Safaries

The safarah 25

After a pretty promising appearance, I immediately came out of the room to meet mama.

Although there is shame, but for the sake of mama.

" and..." Mama waved her hand at me.

I smiled and moved closer to my mother,

I sat next to my mom, smiling.

However, not long after that smile faded from my face as a middle-aged woman I knew looked at me in shock.

Tangan yang sudah ku ulur dibiarkan mengambang oleh wanita tua itu.

Is hate still firmly planted in him?

" Mother Ida, this is my daughter-in-law." Mama's voice broke the almost frozen atmosphere in this room.

With arrogance my former mother-in-law touched my hands just a little and showed a cynical smile.

Various feelings popped up in my head.

After greeting my mother's guests, I sat beside my mother at my own request.

" Jeng, you didn't choose the wrong daughter-in-law?" Suddenly, my ex-mama-in-law got tired.

" What do you mean Ida buk?" Ask mommy to be surprised.

While the other guests seemed confused to see the sincerity that emanated from the face of the former mother-in-law.

" This woman is barren."

The words that came out of the mouth of Mama mas Virhan immediately made those present here look at me sharply. I became the center of attention.

" Where does Ida buk know my daughter-in-law? Does Ida know him?" Mama folded her hands to her chest.

" This barren woman is my son's ex-wife. Eight years married but not pregnant. Embarrassing. I forced them to divorce, thankfully my son. And now I have a granddaughter." Mama is proud.

" Buk Ida, you can't talk like that." One of my guests spoke up.

" The story I'm telling you is true. Where's wrong?" Ex-mama-in-law ketus.

I was still silent, but my tears were flowing. I'm ashamed to have been a daughter-in-law at the old woman's house. I also regret having been kind to the old woman.

" Honored Ida Buk, my daughter-in-law is not a barren woman, look!" Mama opened the veil that covered my stomach.

" See Ida's buk? My daughter-in-law is pregnant. If she was not pregnant when she married Ida's mother's child she might have been depressed during her mother-in-law's life. Or the.. God doesn't want my daughter-in-law to have a granddaughter from her mother, a cruel-mouthed in-law like you."

How happy I am to hear my mother's defense.

" Yes Buk... My daughter-in-law has released my mother's son, my daughter-in-law is married to my son. Never reveal his past. He is happy with his life with us. And I'm already happy with my son's life and mother's new son-in-law." Mama said very wisely.

" Honored mother..." With great difficulty I tried to give an understanding to the old woman.

" My relationship with my mother's son is over. I have returned my mother's child completely. Mom, I'm happy with my life. Why are you so annoying again? Why does that hatred remain firmly lodged in my heart? What's wrong with me buk?" I cried sobbing. My heart hurts so much.

" Sorry I have to rest today." I ran into the room. I shed my cry in my room. My chest feels tight today. " God.Imend me ..."

***

My mentality today was completely broken by my former mother-in-law. Ngedrop. I'm still pregnant young to make mama more worried.

" We're going to the doctor, son. Mama can't see you lying weak."

I shook my head weakly, only the corners of my eyes were wet.

Mama looks busy with her phone, occasionally mengedumel because her teleoon is not picked up by someone.

" Whose mom called?"

" Word. But how not to lift up, huh? Wonderful Mama look at that one's son." Mama started nagging.

I saw the clock on the wall, "this hour is how the Word seems to be busy, ma. Usually twelve o'clock just call." I obviously did to mama.

"Yes, my mother sent the same message." Mama said while still holding her phone.

With a weak body, I tried to inhale the afternoon air. "The endless trials of life" I murmured as I felt my stomach. " We're gonna power it up, son?" I invite to chat to the baby candidates who are in my womb.

"We will definitely meet, baby.prove to the world, that mother is not pregnant. Enough of you to shut their broken mouths, son." I sobbed back.

***

The cup! A kiss landed on my lips. I opened my eyes and there was the face of the man I missed.

"Your.your..." I rise from my sleep.

"Is this really you?" I cupped his face with my hand.

He did not speak, but the Word rained on me with an intoxicating kiss.

"Mas.this is really you?" Pampered whinekku.

The handsome face that was in front of me was just a grin.

"Mas.if you're still quiet.don't blame me..." My hand was raised into the air.

" Don't be angry, baby... Since when did you become a bouncer, hm?" Firman took my hand, and kissed it.

Ah.. Now I'm sure if this man is a dowry, not a ghost.

"Why did you come home?" I asked while lying on his chest.

" I miss you, baby. Can't stand long periods of fasting."

" Gombal..!" I pinched the waist.

The Word asks for forgiveness and complains of pain, but for a moment. Then he came back to fuck me and we made love again.

"You go home and I'm healthy... My body doesn't drown anymore."

"You want to know why?"

"Why?" I'm curious.

"Because you miss the flush of your handsome husband. Hehe.." mas Firman chuckled.

"Game!"

***

The return of the Word made me healthy again. Today we decided to take a walk to refresh our minds.

We went to a very suitable place to relax.

Many people who bring their baby on vacation to this place.

" Deck, when you're born, I'll take you to this place." Firman brought his lips closer to my stomach.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, the custom of the Word was to talk to my stomach.

It's strange! But I like the habits of the Word.

While enjoying a cup of warm tea, suddenly I was surprised by a husband and wife who were trying to silence her son.

"Afifah.pity umi..."

I was silent for a moment, the voice was like a stranger. " Aphiphah.as the name..." I try to remember...

Mas Firman looked at me astonished, "you why, who?"

" Affiah... Don't cry dong.umi confused son..." The sound of that voice grew desperate.

"Mas.. Do you know that voice?" I asked the Word.

Mas Firman just shrugged his two shoulders," What's the sound, which?"

"The woman's voice.who was persuading her son?"

Out of curiosity that was too big, I finally came to the woman who was carrying her child.

" Sir.kid why cry?" I asked while touching his shoulder.

The woman turned, "Mr Safarah?"

"Huh? Fatima?"

How shocked I am to meet my ex-husband's wife in this place.

I held this crying baby.

"Cup.cup.cup..Baby...you why doubt?" I tried to silence him.

Fatimah was wiping her face soaked in sweat.

I hold this baby lovingly, miraculously! Afifah fell asleep in my cradle.

" Fatimah, she's sleepy." My word.

" He's never fussy like this, ma'am."

" Who are you here with?"

" Same Virhan, but he's in the toilet."

Fatimah was able to breathe a sigh of relief because her daughter was already sleeping inside my lap. From far away the figure of Fatimah's husband walked towards us. If Fatimah can breathe a sigh of relief, then why is my heart still beating so fast?