Naura Keyra

got pregnant?

Naura Keyra

Is that the best definition according to Shahila? Best head! If the former is the best, then what kind of shape?

You know, I'm dizzy.

I glanced at Ani who was still standing staring at Shahila who had just left with haughty steps. I cleared my throat, diverting his attention.

Ani immediately regained her senses and sat down in front of me. "Bak, Mr Rafka is divorced, is it the same?"

"Not yet."

"But said Mas Erosion, they were separated. Don't you want to turn your ex around?"

I'm swinging indifferently. "Somewhat."

"Oh, turn it around with Rafka! Let the Erotion Be the same as me."

"Well, I don't have any relationship with Erosion. Take it, An, he's a single guy."

"Seriously Sissy? But last night Mas Erosi said he was married to Miss Keyra. My heartache Ma'am," said he with a face melas.

"That's semalem, An. Gaada knows what will happen. The erosion doesn't fit me. He's too kind and, uh, leaning."

Ani nodded in understanding. "Mr.. Honestly-i.."

"What?"

"I'm not preoccupied, Ma'am" said he made me look at him flat.

"Well, should I say WOW?"

"Ih Ma'am Keyra! Ani's serious again!"

"I'm serious Ani too! It is only natural that you are as old as you are not prawan. "

"Mom! Ani and Miss Keyra are old there!" His words did not accept.

"Who said my youth is? My son is one, An. So what's the matter if you broke a prawan?"

Ani bit her fingers until I knew she was nervous. Her eyes were closed for quite a long time, "It's afraid of getting pregnant with her son Mas Erosion."

"Yes just a belom of course ha- PREGNANT EROSION CHILD?"

He nodded timidly. I who realized my voice was excessive glanced around and lowered my head many times while apologizing.

Ani then tells the beginning of why he and Erosion together until he broke the preman. I glared in disbelief hearing his explanation.

"He's your mom and p*rkosa?" I asked her and took Ani out of the cafe after paying for my order. Didn't think I, cover Erosion fine man, but the original bastard too.

"Yes, you could say that. I'm just glad I took-"

"Dam!" Snapping me hard. I know we're both not that close until I dare to judge him. However, Ani's mind was too narrow and I'm sure anyone who heard her story, would be made to rise in blood. "Come on Erosion, get him some responsibility."

"But--"

"So she won't, cut her throat, let it slip!" My grumbling.

"Well but Ma'am where the hell I-"

"Must have heart! Do you love Erosy? Love can drill, but don't be stupid!"

"Mak Keyra is not stiff so say 'me you?' I'm talking to this office."

I rolled my eyes. You know he's shifting the subject. "Put Erosion for responsibility."

"Anu Ma'am. If Bu Shahila said, Mbak Keyra should stay away from Tio with Mas Robby, who must be Mbak faruin's twin brother I Mbak. Ane." Ani said again to divert the conversation.

I silently digested her words.

Ane?

What happened to Robby, Tio and Ane? Why did Ani and Shahila tell me to stay away from them? Obviously I never looked for trouble with anyone. Uh! Except for Tio, that Tio. I remember the behavior of the evil boy who was not in fact a child of Afka.

He's the one who made my son's face pretty devastated by his psycho soul. And the staff of the teachers must have punished him for injuring Milan in the school area.

Then what is my problem with them?

Not long after, Ani pamit came home leaving me alone. From his guts, I'm sure he won't tell you about his hot night with a drunken Erosion.

"Auntie's home." The voice shifted my attention.

I looked out my car glass. There's Milan there standing in a rather disheveled uniform. "Well, how come you're here? Asau Aunty at this hour is time for rest."

"Milan truant, want to go home with Auntie."

"You're in again, aren't you? Kasian dong Daniel's time with his nika you stay."

Instead of complying, the boy got into the car and sat next to me. I frowned in realizing his pale face.

"Before, Milan."

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The nausea that I felt made my first move to the living room, immediately turning to the bathroom. Crazy, lately I've always felt dizzy and nauseous. Did my stomach and cluster disease recur?

I walked up to Milan who was watching television alone. Arriving there, I immediately clutched the tiny body with a dear. "Auntie why?"

"Father. Just want to hug Milan aja," I said while stealing a kiss on his forehead. "You've done the math?"

