your work."

"Yes sir, excuse me."

In the afternoon when Anton returned home, he found his stepson playing with his children. Bia seemed sincere in loving her two children.

"Assalamualaikum!", Anton greeted.

"Walaikumsalam!", Esa and Wibi scatter towards anton. They were shaking his father. With a little hesitation, Bia followed in the footsteps of her sisters.

"Older Bi?", asked Anton to Bia.

"Already sir, from noon."

"Oh...eh which mother? How about three?"

"Mother in the kitchen sir!", answered esa.

"Yes, I'm going to the kitchen, sorry Bia. If your adek-adek ngerepotin."

"Gga sir, Bia even happy many friends. So not lonely."

Anton sees Bia's eyes that look sad even though he tries to smile to see his sisters.

Anton went into the kitchen to see his wife.

"Coffee Ma'am!", said Anton.

"Lho, you're home? Gasic tumben?", asked Asih.

"Yes Mom. Coffee ma'am, that's brother over here. Somebody wants to talk about it."

Asih also made coffee for her husband after that, she also sat in front of Anton.

"This sir."

Anton grabs his coffee and blows for a while and sips a little.

"What's the matter, sir?", asked Asih.

"His from noon here?"

''Yeah, want to play with his sisters? You mind?", asked Asih.

"Hehehe no ma'am. Father even seneng ko, Bia already accepted them as his sister even though not the same father."

"Continue, why?"

"Mister Hartama's project continues."

Asih knitted his brows.

"The homestay project? So, what is the relationship with Bia? Had discussed Bia at the beginning?", asked Asih confused.

"Now Alby is in charge of that project. And, I guess, Alby's definitely gonna be here. Whether it's for work, or seeing Bia."

"Do you need to tell Bia, sir? I don't think Bia knows that Alby will be here."

"Maybe not right now, ma'am. I'm just worried that they will fight when they meet. Kasian sama Bia. Kasian see Bia sad continue, see her body getting thinner. Try mom masakin Bia's favorite food. Who knew his appetite was increasing, so it's not too thin rich right now."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir, I've been paying attention to Bia."

"He is also my father's son."

"Ehem.".", Bia cleared her throat by accident to see the intimacy of a couple at the dinner table.

"Geek, nduk. Want me to make some tea?", offer some pasih.

"Get to ma'am, Bia wants to wudhu. Not yet praying ashar."

"Oh, yes there."

"Mom, you're going to the room too. Just clean up first."

"Yes sir."

Still sitting at the dining table. Thoughts drift, thinking of the fate of her daughter's marriage. He turned to the calendar by accident.

Bia has started to pray, do Bia all of you make KB. Is she in her fertile years??? Asih.

"Sir!", call for love when Bia has just finished the Ashar prayer.

"Yes Mom!"

"Temenin mom to the midwife Sus yuk, mom wants to inject KB."

Bia knitted her brows.

Mother is still fertile?! Inner Bia.

"He's ashamed to meet Sus, Bu."

"Why should I be ashamed? Temenin's mom, huh? Let the kids be at home."

"Yes, ma'am, yes."

After saying goodbye to the Father and his sisters, Bia also drove his mother to the house of the midwife Sus who was not too far from the mother's house.

"Eh, Miss Lurah?", said Mba sus to mother.

"Mba sus, seneng ngeledek", said Asih. Then Sus's eyes turned to Bia.

"Masyaallah Bia, suwe ga met nduk!", Sus greeted Bia and hugged each other.

"Yes mba sus, just met us huh. Bia has been home for a long time."

"Eat, out. Don't stay home!", joked Mba sus.

"Yes mba."

"Oh yes mba asih, want to inject again anyway?", asked mba sus.

"Yes was mba sus, afraid Bia had a sister again heheh", joked pasih while glancing at his eldest son. Bia just raised the corner of her lips upwards, looking very cynical.

"Joking Nduk!", she patted her daughter on the shoulder.

"What the hell is Mom!", said Bia.

"Oh yes mba sus, Bia also deh. Tell KB", Asih said suddenly.

"Don't you? Why me, why do I inject KB. In a moment, too...."

Mba sus and eloquently interlocking lyrics.

"Sir, I don't know what Alby's like going forward."

"But I know you know you also know if I want to sue Alby?", I asked.

Asih and mba sus nodded.

"Look, you're going to have a miscarriage. It's good enough that it's also the age of the womb after miscarriage?", asked Sus.

Bia also nodded.

"Well, it's good you're KB nduk. considering you've had a miscarriage. As if for three months, your uterus has also recovered and is ready to be fertilized."

Bia smiled thinly.

"Sus was kidding, I wanted to...."

"Sir, try to recite the same mba sus. He knows more about rich business. Yeah, I know you're a pinter, too. But do not you understand the same as this, right nduk?", the mother assured her child.

"Alright!", said Bia resigned.

"This...the village program huh Bu? Let's practice injecting her KB?", my lead to mom.

"Oh Allah.this is the son!", the mother shook her head in wonder.

"Mba still first what Bia first want to encus first?", ledek Mba sus.

"Mother first, the young one!", said Bia.

Asih. But in his heart he was very happy, his daughter could already be asked to joke and his smile had often adorned his beautiful face.

After the pasih, it was Bia's turn.

"How long is the effect?", asked Bia.

"That's three months nduk."

Bia nodded in understanding.

"But he said make fat ya mba Sus?", asked Bia again.

''A lot of people say yes, but it's not all like that. The proof is that your mother is still a singer. You rich brother sister knows, face-like posture is the same again."

Bia and Asih looked at each other. Yes, they are very similar.

"Go home Mom?", asked Bia to her mother.

"Yes nduk!"

Bia brought her mother home first. Then after that , Bia went back to the stall to help her lek.

"Mum's spit?", asked Anton.

"Yes sir, don't stand in line."

Anton accompanied his two children to play.

Asih sat on his bedroom bed. He circled the date of the day with a pen. To remind him of the next three months.

******

Hehehehe ...ngehanya acute huh????

Guess what you're guessing, right? Still Bia who's tomorrow.

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