
"Excuse me, Mum. Is this really Kirana Dewi's mother's house?" ask a man wearing a dealer's uniform.
"Yes right. My mother. What's up, Mas?"
"I'm Ardi from the dealer, want to deliver the motorbike order Bu Kirana."
"Motorized?" sahut Bu Ambat with frown.
The woman saw a pick-up car parked in front of the fence. A man in the same shirt stood next to the car.
"That's the bike?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Wait a minute, Mom. I call my son first."
Bu Ambar's voice echoed throughout the corner of the central room. Kirana who was inside and heard her mother's screams came out immediately.
Of course what he got was his mother asking about the motor order in front. Kirana who had waited a week because she had to inden rushed to the front of the house to meet the dealer employee. He signed a handover letter before the dealer employee left his house.
Motor sport blue is awaited for weeks because it must be inden finally now become a new occupant of the garage of his house. No matter if you have to drain his savings, Kirana is so eager to own the vehicle since the last month.
It's predictable if his mother's reaction will definitely explode. But Kirana doesn't care. He stared at his new bike as if he had a new toy
"Astaghfirulllah, what the hell do you buy a motorcycle like that. There are two motorcycles in the house. You are a girl. Want to ride a bike like this? Waste of money. Now tell me mom, how much does it cost?"
Kirana never answered. It made her mother grow angry.
"It's even grinning. How, Kirana?"
"Two ....hundred so ..." replied Kirana still with a grim face.
"Astaghfiullah! That kind of money can buy land, buy rice fields buy gold for investment. I really don't understand you right now. You want to be a mother, Kirana. How do I want to be like this."
"The name is also desirable, ma'am." Kirana defended herself.
"Pingin. If ngidam.it's normal mbok Kirana. Want what food, cake. Not a big motor like this. Whisper money!"
"Yes, how is the lag, ma'am.Have this smell."
Miss Ambar took a rough breath. "As much as you are!" he then went inside the house.
Kirana also does not know, why have a vehicle that is now being stared at as if a desire that hqrus fulfilled. So hot that even every day he saw images of similar motorcycles that he downloaded from the internet. He often sees the same vehicle in the garage of Tristan's house just a different color.
Kirana followed her mother into the house. Still with her face folded, her mother threatened to tell Tristan about Kirana's pregnancy and her strange desires. The most potent threat to make Kirana comply.
"Don't, dong, Mom!" Kirana Harys put on a face so that her mother does not realize her intentions.
"Then here's the key mom kept. You're pregnant.don't harm your womb by doing extreme things."
"Extrim where the hell is, Bu?"
"Dad you know how much the bike costs? Two hundred million!" Ambar complained to her husband.
"Who said? More really. Why should I be confused anyway? Nana will buy using her own money," said Mr. Restu.
"Curl! Dad, why would I even buy Nana, huh?" Ms. Ambar grumbled in annoyance.
Mr. Restu actually began to hope if his future grandson would be a man.Kirana also guaranteed his father's prayer
Having a son is Kotana's father's unfulfilled wish. Because the first pregnancy that makes the wife must experience extraordinary fatigue, then the desire was forced to be buried deep.
During Kirana's pregnancy, her mother was bedridden for almost 8 months. Weak conditions and difficulty eating food during pregnancy. That's why Mr. Restu loves Kirana so much. Born full of struggle. He could not bear if his wife would experience the same thing if she returned to pregnancy. Then decide to make Kirana their only child.
"Well, buy some meatballs, huh? Get a new motorbike!" bring Kirana.
Mr. Restu who just came home from work and still wearing his uniform also agreed. While Ambar can only resign when the father and son have shared. Kirana's wishes have always been granted by her father. Especially just buying meatballs.
Besides Kirana, maybe the baby in the womb of Kiran will occupy the highest throne of the family next. Shifting his mother's position. Since Kirana was pregnant, her father was the only person who always obeyed Kirana's wishes. With a reason to cravings. Must be obeyed if you do not want the baby later. I don't know who first echoed that phrase.
Kirana waited for her father to change clothes. Blue jeans, white collared t shirts now dress a 55-year-old man. Although some of his hair has started to whiten, but still looks gallant.
The performance clearly drew protest from Kirana's mother.
"Dad why wear such clothes anyway? Replace it!" gerutu Bu Ambar's.
"Cie …. I'm afraid someone's hooked on me, aren't you? Relax, someone is taking care. I'd like to change into anything cool. The permanent handsome can't be sued!" tymphal Kirana's.
Despite grumbling, Ambar still let go of the father and the child left with a new motorcycle Kirana. His mind shrieked even more as Mr. Restu wore a helmet and mask. The cool level is getting more and more doubled. Who would have thought if behind the helmet had grown white hair. Ms. Ambar groaned in annoyance as she entered the house.
While Kirana and her father have arrived at their subscription meatball stall. There is no word lonely for the legendary stall that Kirana ordered two bowls of meatballs then looking for an empty seat followed by her father.
Anything for Kirana. Paka Restu will lower where you want to go. Although never mentioned about the problems of his daughter's household, but that does not mean he is not concerned. He salutes the spoiled little girl who still asks to be carried in despite her junior high school, but has now become a strong woman. Choosing to undergo her own pregnancy without the father of her baby. To whom else would Kirana whine for this and that other than her? Because his mother will be more forbidding for health reasons.
"Well! Kok even bengong. The cold is not good!"
Mr. Restu gasped. "Dad is remembering. It was absent to go home or not," said Mr. Restu lied.
"Well! Dad's getting senile, huh! Don't get senile, Dad. I just want a grandchild."
Mr. Restu thinned his lips. Then start stirring the contents of the bowl before eating it.
"Well, tomorrow's the week of touring to Dieng, yuk! Ride the motor." Kirana's words almost made Mr. Restu choke.
"You don't be weird, Na. Anything I will do as long as it doesn't threaten the safety of your womb. It could be you who got mad at your mother."
Kirana pursed her lips. "Why are you so scared of Mom?"
Mr. Resti shook his head. "Not scared. But because your mother sacrificed so much for you. Rela left his parents to live with him. Take care of all your needs every day.. Wake up in the morning, cook, wash clothes I just know all to wear, just eat. Not to mention she had to suffer while struggling to conceive and give birth to you. It doesn't feel appropriate to have to debate things that shouldn't be in question. Especially to say rude to your mother. The wife is not just a couple. But also Dad's soulmate. That's why I appreciate your mother like I respect myself."
Kirana listened carefully to her father. Suppose she has a husband who is like her father. The shadow of Tristan suddenly flashed.