
That afternoon in the living room... We assemble..
There's me.. My husband's.. Mother.. And.. My pap... We enjoyed a cup of coffee and tea and also a plate of tofu brontak.. Of course Rizki's favorite... Mas Rizki was hesitant to deliver the news... But he sighed and started talking..
"Sir... Ma'am... I have to speak honestly to my father and mother, " said Mas Rizki cut off the words he said.
"She wants to talk... Something is serious" said the father...
I saw Rizki mas with a feeling of deg, an..
I encouraged him by continuing to smile...
"Emmmm is actually right after mom to the same father's house... That's exactly 1 week Difa came home from the hospital ma'am... "
"Well... Why did kog get to the hospital" said the mother and father together..
"Actually Difa is 4 months pregnant and has an accident while going to control... That's what caused her to miscarry ma'am... Sir... Sorry we didn't tell mom and dad... I don't want to make mom and dad worried" said mas Rizki began to cry because he remembered the incident...
"Oh my God... Why are you the same mom and dad... Difa son father and mother... If anything happens how does he... You can give it back, huh!! "Mom's speech was very angry with Rizki
I pity to see Rizki mas her cries broke instantly... I tried to defend him...
"Mom sorry... Please mom understand... Mas Rizki just did not want to make the father and mother worried... I'm gpp anyway... Only our children cannot be saved .. I'm sad too... But this is fate, ma'am... Forgive us... "My words shed tears..
Mom left us to the room... Father calms us...
"Your mother's father was just in shock... Because you're her one2nd daughter... Let me talk to your mother.. You don't have to worry, " said you saw us both and left us.
"Sorry mom, yes, mas. "my words are the same as Rizki.
"Mother is not wrong, dear... It was wrong... I didn't tell your mom and dad.... But you don't disappoint the same decision... "Rizki held both my hands and looked at me...
We hugged each other... And strengthen each other...
"Remove your tears, dear... Let's go for a walk we find a meatballs cak yon near the yuk hut... I miss that meatball, baby... "My father wiped Rizki's tears..
Mas Rizki he's a thousand languages.... Mas Rizki stood up and he went into the room... I approached him too... He took my jacket and his jacket... I'm wearing my jacket.... He also took his wallet...
"Let's go... All of us buy the favorite of mother and father so that he is not angry anymore. "he said.
I give permission first to Dad... Because I don't want to be disturbed...
We go on a bike... Around village...
At first we went to meatballs cak Yon... I bought three servings of meatballs... My husband just shakes his head...
Finish eating meatballs... We went to visit my lek who betrothed me to my husband... We brought by-by sembako and sweet martabak... We talked long enough with my lek...
No feeling adzan magrib reverberated shahdu... We prayed there... After the prayer we went home... I saw my mom and dad waiting for us in the living room...
"Wherever you are I'm worried son.. Nduk"take mom
"Alhamdulillah" says mas Rizki lyrics
"This is Mr. mas Rizki buyin and sweet martabak also meatballs for you" said I
"Dohhh, don't bother... Mom is not good...I'm sorry you guys kog"
We entered the house with a big smile