MY WIFE MAFIA

CHAPTER 59

"Oh! it means this is Mujab, Viska's fiancee" I'm implying, I'm Salami Visca's parents. Then it turned to Mujab who showed me a cold face.

I sat in front of Mujab.

"Why did you want to? fall down?" I asked Mujab to pretend not to know. On Mujab's face there are still bruised scars from the violence of Viska and her friends.

"Yes nak Pras, he had an accident and this is Viska's fiance" said Mr. Dullah, answering my question.

"Hm, where did you end up with Viska?" mujab's question intimidates me. I just smiled casually.

"Having become a superhero for Viska" I joke, I also stare intently at Mujab. Seeing the situation that was heating up, Mr. Dullah mediated.

"Eh son of Mujab, you go back for a moment to help your mother make tea" ordered the father, Mujab lazily stood up and went after his mother Viska in the kitchen. There was only me and Viska and Father in the living room.

"Where were you guys from?" ask Mr. Dullah instead of interrogating us.

"Sorry sir, I drove Viska from the hospital, because of a sudden stomachache. And Viska said at home there was no one to ask for help to deliver it" I explained what it was to Mr. Dullah. And Mr. Dullah is just a small beard. Kulirik Viska just silently lowered her head.

"Oh yes already if that's what Pras is, kirain go for a walk" replied Mr. Dullah with a small laugh.

"Yes yes sir, I beg you to say goodbye because it was already afternoon" considering the atmosphere was not supportive, I finally decided to go home. Than there will be a war.

"Oya nak Pras, thank you, have delivered Viska" I Salami Pak Dullah, and say goodbye to Viska. Viska looked at me full of haru, wanting to hug me but not continue because of the impossible circumstances.

"sorry baby" whispered Viska to deliver me to the front door.

"Nothing, baby, don't forget the medicine to drink regularly" I replied, Viska just nodded her head, and looked at me until I was out of sight.

Arriving home I was greeted with joy by my son Ghibran.

"Horee dad's home" he exclaimed, running to pick me up in the yard.

"Ghibran has taken a shower yet" I said as I crouched down, and kissed her cheek.

"well" she replied, anxious, I took her and I invited her into the house, I saw Fatimah was busy folding children's clothes on the mat.

"just got home in the afternoon, where are you?" ketus tanyanya.

"work dong dik" I replied lazily, because I was tired of the whole day muter-muter.

"Where is this?" ask me to shift the topic of Fatimah's conversation.

"Sleeping mas" he replied indifferently, and continued his activities folding children's clothes.

"How late in the afternoon in bedin dik, have you had a bath yet?"

"i'm already, if not sleeping, I can not hold the work of mas, because lately Aini a bit fussy" he explained.

"It hurts?" ask me while squinting my eyes.

"I don't think so, just a little fussy. I don't know why" said Fatimah. I took off my work clothes in the room, then sat down in the living room chair.

"Bikinin coffee dik, so for this"

"the coffee runs out. don't buy it first, ask for the money mas" Fatimah got out of her place and approached me for money, after not loving the money, she walked out with Ghibran to buy coffee in the shop next door.

"Ahh, it feels so tired. After going with Ningsih continued to nganter Viska to the hospital" I complained a little, the body feels stiff all. Although tired, but there is satisfaction of its own.

"What's that?" ask me to smile, while teasingly trying to reach the snacks he holds.

"jajanan yah, bukain, bukain" he asked spoiled.

"Dad ask for one, is this one?" god again.

"No, no want. It was for sister" she replied while hiding the snacks behind her back. I just laughed at Ghibran's behavior which was very nervous.

"Ni coffee mas" Fatimah put the coffee on the table, then sat down next to me.

"Mas"

"yes dik" I grabbed my coffee and I blew a bang because it was still hot.

"I haven't arrived in the month yet" I'm Fatimah, a little panicked.

"What do you usually do?" I'm back to asking.

"Or don't I get pregnant again"

Glekk! until I choked on coffee, I looked at Fatimah carefully.

"What Pregnant? where could you be, brother?" I tried to shake off the misgivings that haunted me. How not, my two children are small, the family economy is also no change. If Fatimah gets pregnant again, I can't think about it.

"I'm also afraid that, Aini is only 4 months old, she will have a sister, I'm ashamed" said Fatimah.

"Try tomorrow we go check on the midwife"

"yes tomorrow, anterin yes"

"yes dik" again I tried to enjoy coffee casually, but my mind floated somewhere. For sure, I'm not ready to have a third child. Besides the economic reasons that are still unstable, I'm afraid I can't keep everything. It must be very troublesome later. In addition, how am I related to Viska if I know Fatimah is pregnant with a third child? wow, that's gonna be a mess. I smoked my cigarette irregularly, because my mind was riled and confused. It is better to wait until tomorrow, after checking from the midwife and there is certainty.

"yes you have continued to do you mas, I did not continue my work" Fatimah went to the back to continue folding the clothes of the children who were still hanging in the back. I grab my phone and I type something, and then I send a message to Viska.

- how did your fiancee react earlier beb, after I came home?-

I wait for a reply from Viska, but I never get a reply.

"Ah maybe they are still busy together again making out, or maybe they are fighting a scene" I can only saturate, and moaned to go back to take a shower.

The next morning, I and Fatimah packed up to the midwife to go check. Ghibran I raised in front with a standing position, and Aini was in Fatimah's arms. Slowly to polindes, the distance from home to the clinic in the village is only 5 minutes away. Arriving at Polindes there are already some people who are waiting for the queue to check also in the village midwife. When the name Fatimah was mentioned, we immediately entered the Midwife's room, graciously the midwife greeted me.

"Good morning Mr Pras, can anyone help? what complaints and who wants to be checked?" he said with a friendly smile, because he was the village midwife, so the same I was familiar too. We often communicate about public health in the village, or just exchange information about activities that are the scope of Public health.

"Just want to check on my wife, Mom, she said that she has not been there for months, afraid she is pregnant again" said I with a shy smile.

"Lha has not been injected by KB Bu? mom's coming to KB, right?" said the midwife to my wife politely.

"Yes Bu joined KB, but last month forgot to go injecting, because he was busy taking care of the little guy" Fatimah looking for an excuse, but he was lazy, and was afraid if he had to be asked to inject KB.

"severa ya ma'am, no blood pressure mother first, we ran the test using tespack" said Bu midwife. I feel my mind is not good, I feel something that will happen and already know what the result will be like.

continue to support my work and do not forget to follow yes brother, thanks.