
Finally, at work break time and the workers have also returned home, the mother has time to relax with the father.with the strategy of the mother who speaks softly and justifies the statement Aira can melt the heart of the father.
"But they have not been up to a year let alone Aira is still pregnant, we should ask Anwar to focus on Aira's pregnancy first, at least until Aira gave birth to the baby safely..." dad sat in his hut yard while looking at his vast rice field.
"yes too yeah well, if anything happens, we'll regret it later. Look at her getting thinner, maybe she's not happy with her marriage" she said.
"Mentally not as strong as Sifa, Mom. that's what makes it fragile. don't say first with his uncle, then let father find a solution...." after a long talk, I took my mother home because it was late afternoon.
Mother arranged the empty luggage and locked the hut while father was ready to plug in his motorbike waiting for mother as a permanent passenger.
At home
Sifa and Aira who were done with her homework were busy chatting while watching celebrity gossip shows that she loved.
Since Aira got married, they are closer and often confided in sharing stories. As this time Shifa confided in the problem of her man Alex who was in the same car with her upperclassmen.
As they were chatting, there was the sound of greetings typical of father and mother from the living room "assalamu'alaikum..."
"waalaikumsalam, yeah.. Ma'am" replied Aira and Sifa together, without bothering to be told Sifa's mother directly took the mother's default basket and washed the dirty utensils from the rice field, and then washed the dirty utensils from the rice field, because the mother likes to be clean if there is dirty equipment that accumulates then she will nag at her two daughters, especially at Sifa.
Mom and Dad sitting on the couch unwind after a long day at work.
**Aira
After dad and I got home in the afternoon, I took the initiative to make a cup of hot coffee for dad.
Not as a sycophant, but following my mother's advice that "married women should be smart to those around them'' that's what I'm trying to do so that my relationship with my husband is appreciated and they still love me.
"Aira.." I was a little surprised to see the expression on my father's face that I couldn't describe. I fixed my hijab to cover my stomach more than usual.
"Have you thought about your husband's decision carefully, besides now you are pregnant you better focus on pregnancy and childbirth first, because it is not an easy thing..." dad took a sip of his coffee because his throat was dry for the length of his lecture anyway.
"If you want to move out of this house, then let father prepare it, father silence does not mean do not care about you, do not let him separate you from us.." father looked at me affectionately, as if asking me to remain her obedient daughter.
But I can't father, I'm now someone's wife, with dad whatever happens dad will definitely love me. not with my husband who might leave me if I don't do my duty.
"Dad, mas Anwar just want to keep me and my baby completely father.." suddenly my mouth suddenly dare to refute father, when all this time I did not dare to oppose father.
"Let him come out of this house, if he wants to." suddenly Brother Iyan came saying without sin.
Sifa approached Aira, pity seeing her older sister always being cornered, mother was only able to look at her pity..
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