Milan shook his head, "His job is to do the day after tomorrow, Auntie. There's still time" he said, making me chuckle. "Tante's face shoots that rich shit on that TV." I looked up at the television screen featuring the horror series. "Doctor only Tan, let diobatin the same doctor."

"Tumben's chatty," I chuckled in silence. I rubbed his fine black mane, resembling someone's hair. "As long as there is time, you work, baby. Ntar forgetfulness, the teacher is angry.."

Milan nodded. "Tante come on doctor! If aunty is really sick, who is taking care of Milan?"

"Help Milan aja Aunty already healed, really."

"Emang Milan medicine huh?" Ask in a tone that sounds plain. I smiled while nodding strongly. "Yes. So if Milan's sick, Auntie's sick too, baby. Don't you get sick?"

"Eumm, okay."

While he was watching the screen in front of us, I circulated a look for the whereabouts of the inhabitants of this house. "You're not making any more noise, are you Nika?"

"I never make a fuss, Auntie. The storm was Nika same Tifa. They're noiseless can't be brake!"

I understand. Tiffany and Kannika are often disruptive to Milan activities that do not like to be disturbed. And they will always fuss with the bars trying to attract the attention of Milan who sometimes stiff like dry canoebo.11 12 is the same Daniel, son of Mark.

"Tante, Papa didn't come today?"

I looked down at Milan who asked. Tumben once he inquired about the coming of his Papa. I remember, every time Afka came to this house, Milan would always refuse and choose to avoid the Papa.

Indeed, almost a full month Afka will always come to the house End to meet Milan under the pretext of kangen. His arrival was only welcomed by Tiffany. While others chose to be indifferent and pretended not to see Afka.

And today, for the first time, Afka didn't come to this house. Does Milan miss his Papa?

"I miss Papa, Auntie.." Tweet slowly.

"Papa's kangen, hm?"

Milan gasped, and so did I. We looked at Afka who was standing at the main door with a paper bag in her hand. Afka gave a small smile approaching me and Milan who were still sitting.

Putting his luggage on the table, Afka looked at me and Milan seriously.

"Dinner's outside, will you?"

"Emm," Milan seemed hesitant as he turned his head towards me asking for approval. I nodded slowly too. "Milan wants!" Directly calls.

Afka grabbed her paper bag while giving the contents of the paper bag to Milan. There are two white sweaters that read the same 'fam' worn by Afka. I refused to wear it when Milan thrust the sweater at me.

"Tante, it's cold outside, let's put it on!"

"Aunty wear a jacket-"

"The package was washed by Aunt yesterday."

I can only wear that sweater.

****

I stared at Milan's radiant-looking face from the moment we were in the bustling night market. Afka had planned to take us to a restaurant but Milan immediately refused and asked Afka to drive his car to the night market.

A few days ago Milan took me to this place. My son who was usually silent is now often babbling and looks excited to walk around.

Unknowingly, 2 hours already the three of us were in the market tonight. A drop of water that fell on my cheek managed to make me immediately pull Milan's hand and run towards the parked Afka car. I know, Milan is cold and now it's getting raining all of a sudden.

"Thank God you don't get tested, baby."

"Thank you Auntie, now I'm sleepy."

I pulled Milan into my arms and stroked her mane until a fine snoring came out through her lips. The sound of the door opening diverted my attention. There, Afka was drying her wet hair due to rain with a small towel in her hand.

"Now" he thrust a plastic at me. "From that moment I saw, you keep these sausage lyrics." Then my gaze fell on the doraemon doll he was holding. I smiled faintly.

"Thank you." I said without taking his gift. I'm afraid that the little moves I made could wake Milan up. "Taro there, I'll eat."

Afka did not budge, he even thrust the sausage right in front of my mouth. I who was starving immediately opened my mouth and accepted his bribe.

"Last Af. Don't be gini anymore." Please do not give attention, Afka ogeb!

"Yes. Last one without ties. Tomorrow I'm applying for you. Do I need to get married?"

I sighed violently while hugging Milan tighter when I felt my son groaned because his sleep was disturbed. "Go home, Af."

"You fell asleep, Ra. Beside you are my jacket, wear it if you're cold."

The jacket he was referring to then put it on Milan's body so that his body was warmer. "Still," I murmured softly.