I'm Not a Wild Grass

Banquet Night (POV Erlan)

And finally, my reception and Laila's will be held the next day.

Tonight, I deliberately held a dinner with two nuclear families and also the people closest to us.

There were only about twenty-five people sitting around us around the dining table who had so much food.

I also invited Azki, my old friend at the halfway house. He was my companion in the struggle for the education of street children. Azki is an orphaned young man who tends to be quiet.

Several times Azki was seen frowning whenever she saw me and Laila interacting. Especially when Laila was pinching my arms, waist and thighs.

Maybe Azki was surprised because I let my Laila do what she wanted to do to me. Once he correctly questioned his astonishment, I answered him with an original answer.

"Don't do anything, I'm willing to do anything with my wife, Az."

Azki then gave me a look of pity. And I don't give a shit. What's important to me is that I get my Laila's main attention.

Just look at this moment. Many times Laila put pieces of banana fruit in her salad bowl into my bowl. I know my wife knows that I really like bananas.

Well, actually more to Laila who does not like bananas too. But after all Laila still shares food (which she does not like) with me, right? I love her so much.^^^^^^

I watched all my family around us stick together one by one. Somehow I feel like I'm gonna miss them so much during my honeymoon with Laila for the next week.

Oh yeah, Laila changed our plans in the last seconds. All of a sudden he told me he wanted to see a koala in Singapore. He told me that three days ago. When we just got home from work Laila was the last time.

Flashbacks.

"Coalas in Singapore? You're not wrong, Yang? As far as I know, koalas are native to Australia. Not Singapore," my correction of Laila's words.

"Yes, if I want to see it in Singapore, why? That problem for you?" Ask Laila back with a slight emotional overload.

"Err. doesn't matter either. But do not talk while angry ditu dong, Yang. remember the same advice Nunik. She said she wanted to be shaleha's wife." I said again to calm Laila down.

Lately, the name Nunik has always been my mainstay to calm the often emotional Laila. I have my own assumptions about the cause of Laila being more sensitive than usual. Because I suspected that Laila might be pregnant with my son-in-law.

Aamiins.

Because of that, no matter how bitter the words spoken by my wife, I will always remind myself to be patient, patient and patient.

It's all right that I'm happy with Laila. Even if I start to not bear it and run out of patience to deal with it, just take the name Nunik. And for sure, a second later the anger was gone.

"Hhh. ok. Sorry. I forgot again" said Laila so lightly.

In my heart, I was itching to say, 'forget every day and every time anyway..'

"So, it's okay to go to Singapore. Look koala. I want to go there see Koala.." said Laila again with a sulking tone now.

'Adeudeuh. feel have a child, not a wife, ' I complained in my heart.

I watched Laila's face slump in my arms. Her behavior was exactly like the little boy I had seen sulking at his father in a convenience store once.

Laila's spoiled behavior is also thought to be the effect of her current pregnancy (if she is pregnant). Or if not, well, it could be because Laila is Makekuba's son.

Makekuba is a term I use for children with less happy childhoods. Like Laila's example. He was also a child of a broken home. It could be because of the injuries in his childhood that eventually re-emerged the spoiled nature in childhood that was not satisfied enjoyed first. That's my guess.

"Hh. yeah. I will check first. Approximately in Singapore there is a zoo that features Koala or no animals. Like nothing, we're going to Australia, right? Or in Indonesia as well as I think there deh," I give advice.

"OKAY. Quickly search now! I'm sure there must be a Koala in Singapore!" Laila said with great confidence.

Flashback complete.

Back to this moment. At our dinner with family and close friends.

"So, you're going to Singapore tomorrow, Lan?" Azki asked.

"Yes. Honey, I want to go there, look at the koala."

And again Azki shook her head in wonder.

In a soft voice, he ticked me.

"Welcome to the world of marriage, Lan. You will be a slave to your own wife for the rest of your short life! Congratulations to you!" Azki whispers tease me.

Ku toyor soft his shoulder Azki. And then he answered that word.

"Later you'll feel it for yourself, Az. Hurry up and find a wife. Do not let you bulukan age with your laptop that is centuries old," I joked.

"Haha. It is still better to get a computer. Follow the same orders, and do not like to ask for things!" Reply Azki.

"The eternal singles! It's good to have a wife who likes to ask for things. Will later we can also ask for something like." joked me with the meaning veiled.

Azki coughed after hearing my last sentence. While I immediately got a reply on my waist. From whom else, if not from my dearest Laila, of course.

"What do you want to do, huh?!" Cried Laila with a fierce tone.

"Mm. doesn't make a shit, Yang. Just one kind of aja.." seloroh me while grinning the horse in his direction.

Laila squinted her eyes at me. Only after he no longer paid attention to me did I finally resume my cut speech.

"It's just one of a kind. That's us ice cream later tonight." I whispered teasingly.

And I was immediately presented with a view of my wife's face that held shame on her face. Ah.. My dear laila.

I feel my happiness in this world very much. Moreover, there will be either a baby boy or a baby girl who will enliven our lives together. Oh no, wrong. I mean the lives of the three of us with Mama Mutia as well.

Mama Mutia has agreed to accompany Laila and me in our new home which is in the renovation stage at the moment. I can't wait to move into that house with Laila and Mama Mutia.

Oh yes, and also our children's candidates as well. Why do I say children? Because I have a feeling that Laila is pregnant with our twins right now.

I wish both girls. Or at least one boy and one girl. As long as they are not both men. Because I can imagine the hassles that twin two boys would create.

Duh! Must be a bother.

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