Pregnant Without Husband

59. Oops, sorry

On the way home, Abrisam was very enthusiastic about telling stories. He recounted all the events he experienced while in Riyadh on his twin.

Abigail was just a mangosteen responding to Abrisam's story about Rosa. He could already guess, if his twin had indeed fallen in love with the young mother.

Although it is quite short and silly, but that is what happened. Love does not look at the fur.

'It's lucky Sam. Buy 1 get 2. Can marry a beautiful widow and have adorable children.' Inner Abigail.

While he, loving a woman alone, has not been able to express his feelings before others. Although so many women teased her, only Lidya was able to knock on the door of her heart.

'Apes once my fate.' his mind again said.

"Oh yeah, you didn't go there to find information about both of our biological parents. Why talk about women? Did you intentionally heat up my manation? Because I don't have a partner?"

Abrisam chuckled with his twin.

"Ups, sorry. I didn't mean to heat you up. I'm just telling you the truth. Getting married is good. Especially with women who are far below us."

"Good boy, indeed your weapon has managed to enter the sacred cave of his."

Abrisam instantly fell silent because of his brother's question.

"Yes not yet." he replied with a grunt annoyed.

And this time it was Abigail's turn to laugh at him.

"That's the same thing. Marriage is the point. Uh but, better not first. Kasian Rosa, she's 17. The reproductive organs are not perfect. Hold back your desire to do so."

Abrisam mangosteen heard the explanation of its twin, although in fact it also can not stand. Moreover, his eyes had repeatedly caught the precious object belonging to the woman repeatedly, so it was always imagined in his head.

He exhaled, then changed the topic of his parents.

Abrisam tells about the attitude and nature of his two excellent parents. Virtuous manners, devout religion and very affectionate to his partner.

Abrisam also expressed his curiosity why until Oma's heart hid a real fact.

While Abigail to shed tears when she realized the truth. His parents are indeed still alive, have not died as said oma.

In his deepest heart, of course, he wants to meet his parents immediately. Looking at her face, her smile, feeling her affection and many more dreams are dancing on her head when one day can meet her parents.

A million questions gathered filled his mind space. Why Oma Sekar had the heart to lie to his two grandchildren.

"We have to find out what Oma Sam is hiding" Abigail said.

"I'm like you think. But how is it going?"

"Did Oma suspect me because I was there a long time?"

"Looks not. But, I can't be sure either." Abigail pressed her shoulders.

"It's important we keep pretending we don't know anything. Until we can find the real facts."

Abrisam mangosteen agreed with the words of his twin brother.

Finally, they arrived at the magnificent house of Oma Sekar. Both of them did not get out of the car, but his mind wandered about their past.

It used to be the pride of the twins when playing with his friends. Because only their house is the largest and most magnificent as complex.

Every food they eat should be completely sterile. Both are also not allowed to eat snacks carelessly. If caught, then Oma will punish him.

Oma also does not hesitate to punish both of them when playing dirty dirt, especially with underprivileged citizens.

For Oma, his family and descendants must choose the right association, which is to associate with people who are similar to them.

And at the moment when the two received punishment from his omanya that, made them aware. That, a magnificent house with all the facilities are very complete, does not guarantee one's happiness.

Both are like living in a golden cage. Luxury that is seen from the outside looks attractive, but in fact it is not.

Both are now no longer proud of luxury homes and all the facilities and goods branded to others. Because they know the consequences of not having friends.

Therefore, both of them are silent to establish friendship with people around them well. And it just makes their spirit of life grow, and feel colorful.

Geck...Geck...Tok

Suddenly the two were startled by the sound of a knock on the car window. They looked at the origin of the sound.

"Why don't you guys get in the house? Don't you miss Oma?"

'Oma?' inner both.

They immediately opened the car door and rushed into Oma's arms.

"Why don't you guys get in the house right away? What's going on?" repeat Oma again after breaking the hug. The twins exchanged looks.

"We're just tired of Oma, so it doesn't go down right away."

Abrisam embraced his oma shoulder, as did Abigail. The three walked into the house.

After removing the kangen for a moment, Abrisam immediately said goodbye to Oma. Not to forget he again kissed the cheek of the oma before moving from his seat.

And with a light step he climbed the steps in the staircase followed by Abigail.

Oma who was still at the bottom observed her two grandchildren walking side by side on the stairs.

"What game are you guys playing my grandchildren? I have to investigate what you guys are doing." murmured Oma with a sharp look at the two.

Sunlight began to barge in through the room window, making Abrisam squirm spoiled. He felt his king-size bed as if looking for someone. Then opened his eyes and snorted in annoyance.

"Ah, I think it's still in Riyadh." He muttered and threw his pillow in any direction.

The shadow sleeping one bed with Rosa still dancing beautifully on her head. Suddenly he remembered that he had not performed the dawn prayer. He rushed to the bathroom to pray and perform dawn prayers.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry that your servant has not been able to consistently perform dawn prayers." he muttered when he saw the clock showing at 7 am. He also performed prayers.

Oma was shocked when she opened the door of Abrisam's room, and saw him praying. Though all this time Oma knew that his grandson had never once prayed, just like him.

"Sam."

"Eh, Oma."

Abrisam was quite surprised when he saw his oma was already sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Where did you learn to pray? Opa and Oma never taught you prayers, did they?" ask her directly to the point. He hated people who prayed. Because it reminded him of his village son-in-law.