Mother to My Son

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Maura could not escape from Hasna, when he saw Hasna in the car he immediately cried for her to be carried. Reza immediately forbade Hasna to carry.

“Maura in her cradle with Papi, Buna now should not carry Maura anymore” Hasna directly pinched Reza's back. The one pinched just grimaced and stared confusedly. Maura was still crying

“Buna again abdominal pain so can not carry Maura, yesterday in Japan mostly eat wasabi” Hasna style abdominal pain. Maura who was still hugging Hasna's legs looked towards the stomach.

“Buna takit pelutannya? Banak eat?” he held onto Hasna's stomach which started to stand out because of the baby. Hasna smiled “iya ate a lot of fish, ongiri, sashimi..hmmm enaak” Maura frowned.

“Mola wants to eat onigili.mola lapel” Hasna laughs instantly,.

“Buna makes yaah” while holding Maura into the house.

“Buna wears the same rich hood Kaka Ujan to the shekolah, Mola juda would wear the veil to the same bial shekolah shuemuyah” Maura looked at Hasna with admiration, “can we see later that Maura uses a veil similar to who yaa” both fun to take off longing.

Reza looked at the three who were busy chatting at the dining table, all this time he did not realize that the scenery in front of him was a precious sight, he is too busy with work in the office so often spend time with family. Mbak Jumi looked round while unceasingly smiling, he was happy with Hasna's return.

“Serah ih Buna forgot not to open the veil from earlier” Hasna directly opened the veil, and Maura immediately screamed. “Buna cut her hair so dec” Reza immediately turned her head she snapped Hasna cut her shoulder-length hair into a short bob cut with long bangs.

“Taraaa” Hasna is stylish like a photo of a model with a wiggle and flick her hair.

“Daebaaak... I always want a short haircut but fear not suitable in the face I” Rain did not see Hasna haircut when changing clothes because of wearing a veil interior.

“Buna often feels sultry so her hair is shortened. How to fit?” Hasna raised her eyebrows up while looking at Rain and Maura.

“Syoocok.. Buna looks tantik” for Maura, Hasna always looks beautiful. The rain looked at Hasna carefully. “Buna looks like a rich college boy.. don't look rich pregnant woman” Hasna directly glared at Rain she has not prepared Maura to accept her pregnancy. Several times Maura rejected the idea of having a baby sister, she just wanted to have Hasna for herself.Fortunately Maura still does not pay attention to the words of Rain, she is busy choosing foods made by Hasna.

“Maura.. Buna has a lot of gifts for Maura” Hasna immediately smiled happily, he had been shadowing open souvenirs with children. “Mahu-mahuuu.. Brother Ujan said that Buna would buy Hello Kitty, dolaemon, pololo, pokemon ehmmm....ehmmmm” Maura seemed to try to remember all the gifts he wanted to get.

And that afternoon the three were engrossed in enjoying togetherness by commenting on the souvenirs that Hasna brought.

“Ticknya Mola children can love together?” Maura noticed the sticker Hasna had brought. “Boleh intentionally Buna buy a lot so Maura can give memen-temen” he was immediately busy choosing the stickers he liked and which one for his friend “ this buwat Molin, this is buwat syeli, this buwat azzka, this is, this is .. uh this is Mola's book.. Mola shuka... this is also Mola shuka” Hasna smiled looking at the expression of Maura who has difficulty choosing.

“Gift to Papi where?” tanya Rain, Maura immediately looked at Hasna “Iya Papi belom given gifts.. Papi said later if Buna returned home children bring his gifts” Hasna immediately stunned, between the feeling of prestige and resentment towards Reza is still united to him. “Papi not bought a gift, Papinya already big” replied Hasna short. Reza just stared and smiled he didn't expect much Hasna remembered buying him something.

Maura looked stunned she then looked at the sticker she had and immediately ran towards Reza. “Papii.. Mola kasih tikel…. Later can stick at the Papi” hp see Maura's attitude, Hasna finally gave up, her sense of regret at Reza immediately melted see how dear Maura to Reza, and the, he did not want to set a bad example for his children.

He opened the suitcase and removed a large cloth bag. Given it to the Rain, “give the same Papi.. This gift for Papi” Rain immediately smiled grabbed the cloth bag and carried it to the sofa.

