Love of the Past

What's up with tonight?

"Sttt, remember! There is no rejection!"

I pursed my lips. Protest.

My days full of prohibitions from the Word began. Because the Word works more from home than going to the office, he is more free to pay attention to me. He woke up when I felt nauseous in the morning. He was also the one who was busy when I suddenly asked for something unusual. However, she never complained and always looked happy when I troubled and spoiled her.

He regulated everything from the nutritional intake that went into my body to what work I could and could not do.

When he's home, he'll drive me to work and pick me up when it's time to go home. When he has to go to the office, he'll ask one of the drivers to standby, just in case I want something. There were also two bodyguards who followed me wherever I went.

Everything was perfect until I was seven months old.

"Honey, there's Mama in front" whispered Firman as I was doing yoga in the gym.

"Tumben, Mama dateng. What's up?" my many.

"Yes, dong. Time is told to wait," he said.

"Yes Man, yes," I said as I reached out, asking for help to stand up. With my body now, I even had trouble getting up from my seat. This adorable distended stomach is holding me back from acting like I did before.

The Word drew me carefully until I stood straight.

"What is it that Papa is? Gymnastics yes, let it come out easily?" ask her on my fat belly.

I chuckled as a small leg kicked me from the inside in response to her Papa's question.

"She was told to meet Mama, even invited to chat," I protested.

"Before Deck, Papa will just yepa," he kissed my stomach that was printed real under the tank top sport I was wearing.

I immediately changed clothes and rushed to see Mama.

"Hi, Ma" I said as I watched Mama sitting on the side porch enjoying her favorite soursop juice. I kissed her hands with love.

"Hi, honey," he kissed my cheek.

The Word also sat with us.

"Tumben Mama's here, usually Mama's just calling" I said.

"And Mama's busy, Lin. I don't think you know" said Mama.

"Yes I know, Mama is a socialite, successful businessman, wife of the office again," I said still teasing him.

"You're this. Do you know if Mama's here there's a need."

I laugh.

"What's up, Ma?" tanyaku seriously.

"You know about Reynald and Aunt Saras, right?" Mama asked back.

"Yes, you know."

"Mama got their anniversary invitation, but Mama couldn't come. You're the same Word with the invitation, aren't you?" Mom sounds pushy.

I looked towards the Word. Word nodded.

"Kok you didn't say, Man?"

"Because I wasn't intending to go there, Lin, either" he replied honestly. "I want to take you to where the crowds are."

"Tuh, Ma. Word also we will not come," I said.

"Yeah.. Mama is not good with Aunt Saras," said Mama.

"Well, my mom is gone, is Aunt Saras your mom."

"Yes, but Om Reynald is also Firman's partner. Yeah, right, Man?" My mom kept trying to push.

"I kind of mind if I have to take Lintang in a big gini pregnant condition, Ma. But if Latitude doesn't go away, I won't go."

"So how's dong?"

"Yes, it's okay. Let's go, Man. I'm sure I'll be all right. I haven't been out for a long time."

"It's the night, honey."

"No need to wait until it's done. We can go home first. What's important is that we've met with Om Reynald and Aunt Saras" I reasoned.

"Yes, it's up to you."

"So when's the invitation?" my many.

"Tomorrow Sunday night in Jakarta" replied Firman.

"If so, let us go, Ma" I told Mama.

"Is it really okay?" ask Mama.

"Yes, it's really okay."

"If so, this is Mama nitip kadanya, yes," said Mama while handing over a paper bag with the contents of a black box with white ribbon.

"I think Mama is very sure if I want to go, so that Mama has brought her card," I said again. "Why didn't Mom go?"

"Because your father also has an invitation from an important person, Lin."

"Geez," I patted my forehead.

The Word just laughed.

...

"Honey, we don't have to go, yeah," Firman said as I was trying on my dress at our apartment in Jakarta.

"I don't like people thinking you're like this."

"You're ashamed of me like a donut, a gini?" ask me with a sliced heart.

"No, Honey. I don't want anyone else to look at you because you look so beautiful. Your pregnancy makes you more radiant, and ...," the Word stops the sentence.

"And what?"

"You look sexier, honey."

I immediately threw away my face, hiding my blushing face.

"I chose that shirt for you" he continued. "Maybe all men will look at you."

"Word, your jealousy is unwarranted. This what?" I pointed at my big belly.

He pulled me into his lap. I took this stomach with love.

"This is Papa's son" he said, peeping at my stomach.

"So who wants to eat pregnant women like me?"

"So, too, must have been invited."

Suddenly I remembered my conversation with Adi at the airport. What does he want to say, huh? Who ever harmed me and wanted to harm me again?

"I don't care."

"You don't care, but him?"

"And she has Angela," I remember.

"Yes that. If so, we should leave, so we can sneak home again," he said while kissing my cheek. "Down don't be pretty, honey."

I took a long breath. The Word is still jealous of Adi.

"Well, we're leaving" I said a few moments later.

The Word looked at me without blinking. She's got my cheek soft.

"I don't like you this pretty" she murmured. Played the ends of my hair that I had curly.

"Don't start, man. Okay, yuk!" I handed her a maroon suit that matched my dress.

Wearing that suit.

I'm riveted. Word looks so handsome.

"I don't like you this much either" I whispered directly at the end of his ear.

He raised his eyebrows.

"With your looks like a gini, you are more likely to be glimpsed by single girls on the outside there," I said sharply.

"You jealous?"

"Yes that. Inget ya Papa baby, pregnant women are very sensitive. And sometimes mood swings too. So don't try to get away from me. Or choose to sleep on the sofa" I threatened.

"No dong, honey. I must be wherever you are" he said, grabbing my chin and kissing my lips.

"Udah, yuk!" I took a gold handbag that matched the color of my shoes.

"A moment," Word crouched down in front of me.

The bottom of my dress. "Udah I'm guessing. Off!"

"But, Man ...."

"There's no but. We're not just ten minutes in there, Lin. We could be hours. If you wear high heels, your legs and stomach can cramp. Replace this one, "remove the shoes I wear and replace them with kitten heels.

"Not matching the same bag," I lamented, hoping the Word changed its mind.

Without saying, Firman went to the closet where I used to display my bag. The choice of a small clutch in black with a crystal decoration.

"Now it's matching."

It's hard to have a husband as overprotective as Firman.

Once we reached the building where the invitation took place, Mr. Anto immediately opened the car door. The Word helped me who kept holding my belly.

Some people had already greeted us as soon as we set foot into the building. Most are Firman's colleagues and socialites Mama's friends. We warmly reply to them.

I continued to hold the Word, in addition to making it easier when I needed something, also to avoid the gazes of young women who looked at him with seductive gazes.

Suddenly the Word stopped its steps. I also stopped my steps.

"Why, Honey?" my many.

The word is silent. His eyes were in one direction. Setiadi. True to the word, he was also invited.

"Udah, yuk," I don't really care about Setiadi's presence.

I don't want the Word to be jealous anymore. Even though our last meeting still left a question.

We started looking for the owner of the show. Just a few steps, I stopped my steps again. The word is like that too. In front of us, Hendy was chatting with the host, Om Reynald.

Oh my God, what's up with tonight?