Lightly Longing

Lightly Longing
Aisha's Strange Attitude



Aisyah drove the car owned by her father, it is true that the girl has not graduated from school. But he was seventeen years old. It's only natural that he has a SIM.


I took them to Mr. Arbi's house, too awkward to take them to my house. We arrived in front of the residential gate, I guided Aisyah to enter in a small place that belonged to Mr. Arbi.


"This is his house, brother?" ask Aisyah who has pulled the handbrake and stopped the car.


"Yes, Shah. I'll open the fence soon."


My mother-in-law looked asleep, indeed their journey was quite draining.


"Let me, brother." He asked me for the key. I handed it over, then came down along with him.


"You haven't been here yet, huh?"


"No, Brother. If you're with Mom, it's like that."


My mouth was round, Asiyah shifted the car to get into the terrace, while I opened the door of the house. I forgot to ask, they've eaten yet. In this house there is no food.


Where's my tummy now, how's it going, huh? I walked into the kitchen, we haven't lived here in nearly two months. Since we were pregnant, we have never been here.


Just pay people to clean up, or sometimes Mr. Arbi cleans himself. My stomach makes a special sound, I also forgot to buy food.


"You're the laper, Ta?"


I was shocked when my mother-in-law was next to me. I held my chest because of the heart spot.


"Yes, Mom. Sometimes like a laper suddenly," answered me who still holds the doorknob kitchen set. Aisyah entered with a grumble.


"Why are you, Shah?" tanyaku and mom at once.


"The neighbors here are so right, sister model?" I fused my eyebrows together, still not quite understanding what he meant.


"meaning?" He folded his hands in front of his chest and sat down violently.


"There are also mothers of nyinyir hobbies," he said as he glanced outside while grumbling.


"You speak clearly, Shah," said my mother-in-law, who was probably just as curious as I was.


"I want to throw chili seeds in his mouth, ma'am. Let's be as hot as he's talking!" aisyah growled while putting on a dislike face. The hands also moved as if they were mengelek chilli.


"It can't be that way, Shah. I never taught you that, did I?"


Aisyah seemed to take a deep breath and throw it slowly, she did it several times. Only finally the story of the problem.


The three of us were already sitting on the sofa, ready to listen to her sigh. Just arrived at this house, he had already cursed people.


"Times' earlier when Aisyah wanted to enter the car into the garage of the mothers were busy turn on Mother. He said, 'your mother loves you, yes. His son is still a child, so bring a car. What if you hit someone? If I were, I wouldn't love. It's even bad on the road. We're also bothered."


We just became good listeners. I rubbed my chest, trying to calm Aisyah down. Highlight his eyes sharply out the window, he raised the corner of his lips.


Suddenly, my stomach came back. Aisyah suddenly looked at me also stomach alternating. He chuckles for a moment.


"Random is very, Brother. I'm in the middle of a kayak gini, maybe you're a lager" said Aisyah who made me grin the horse.


"I don't know either, Shah. I like the laper suddenly now" I said, which made the child and mother laugh.


"It's kind of like my niece, Mom. Can't say I'm like," he said chuckling to himself. We also followed laughing when we heard Aisha's words just now.


"Eat him, you don't keep nagging, Shah. Shame it's the same niece you still have in your stomach."


"Hehe, yes, Mom. What's Ananta gonna eat?" maybe he was hungry too. At the hospital, there was nothing to eat. They did not have time to bring anything from the village, because Mr. Arbi who suddenly asked to bring a yellow pulute.


"Yes" replied the mother who stepped up to take her bag.


Mom and Aisyah had finished taking a shower, I had fun on the sofa. I don't know why, suddenly so missed Mr. Arbi. In fact, I was very eager to meet him.


"Sister," called Aisyah who made me sweep the tail of the eyes with my fingertips.


"Yes, Shah." I blinked slowly.


"Brother cry?" he asked her who was sitting in front of me.


"No."


"Related?" ask her again who further sharpened her tail of gaze at me.


"Honest, Brother."


"I'm okay, Shah." I changed my sitting position to lean on the sofa. My mother-in-law has joined us.


"It's common to get pregnant young, Ta. I want to keep my husband."


"Yes, Mom?" I ask who is still confused about his words.


"Yes, Mom used to be pregnant with Arbi. Where's your father again speaking outside the city. Long ago where there was a video call kayak now," said my mother-in-law at length.


"That means, it's the pregnancy hormones, huh, Mom?" asked Aisyah plainly, while I was still thinking with the words of mother-in-law.


"Yes," said he who now pinched the girl's cheeks.


"So, Brother Aisyah would like to meet Bang Arbi?" I close my lips, confused as to what to do. Also, it doesn't feel good to disturb their rest.


"Think about it, Shah. Later video call, tomorrow morning also met, Shah. Oh, yeah, what do you want to eat? Sorry, I didn't have time to make a banquet for Mom with Aisyah." I bowed deeply, supposedly, I am the one who entertained their arrival. For as long as I am in their place, Aisha is also a busy mother serving all my needs.


"It's okay, Ta. We were also the wrong ones to come suddenly. I eat anything, now I want to fall first, pegel," he said, kneeling his shoulders and rising to the guest room.


There are only two of us in this room. Aisyah appeared to be surfing on social media, I don't know what she was doing.


"Sir, what are you going to eat?"


"What the hell, Shah. I don't want anything anymore, just a laper."


"Okay, I ordered a chicken penyet, huh?"


I nodded, Aisyah is probably ordering through a trending app right now.


"Mother?" askaku make sure the food for his mother, Aisyah raised both eyebrows a sign that was done maybe the order for the mother.


"What do you mean?"


"I know Mom's taste, brother. Anyway, take it right!"


I entrusted that to Aisyah, she's her daughter. He knew what his mother liked or didn't like. I sent a message to Mr. Arbi, saying I miss him a lot. We replied to each other, apparently he was the same as me.


Dilanda longs for the far. He wanted to call, but was afraid to disturb Kiyai Abdul Samad's sleep.


A call from outside sounded, it seemed like our order just now. Understandably, this minimalist house does not have a bell. Simply yelling, then it has been heard to the kitchen.


Aisha got up and came out after I handed her two hundred thousand bills. In a minute, he came back with a reddened face and excitement.


"Why are you, Shah?"