“Cieee Papi can gift too.. Pantesan from just waiting on the sofa already feeling can be a good gift kanya” Hasna immediately pretended to clean up the souvenirs and take for Mbak Jumi. “Buna gave a gift to Mba Jum” he immediately went missing to the kitchen, not wanting to see Reza's expression while receiving souvenirs from him. Reza just looked at Hasna and looked at the thing in her hand. This is not a t-shirt as people used to buy as a souvenir.

Apparently bag.. Middle size sling bags that can enter the tab and some other small items, bags made from Japan are different, Japanese men like to wear bags that tend to look feminine for the size of Indonesians, this bag is black still looks masculine. Reza smiled not because he saw Hasna's item look good and cool but because he was glad his wife still remembered buying something for him even though he hated it.

“Thank you... I love the bag... nice cool” Reza said as Hasna walked into the dining room. Hasna did not answer she pretended not to hear, busy cleaning the dining table. “Today you have not drunk milk” continued Reza, Hasna immediately glanced at him until she forgot to drink milk. “Buna wants to drink syusyu. there is milk Mola” Maura directly bring the milk can on Hasna.  Hasna smiled, “Iya later ..this is milk for Maura not for Buna.. Buna does not like vanilla milk.

That night Hasna told a lot about her activities during her time in Japan to Maura and Rain, they in the room enjoyed quality time together. Although only two weeks apart but so many stories to tell, until finally almost 10 pm Maura can only fall asleep in the arms of Hasna.

Hasna approached Rain who was still listening to the song on her earphones and then whispered.

“Kaka... Buna wants to go home to the apartment, tomorrow morning Buna has come back here to prepare you, Buna's clothes had forgotten not been brought” Hasna rubbed Rain who looked at him with a sad look. “But tomorrow morning Buna go home yah?” lirih. Hasna nodded with an optimistic smile and raised a thumb. He hugged the lightning boy with warmth and kissed his cheek in full. “You are already big again ihhh feeling yesterday is still a fierce child... now so the child melow” Rain directly encourages Hasna,”it's home later in the night again”

Hasna slowly descended from the stairs, the middle room looks quiet he did not see Reza there, when considering to leave and knock Reza's room suddenly the door of his study open.

“Where are you?” reza asked quickly when he saw Hasna had already slipped the bag on his shoulder. “Back..I've said I can't sleep here” Hasna who initially lowered her head and then looked at Reza firmly “I came home first tomorrow after dawn I came straight here” he said while thrusting his hands together. Reza looked at Hasna with a frown “this woman is really hard on her stance” thought.

“Don't bother, it's already night, I can go home using cab” Hasna stand and directly detained by Reza “ really stubborn” murmured. “Sitting I said” Reza instantly turned towards the study but then she turned around again and pulled Hasna's hand into the study. “I can't believe you can suddenly run” Hasna pulled into the workspace, Reza apparently worried Hasna left as she walked into the room to carry the keys and jacket.

“Apaan anyway.”Hasna can only frown, she should not fight physical strength with her husband if in this condition, she said, he knew that he had mistakenly chosen to go home to the apartment but the feeling of tightness when he was in this house felt again ambush him when the children were asleep. There appears a feeling of loneliness only to be complementary not as the owner of this large house. He just lowered his head, Reza sighed to see Hasna who was forced to follow him into the room while looking down.

“I'm just worried that you suddenly go missing again, I can't lose you again. Wait a minute just take the jacket,” Reza took the jacket hanging and put the key and wallet and tab into the bag that Hasna bought. “I love your gift bag, it's perfect for me” he said while muttering Hasna's hand and taking her out.

“If Mas Reza nganterin me how later if Maura wakes up and looking for” Hasna look into the upper room he worries Maura wakes up. “There was a rain, he was the one who told you that you would go” replied Reza short. Hasna was stunned apparently the lightning boy was very worried about her and immediately told Reza.

Hasna felt guilty along the way she could see that Reza was trying to endure the drowsiness, by rubbing her face many times while yawning. The feeling was increasingly agonizing when he saw Reza's face that looked tangled and messy, only now he realized that Reza did not take care of him. No longer looks like a handsome and climsy man now his mind becomes claustrophobic how he becomes a selfish woman who only thinks about himself. Her tears started to flow and finally exploded.

“Ahwaa...hhhhha...hwaaa Hasna cried by covering her face with her hands, she cried sobbing. Reza was immediately startled, during the trip they did not speak at all. In her mind she was afraid Hasna was angry because she forced her way home to the apartment. “Ehhhh...ehh...why crying, I'm just worried that you're coming home all night.. Later if on the road there is nothing” Reza looks confused between driving and seeing his wife.

