
On the way there was no talk between them that there was only the sound of horn honking each other. Clara who was sitting in the back suddenly remembered Hilmi and Anya's recent marriage.
Clara still remembers being called by her papa and invited to the wedding. And that was not long ago, his eyes turned to the two old men who were sitting together in front.
Anya's stomach was like it had entered eight months. His mind refused that Hilmi did anything she shouldn't have done before they were officially bound by the promise. Clara grew curious, as long as she was away from Hilmi there were many things she did not know about her.
"You've only been married for a few months but why is Anya's big belly ?". Ask Clara
"Why indeed ?" Hilmi asked firmly
Hilmi slightly disliked Clara's question because it was obvious it was alluding to her.
"It's okay, but Clara's weird"
Anya turned to Hilmi at a glance, her hand was squeezed until sweat. She was afraid that Clara would find out about this because it could be a bullet for her to denounce Anya.
"Claras". Call Hilmi
"Yes"
Clara watched Hilmi from the rearview mirror in front. "Don't have a disgrace, what can you say to others ?"
Clara's forehead shriveled, "Cok is that ? That's privacy, brother".
"You know how to respect other people, right ? Aib himself just do not want in the umbar as well as others you already have things that you should not ask".
"But this is different..."
"JUST THE SAME".
Anya and Clara were shocked at Hilmi's scream, "Please patience". Anya rubbed Hilmi's shoulder to calm down because she was driving.
"You as an educated person don't pantes talk like that, mending find out other people's problems huh ? Not us"
"Ngapain find other people's business there is no work".
Hilmi had been holding back her anger so as not to come out. Because Clara has gone too far. Look even this man is unaware of his words.
"No". Her speech was flat
Hilmi closes the windshield and leaves Clara staring at the two of them.
"That's a damn drama, shit".
Clara ignored the attitude of those who seemed to have been angry. Clara went inside the house but in the living room there was no one. He looked to where his father usually worked. His eyes looked at his father who was sitting in front of his desk.
"Papa". Yells
Clara immediately hugged Dean's body tightly.
"Oh my son, the more beautiful I am".
"Yes dong".
"Where are you going to college there ?".
Clara nodded, "Come with Pah, especially if Clara's nemenin papah there is more sure".
"Can't do it baby, you should have moved here and temenin papa. Papa's lonely there's no you".
"Then anyway". Ejek Clara's.
Dean nodded as if he was lonely. Hilmi's problem is why he didn't just ask his papa, who knows if he knows.
"Well, Clara went to her house bang Hilmi first and there was Anya his wife. You're pregnant, feelings aren't they just married huh ?"
"Really". Dean replied, "It's papa denger Hilmi who married Anya when she was pregnant with someone else's child".
Clara is further confused by her papa's explanation, "What do other people mean ?".
"Don't know papa, anyway the child in Anya's body is not Hilmi's child. Anya married out of wedlock and Hilmi nerima it all".
The more shocked again with this statement made Clara more satisfied. This way there will be things that can make Hilmi stay away from Anya. But why bang Hilmi want to nerima Anya as his wife while he again hum other people's children.