Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Thank you In-laws

Djakarta,

Vast

Her hands were busy arranging her husband's clothes in the suitcase. Harsa will be on a business trip to Singapore for three days.

"You slept at my mom's house as long as I was gone" her husband said, taking the clothes he had in his hand.

"Udah let me just.." she chose to sit on the edge of the bed while looking at her husband who arranged all the needs that will be brought.

Then she rose to her feet hugging her husband's sturdy body from behind and of course it has begun to be blocked by her stomach has been very bulging at the age of her womb which stepped thirty-eight weeks.

Harsa turned around, looked at her face, then kissed her forehead.

"If you need to go to campus, ask to be escorted with a mama driver. Don't drive yourself."

She responded only to Harsa's words by nodding her head, she would obey what her husband said as long as it was good. Honestly right now all she missed was hugging her husband like this.

For some reason since her relationship with Harsa was bland, her heart became more and more worried that every husband was on a business trip.

But she is not the type of woman who is able to express her feelings, she includes women who choose to be silent and harboring what she feels. But that does not mean he is just silent and does not want to know, but he just wants to be quiet and see for real first, whether what he feels is right or just prejudice.

His hand stroked Harsa's face which he had felt so long he had not touched. Her lips softly kiss the lips that used to always make her lulled.

"Be careful, if you get there, tell ya" he said gently when driving Harsa to the airport. Although Harsa's departure to Singapore was only for three days, it felt very long for him.

................

Vast

His feet stepped towards the kitchen, took out a setoples of corn chips and led him into the living room.

"What the hell was that?" suddenly Mama Priska was already sitting next to him. His lips covered a thin smile, his head shook.

"Look, there is a mama here. Harsa was also only in Singapore for three days." mama Priska tried to calm him down and certainly guessed what he was thinking.

His face smiled again, this time wider.

"Ma." Mama Priska turned back to look at her face and raised an eyebrow.

He folded his lips, then bit his lower lip. I wonder if he will really ask or not.

"What's? What do you want to ask?" mama Priska closed the magazine that was read to listen to her question that did not come out of her mouth.

He sighed before deciding to really ask.

"Ehmm, in the past during pregnancy, still often do not ma.." he asked while back folding his lips.

Mama Priska smiled and held back a laugh,

"Yes, papa mana strong tell fasting long. From the beginning of pregnancy to want to be born is still routine, even want more routine birth again. Wh why? Harsa keep asking?"

An answer that should make him laugh, but even hurt him. Her lips smiled again and displayed the happiest face in front of her mother. He even tried to laugh a little. Being happy is nothing new to him.

"If you want to be born if you can routine, just be careful. Tell Harsa slowly don't be brutal." whispered Mama Priska who made her face smile again.

"But Sekar's friend there are you ma, not ngelakuin at all during pregnancy. Even though the pregnancy is healthy, there are no abnormalities." fishing rod.

Mama Priska frowned as if thinking of something.

"There is no way, there are those who are afraid of the same wife with their children. Some do not want to do it, but still ask for help. But yes there is also no lust. Different people yes, but if papa first no change remains ferocious."

"Yes, yes ma, it's different" he concluded with a small laugh, either laugh for what. Laughing to yourself, maybe that's one of them.

................

Mama Prisca

This morning as usual he prepared breakfast in the kitchen with one assistant.

"Mommy.aaakkhhh...!"

The screams and screams from the top floor immediately stopped his activity. He immediately turned off the stove and ran upwards in a hurry. Luckily Sekar did not lock the room, indeed he always reminded his daughter-in-law not to lock the room door during this big pregnancy.

His eyes sweeping always the whole room did not find Sekar, his feet walked quickly towards the bathroom. Right, the daughter-in-law was sitting on the bathroom floor with her pants wet.

"You why? Falling?" she panicked, and her husband soon entered Harsa's room.

He shook his head with a frightened face.

"Ma, my membranes seem to have broken. I was gonna pee, but I didn't stop when the water came out."

With a swift husband immediately carried Sekar and brought him to the bed.

"Shut up, don't move much!" tell her husband to his daughter-in-law.

His eyes swept across the entire room, again,

"That's a birthing prep bag?" Shaking his head.

It opens and retrieves an ********** as well as postpartum sanitary pads.

"Would you like to wear it yourself or do you help?" ask her daughter-in-law. Her husband who understood that went straight out of the room and closed it.

"Strong wear it yourself ma, but ask for the blanket please ma."

Even with a little difficulty Sekar tried himself.

"Thank you ma."

"You stay here first. Papa just ready for a wheelchair, later you have to be in a wheelchair, we get off in the elevator."

Vast

Ten times more, from home to the hospital he tried to contact Harsa. But not appointed by her husband at all, until finally she decided to send a message.

Mas, I suddenly broke the amniotic fluid. It's me at the hospital.

That was all he conveyed to Harsa, while waiting for the midwife to check on her.

"There's no opening at all, ma'am. We wait for the doctor first ma'am, he still has surgery. The important thing is not to move a lot first, then seep again." said the midwife to him and to mama Priska who had been accompanying him.

"Mama bring food with you drinks. You want? Fill the energy first, as long as it has not contracted, you must calm down. Do not mean normal people, if it is not acceptable. Nurut same doctor yes." said mama Priska while stroking her stomach which was greeted nodding her head.

"Harsa still can't be contacted?" his head this time shook with a sad look.

"It's okay, there's mommy and dad. Just calm down, rest first. Later let papa call Harsa." her lips smiled faintly, she felt very lucky to have a very good in-law and dear to her.

......................