
I still look at her after goal, I know she's still in doubt, everything she's doing right now is just because of me, or maybe this baby.
Seeing me being silent made him put me back on his chest after deactivating his phone.
We drift in each other's minds.
“According to you, is he male or female?” Suddenly asked.
“Ha?”
“This, do you think he's male or female?” ask again while rubbing my stomach.
Oh that.
“I don't know” he nodded, then got up and leaned his lips towards my stomach giving a light peck there.
A moment later his head looked up at me, “You want to know how Mas feels about our son?” that amused and hypnotic gaze made only a nod that became my answer.
“Feeling Mas said, he's a male” he replied and then buried his face in my stomach again.
My hands stretched out to rub her hair which was somehow thicker than before.
“If she's a girl?” my question made him look back at me and smile.
“Of course you should be wary of it” my forehead frowning.
“Because it will replace your position in my heart, I hope you can accept that huh?” he added with a mischievous tone, and a blink of an eye at the end.
“But it does not change the portion of love Mas same you kok Nay, do not worry” godnya again, I rise up to leave him, make him laugh seeing my departure wrong behavior.
Furthermore, our activities are only filled with joint activities that lately almost never happened.
Like cooking and then having lunch together, our cheerful laughter was seething, as if forgetting the unpleasant atmosphere that had occurred between us.
“Let's go to Nay”'s room I turned to her who had pulled me towards the room.
“You want to take a gini lunch to the room?” I asked to stop his steps.
“Really you don't know?” i'm shaken.
“Kira what do married couples do in the room in a cloudy feel like this?” instead of answering I looked out the window, sure enough, the sky had darkened like it was ready to spill rain.
I smiled happily, I loved the rain.
My hands are rocked, Mas Panji the culprit, “I told you not to make you play with the rain this time Naya” said.
“Yah Mas, this time only, yes yes yes?” he shook his head firmly, my face suddenly moody.
The sound of splashing water out there made me look back sadly, I had not played in the rain for a long time.
My hope was dashed again when he just looked at me flatly, it was raining down heavily there.
I looked down sad, as Mas Panji pulled my hand back.
Chilly.
Apparently he pulled me out.
The cold rain water tickled my skin, making the originally sad me carefree.
“Happy?” her wet tan with her hands still holding mine.
“Banget! Thanks Mas?!” he's nodding.
He let go of the grasp and walked to the end of the garden, took out a water hose and started spraying it on me.
I try to avoid, he's chasing me, the rain this time feels more festive than the previous rains.
I ventured forward towards him, grabbed the water hose, and pointed it upwards,
The body that was initially wet was getting wet because of the water hose, we laughed at our behavior that was like a boy scrambling to play water.
When she let her guard down, I managed to snatch her, and retaliated by spraying the water on her, she ran and dodged.
“Hahaha udah Nay, mercy”
“Gak will! It's called retali” I replied the more I chased after him.
We chased each other in the rain.
Jeddah!
“Aaaaahhhhhh” I crouched while covering my ears, the only thing I hate when it rains is only lightning.
“Naya, are you okay?” mas Panji's voice made me close my body to him, I was afraid.
Jeddaaarrrr!
“I'm afraid of Mas”
“Quiet, Mas here Naya, do not be afraid ya” by keeping my eyes closed I nodded in his arms.
When no longer feeling the speck of rain that greeted my body, I opened my eyes slowly, Mas Panji cradled towards the living room sofa, our bodies were just as wet, he said, he put me down carefully then crouched down in front of me.
“Now you know why you can't play rain?”
“I'm just afraid of lightning Mas, no more”
“The driver is dangerous Naya”
I-i know. But is that just why I always shouldn't play in the rain? Not all the rain coincided with the terrifying lightning like that.
“Aisssh you are, I want to be spoiled in your same room, why can you even play rain anyway?!” unfortunately, it made me look at him funny.
Her cold, quivering cry clasped my hands gently, I immediately looked at her face that turned pale.
Lothawat!
I forgot she couldn't play in the rain and just recovered from illness.
With a thousand steps I headed for the bathroom.
“Hey where are you going?!” his yell.
“Nyiapin hot water for you to shower!” my screams don't lose fast.
“Don't run Naya!” I didn't care for the warning, I had to hurry or the man would get sick again because of the rain.
***
I stood looking at the rain that still faithfully flushed the earth, this night grew colder because of it.
Mas Panji was already asleep after taking a shower and having dinner with me, sure enough, his body was already getting warm.
Fortunately it was not severe because the owner could still walk and even tease me.
I turned to look at the sleeping man, my husband, the father of my son.
I'm proud to say that, at least I've made peace with the matter.
A problem that almost drove me away from her, and, omitted something precious that grew in my womb.
Drrrrttt drrrrtt
That vibration again, Mas Panji's phone.
I was moved to pick it up, until I finally saw the caller, still the same as this morning.
Winantii.
Why would he call my husband on nights like this.
The call was interrupted when I didn't pick it up.
My eyes widened when I saw the number of missed calls from Winanti on the flat object screen.
53 Unanswered calls, Winanti.
Does he have no other job but to disturb my husband?!
“Tolong” that shrill scream diverted my attention, Mas Panji, he was delirious.
I gradually approached and rubbed his face, hoping he could wake up from that nightmare.
His forehead is getting wrinkled, his sweat is popping, even though the air tonight is cold.
“Please?! Don't, don't stay with me” it's a little harder than before.
“Mas wake up, you why?”
His head moved restlessly to the right and left, “Don't, don't stay in me”
I continue my efforts to wake him up.
“Do not, KINANTI!!” his screams were waking up suddenly, with red eyes and a gasp of breath.
Kinanti again.
I distanced myself while looking at him pusar, apparently my pride had faded instantly, not only Winanti who became his escape.
But I am too.
TB