She's From Mama

Part 30's. Awaiting News

Raynka started preparing vegetables, and some side dishes came out of the refrigerator. Bi Mila who witnessed it hurriedly approached Raynka who was still standing in front of the refrigerator. "Mbak want to cook yah? Don't Ma'am, let's just Bibi" bi Mila closed the freezer.

"This morning my aunt has. Now replace Raynka loh Bi," he argued too prestige expressing his true intentions.

"So early in the morning Mbak also helped you. Later if you know, Bibi does not feel good Mama. You said Ma'am should not cook first," refused bi Mila again keukeuh.

Raynka also actually did not stare at the face of bi Mila's plea. It seems he has to reveal it. "Bi, Raynka really. Ra-raynka, Raynka cook Rafardhan's favorite meal. Aunty didn't see the menu?" He was a little embarrassed. Raynka took 3 steps closer to the table.

Spontan bi Mila turned her head to look at the ingredients arranged on the kitchen table. Bi Mila smiled in teasing him. "Mom, would you like to help Auntie not Ma'am?" Ask the aunt. Who had previously banned his gelagat agreed to even offer themselves.

"Emmm. Ra-raynka can be alone. Another aunt worked. If there is no bibi yaudah rest only," he said no longer care about the presence of aunty, but Raynka has been preoccupied with the work of the hands before her.

"Yes, Ma'am. But, remember yes Ma'am if cape' Maak can call Bibi. Aunty to the front first yes, Ma'am," said the aunt before moving from the kitchen. Raynka nodded her head briefly.

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Raynka walked back and forth in the living room leading to the main door while never getting tired of him looking at the clock on his phone. "Udah clock. Why hasn't he come home yet? Well, where my stomach is hungry again," erang Raynka held her rumbling stomach because from this afternoon food did not enter there at all.

30 Minutes Raynka did so until now the clock is fixed at 21:00 but the presence of Rafardhan is completely invisible. Finally Raynka'pun decided to sit on one of the living room sofa. He laid his body on the sofa. Unknowingly Raynka closed her eyes as her hunger pangs.

The soft wipes of one's hands all over his face wiped away the puddles of sweat that drenched his face. Before Raynka could open both eyes, a person's hand had already moved to his stomach. Swiping baby belly.

"How are you guys?" Raynka's eyes opened perfectly to hear the baritone voice that some days managed to empty the space of his heart.

"Ra-rafardhan," hurried Raynka up from her sleep. He opened his eyes, then opened his eyes again. It's true he wasn't dreaming. Raynka immediately hugged the body. "This is really you? Where are you going?" He muttered slowly as he sobbed.

"Hey honey, how are you crying? Why hm? Take it off first, yes" Rafardhan tries to escape Raynka's hand from her body. Instead the hand even more tightened his embrace.

"No way," he said scowled. "Clearly, how did you get here?"

"you mean? Television was on this afternoon, was it?" Raynka nodded her head briefly. "Okay, I explained. Still want to go like this?" Raynka's gurgle pulled her hand, wiped away the remains of her tears, and returned to her back seat with her chest beating quickly to resist the embarrassment.

"Khilaf! No need to ge'er," he said flatly.

Rafardhan twisted his body. He stepped towards the main door. Just 3 steps, her legs were stopped by Raynka's embrace from behind. "Where are you going? Wanna go again? Da? Why do you never feel the same way as kids. They miss you, but........The mother is more confused. Don't go again, please my hubby" Raynka said. Rafardhan smiled widely, ah more precisely holding back a laugh. How could? Though he only wanted to lock the door of the house that he had not been able to lock because first his gaze fell on the sleeping wife. No problem, take a step back to take a thousand steps forward. Wasn't he?

Rafardhan's laughter finally broke his horn unresponsive to hold the heat. If he had counted maybe 10 minutes and Raynka's little mouth always cut his words, a sentence Raynka did not allow out of Rafardhan's mouth. "Iiiiiihhhh, how about a laugh?" The question sounds bad.

"I want the door lock, honey," said Rafardhan, still laughing.

"And you didn't ask," said Rafardhan. Rafardhan continued his steps to lock the door of the house, while Raynka again sat on the sofa, after finishing Rafardhan followed Raynka.

"How's the story?" Raynka was impatient.

"Prophey Darling. Just sat down too."

While yawning Raynka said again, "but I'm sleepy, want to continue to sleep," languid.

"Just tomorrow, tomorrow. It doesn't matter," Rafardhan's pumping. Don't think Raynka's not getting upset.

"Do you want me to stop?" Raynka had prepared a handful of his hands which he approached right in front of Rafardhan.

"Bolehhhh. Nih," he said thrusting the cheek. Rafardhan's eye reflexes closed as he turned his face back, as Raynka pulled out his hand to advance indefinitely. Precisely. Sniffle. The dream? Suddenly Rafardhan was silent. Raynka smiled warmly.

"I'm not that big to do that either. That's why the story!" Raynka raised her voice at the end of her sentence. How can Rafardhan not be stunned to breathe.

"Yes-yes. Just left for a while, already bar-bar," he quipped that was replied to by Raynka. "I missed my flight due to falling asleep at the office. Before leaving for the airport I had a chance to stop by the office looking for the files left behind. Yasudah because this meeting was important I caught up with him by car, "Raynka's eyes were perfectly rounded.

"Well, what's your phone for, hm?"

"Battle, dear."

More glaring at Raynka's eyes. "Keep you're not'papa? Is there a wound? What is missing?" He asked worriedly while unconsciously grasping a pair of Rafardhan's hands. "Sorry," he clumsily let go. Raynka looked away, embarrassed.

"God, it's okay. Bobo yuk?" Bring Rafardhan. Raynka nodded slowly. Both of them got up from their seats. Just a few steps away, Raynka's body was already floating in the air.

"Ahhhhhkh," cried reflex. Raynka looked at Rafardhan. Their eyes met. 'Handsome' added Raynka to flatter flattered. Never tired of him looking at that face, the face of Rafardhan who some days so he missed.

"Well, what's my room? Your room dong" Raynka protested as Rafardhan was about to walk up the stairs. Before continuing his steps Rafardhan smiled meaningfully. 'Exit me' inner Raynka.

"Rayn, a hug can't?" Rafardhan's permission is dished out by Raynka with a dehaman.

"Thank you for opening your heart again. Thank you for accepting 'them'. Your actions show more than your words. Love you so much, Mother," that brief kiss Rafardhan gave on the neck of Raynka's white row. While his hands hugged Raynka's body, giving soft strokes of Raynka's protruding belly, the face was still faithfully twitching around Raynka's neck. The comfort of Raynka is just silence.

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