Just One Feeling's

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72 Hours, 4,320 minutes, 259,200 seconds have passed. With a flow and a current that keeps moving. Stories and love that color the life of every person. Be happy, or be in sadness. All the people who decide. Ego, or feeling.

For some people, three days is not a long time. Moreover, those who are preoccupied with happiness. The day will pass quickly. And very sorry. It is inversely proportional to three days for people who are sad with a tiring life.

Three days for them, it will be thirty days. Same with Andin and Ziban. Andin who is still in grief. Ziban, who could not stand the longing. Two different things, indeed. But, basically that pair, has a burden.

Andin's daily life for these three days, is daydreaming and contemplating. It is true, there is no best friend in solitude other than daydreaming and contemplating.

There was no hatred in his eyes. He is used to whatever happens to him. If that is the case, only Andin and his Lord would know. That would mean silence.

"Andin darling..."

Andin's eyes move toward the source of the sound.

"Yes, mah."

Kumala smiled at Arga who was beside her. Arga returned that smile. They both felt a good change towards her daughter. Their eyes are looking at each other. It means, "Andin looks better, doesn't he?"

Kumala and Arga stroked the top of Andin's head simultaneously.

"Well, pah?" (asked Andin)

"What's up, baby. You need anything?" (the Kumala replied)

"Please call the Mbok to see me."

Hearing Andin's request, there was doubt in Kumala's eyes. He looked at Arga. Looking for answers there. And Arga nodded slowly. Convince Kumala. Kumala was about to call Si Mbok.

"You're here, mah. Let the papah call him." (say Arga)

Kumala sat down again without any intention of arguing. Since Arga learned that Kumala was pregnant, Kumala was asked not to work too hard. Even if it's just going up and down the stairs. Of course it will be tiring, if too often done.

Kumala kissed Andin's forehead and smiled at him. There will be no end to it, unfortunately it he poured for his daughter.

"Have been a few days, you didn't pet your sister-to-be. The fetus inside here also wants to be taken by his beautiful sister."

Kumala said while holding her stomach that had not yet protruded. Andin glanced at Kumala. Didn't intend to agree with Kumala's words earlier. Kumala also understood the circumstances of her daughter. In his mind, in the mind of a mother, he will continue and always try to make his child happy. Sure oes. Every mother becomes a winged angel for her sons and daughters.

"Come, elus-elus your sister-to-be, first."

Kumala pulled and directed Andin's hand to hold her stomach. Like before.

"You feel like your future sister is kicking around?"

Kumala said with sparkling eyes. Andin still had an expressionless face.

"He's too small, ma'am."

"Mom, just kidding, baby."

Andin hugged Kumala. In the form of a hug, she thanked him for having a mother, like Kumala.

"Excuse me, this is Si Mbok."

The voice of the Mbok behind the door.

"Just go in, it's not locked." (say Kumala)

The mbok went into that room. He seemed hesitant in approaching Andin and Kumala. After Si Mbok was close enough to Andin, Andin began talking without telling Si Mbok to sit first.

"Si Mbok remember the pills I always take?"

"Remember that, non."

"To my knowledge, all I took was a fertility vitamin pill. And Si Mbok knows, too, right? Because of that fertility vitamin pill, is the recommendation of Si Mbok? Because Si Mbok is older, and experienced?"

"I drank it, because I trusted Si Mbok. Even more than believing. That's why I hid the pill from my husband. Because, I thought I'd give you a surprise with the results of getting pregnant fast. And in fact, it's inversely proportional."

"Did the Mbok exchange it for the contraceptive pill?!"

Andin spoke non-stop quickly, with a high tone. The Mbok put on a face not knowing anything. Kumala, who saw it, immediately ended the accusations from Andin for Si Mbok. By asking Si Mbok to get out of that room. Andin prevented it. Because Andin is still not finished talking and has not received an answer from Si Mbok.

"Andin dear, let Si Mbok just work.." (say Kumala).

"It's okay, madam. Non Andin must listen to the answer from Si Mbok. That would make Non Andin not blame Si Mbok." (said Si Mbok)

"Si Mbok didn't do anything, non. After all, why would Si Mbok do such a despicable thing. This Mbok is old. What is there, Si Mbok would definitely prefer to get closer to the creator than do contempt work such as accusations, non Andin."

"There may be someone else behind it all, non. Try non Andin remember again. Is there anyone who hates non Andin and non husbands? Please don't blame, Si Mbok, non. The mbok is old."

Andin was silent for a moment. Feeling, Si Mbok's speech has a point. Kumala stroked Andin's hand.

"I apologize to Si Mbok. You heard that, didn't you hear Si Mbok's words? After all, Si Mbok is very kind and loving. Isn't that right, Si Mbok?"

The smiling Mbok nodded. Confident in Kumala's words for her.

"And mamah agreed with what Si Mbok said. There's probably someone behind all this."

Andin also apologized to Si Mbok. The Mbok did not mind forgiving Andin. And after that, Andin asks Kumala and Si Mbok to get out of his room.

He did not mean to expel. But there is a strong reason. That is, to call Ziban. He intends to say Si Mbok's speech to him. There may be someone behind it all.

And that, was the right reason to defend him. That he was innocent. And Ziban must regret his actions. Because I blamed Andin. That's Andin's goal.

"Mass?"

Soon, Ziban picked up the phone from Andin.

"Who is this? Don't bother me. I'm busy!"

Did he delete my number?

Does he not recognize my voice?

"Mas, this is your wife."

"Ooh, wife."

"Mas, I want to talk to you about something."

Not responding to Andin's words, Ziban instead diverted the conversation.

"Eh, wait. Which wife? As I recall, my wife is only one. And he, too, took the contraceptive pill and met the other man behind me."

Andin clucked slowly. From Ziban's voice, Andin knew that her husband was still angry and disappointed in her. He began to say everything he said to Si Mbok earlier. Regarding what the intention was to take the pill, why he hid it, and about the pill he suddenly took was the contraceptive pill.

"Really, mom. I found out that it was the contraceptive pill, when the test results Secretary Chan brought."

"Trust me, mas. I'm not that low. I also want a pregnancy. Not just you."

"And about, one more thing. Regard, I met a man without your knowledge. That's..."

Tut's...Tut's...Tut's...

Ziban turned off his call. Feeling dissatisfied with his words, Andin called Ziban again. But not connected even though he tried it many times.

He blocked my number.

Andin's eyes glazed over. Until it breaks into a clear circle that implies sadness. After calling Ziban, it added to the sadness he felt.

It's the same house, in different rooms. Kumala sat down near Arga who was reading a book.

"Do you know, the old lady said very sweetly in front of our daughter. To defend himself. We already know that he is behind it all. Fuckin."

Kumala said with annoyance. Arga was enthusiastic to hear it.

"But you're not suspicious, are you?"

"Just calm down, pah. After that, mamah had even given a lot of money to the old woman to do any shopping. The woman had already left with the driver."

Arga scrunched his forehead. Not knowing what Kumala meant. Obviously, Kumala did not like Si Mbok. However, Kumala gave money for any shopping. That's what Arga had in mind. Kumala also learned the unspoken question from Arga.

"For the next few hours, the old woman will be outside this house. Of course you will be a little relieved. Mom hated him so much. She makes Andin, our daughter, delay the pregnancy without the knowledge of Andin and her husband. Huh!"

SERIATE...

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