“Sorry...hwaaa..sorry....I also don't want to be like this....hwaaa....” Hasna kept crying. He saw that he knew that what he was doing was wrong, following the ego of the heart leaving the house and the children just for the sake of self-comfort.

“But I can not be diem at home..hwaaa.. if it is quiet I like to feel that I am just a complement there...I don't want to feel like that. aghaaaaa haaaa..” Hasna kept crying. When he was going home earlier, he tried to strengthen himself so that he could behave normally, but it turns out that when the children fell asleep he felt a sense of loneliness again.

“Aaaku..I feel scared.I feel not calm rich akhu. I tried to do what I could…. But akuuu did not feel barrtiiiiii.akuuu tuhh salaah whatahwaaaaa. The quarrel with Reza that ended with Hasna shutting herself down for days in the room left trauma in Hasna's mind.

Reza clenched his hands on the steering wheel, his feelings instantly frozen, all his words comparing Hasna to Mitha left his wife deeply hurt. He did not expect that to that extent he had hurt the woman he married for giving happiness to his children and in the end made himself bound and unknowingly tired of his goodness and beauty.

The stop of the vehicle on the side of the road in the shopping area that has begun to close, he saw his wife who was still crying while covering her face, trying to grab Hasna's shoulder to pull and hug her but she hesitates fearing Hasna refuses and then gets angry.

“I..I'm sorry.. I just want to feel calm...I just look at the baby in my stomach..I cried too long yesterday… so let me stay first in the apartment.. Until I feel better.” Hasna rubbed her face full of tears, her veil was a mess of her nose red and watery. Reza could not stand his wife and was pulled in his arms.

“You don't have to apologize, I must apologize… until my whole life I apologize even I will never be able to get an apology from kamuu” Reza sobbed... “You should get a better man… instead of giving a burden on you continue to insult you with stupid words”

“Don't leave me again Rara..please I ask not to leave me...I'm willing to apologize for my entire life..but don't leave me, I can't live without you” Reza hugged Hasna tightly, she said, ever since he saw his wife, the first thing he wanted to do was hug her.

“You want to go anywhere, I will deliver but do not let me not see you for a day. You want to sleep in the apartment or wherever you can, but I have to deliver….I don't want to lose you again” Reza cupped Hasna's face with both hands her tears flowed seeing the sadness in his wife's eyes.

Hasna nodded weakly, today was a day that felt very long for her, she had not expected to meet Reza and the children. Not preparing her mind to meet them. Suddenly he felt something strange about his stomach..

“Ehhh...” he said while holding his stomach. Reza instantly jerked “why hurts again” he released his grip on Hasna's face.

“This is how rich there are rich moves there is aiiir in the stomach.glubuk glubuh...srekks” rub snot on his nose with his sleeves. Reza just shook his head at his wife's throat. Tissue was taken and wiped tears were still standing on the cheeks and rubbed the nose.

“You later if the baby is born do not get used to shrinking snot with a sleeve” then he holds Hasna's stomach, does not feel anything. “Still small has not felt the movement if from outside” he said while moving his hands on several sides of Hasna's stomach. “Udahhh ihhh don't hold-hold ameliii..” Hasna immediately pouted moving Reza's hand.

“Heheheh time aja motion here” Reza tried to reason while scratching scratching his head that does not itch. “Usap it snot .. I don't want to suck snot others geuleuhh.” said Hasna while pushing tissue in front of Reza who immediately smiled happily. “That moved earlier left or right side yah?” he said as he wiped the tears on his face and stared fixedly at Hasna's stomach. Hasna pointed to the right side of the stomach while pouting “which is here right... right Samsul... the left of Udin” Reza immediately went wide.

“Sa..samsul..Udin... whose name is it?” Reza…

”Call the baby to be easy.. Samsul... Udin” said Hasna relaxed while showing the position of the abdomen on the right and left sides. Reza immediately glared.

“If you give a good name kasian if given the name Samsul and Udin ..that's the old name” Reza does not accept his son named without sepengatahuannya.

“Later after birth is given a good name, now to make it easier for nicknames in the stomach ..right Samsul..left Udin” said Hasna Keukeuh. “Mumpung is still gritted, I'm entitled to give you name”

Reza could only look resignedly.all his sadness was gone by the confusion of Samsul and Udin. for the next 6 months he had to hear the name often.