Sky overcast

Prihal son

I know, in a marriage that is always awaited and awaited couples husband and wife are children. It was a matter of debate for me and Adam. She asked me to get pregnant again soon, but I refused on the grounds of having to finish my studies first.

"Renan, look your brother won't give you a nephew." Me and Adam also deliberately brought Renan into the room. That's all too her request, love to see a child.

"Adam." I spoke softly. "We'd better negotiate this with mom and dad."

"Alright, I think it's better." I'm nodding. Then switch to the painting that Adam gave me. He has promised to explain in detail the painting after returning from his father's company.

"Oh, Renan is so sleepy like that."

"Adam, you're a bitch. You promised me." I folded both my hands on my chest. And, Adam nodded.

"Are you forced?"

"No wife."

"I am glad to hear it." More precisely I was wrong.

"All right, baby." I smiled, but again turned my face away so that Adam would not see that I was happy right now.

"Explain." I took Renan off his lap. And stand on the side of the painting I've put down. I'm ready to hear what else about that blood-like stain.

"This painting, I purposely made to describe you. You and the kids, when you're with them you're always laughing. And that overcast sky, is your true mood." Deg. It turned out that I was wrong, which I thought was that I would be sad when the overcast sky came because of thinking about the fate of those brothers of mine. "I'm just trying to capture your past moments with a painting, so you don't forget that your life journey is hard but you can make it through. In the future, when you have a problem you don't feel very bad because you've also experienced it before."

"Who is the man standing with me?" Adam smiled and played his eyebrows.

"Actually, I don't know myself. It's just, I wish he was the one who would make you much happier." It doesn't make sense.

"And now, you're marrying me. So my job is to make you happy."

"Just tell me that man is you. Why so complicated."

"Are you not happy?"

"No, I'm much happier." Adam approached, but I held him by the hand.

"One more, what is this?" I pointed where there were red patches like blood. Adam sighed and sat down on the bed.

"Adam, is that blood?" Adam nodded. "That's your blood?" Adam shakes.

"It's also painting paint. It's just that I purposely made it there, because when I made it I thought I wouldn't be able to heal. Just left my blood running through my son's body." Deg. I don't understand what that means.

"After I found out that you were pregnant and bleeding that time, I went home and finished this painting. So the child in your arms is our son. If I were no longer in this world, wouldn't it just be my flesh and blood?" God, why would I cry, but the truth is not so. The ones who left were even my flesh blood.

"Let's understand once again, the man standing next to you in the painting is like a shadow. Which means it's not real." I'm picking. Right, why is Adam so good at expressing things? I was so impressed with him, really.

"I didn't expect that if I hadn't asked you for an explanation I would have misunderstood." Adam patted the empty space beside him. I said, sitting with Renan. Adam embraces me, our eyes equally fixed on the painting that is right in front of me at this time. To understand every meaning in the painting that Adam made.

"I was thinking back then, that it was real blood coming out of your body." Adam tightened his embrace.

"Are you very worried at the time?" I obviously nodded, because however before my consciousness was gone I had a chance to see it clearly, Adam had a chance to bleed from his nose.

"That's it, it's over." I confirmed my sitting position. Then take Adam out of the room. It's time for Renan to go to sleep.

"Are we asking Dad's opinion?" Adam asked.

"If you're free, it doesn't matter."

Adam asked Renan when I was going down the stairs, a chance for me to see what dad was doing first. And it turns out, dad was sitting relaxed while watching television with mom.

"Nara, where's Renan?" Just heard the sound of footsteps, Dad was sensitive.

"That's with Adam." I sat on the other couch.

"What's wrong?" I smiled, I always knew I was going to ask him.

"Renan, come on baby it's time for bed." And strangely enough, Renan did not want to. He turned and hugged Adam. We laugh at the same time. Really, Adam is fit to carry a child.

"Let it go, Renan doesn't seem to be sleepy either. You don't mind Adam holding her for a minute."

"Not yeah."

"Well, I want to ask you something. And more precisely ask for the opinion of father and mother." They looked at each other and nodded. I looked at Adam, intending to ask him. Was I the only one to say it?

"Why? Speak, is this about the child?" I nodded, father's guess was always right.

"I'm still in college, and it's only been a semester. I wanted to delay pregnancy, for fear of disturbing my study concentration."

"Then, what about Adam? Does he agree with your decision, dear?" Mom moved to sit next to me.

"I actually mind Mom. With what Kinara wants."

"Dad agrees with Adam." Huh huh? Why are men always compact? They do not know what it feels like to be pregnant, do not know what it feels like if cravings during early pregnancy.

"If at this time you deliberately delay pregnancy, then when you are ready. If God doesn't give it how you feel? Don't you feel disappointed?" Deg. Aye! Why didn't I think about it?

"Don't think about your father's past with your mother."

Mother Intan stroked my arm. I looked at him, he nodded. He also agreed with Adam and Dad. I'm losing a lot like this.

"You don't have to worry, college doesn't look at age. Even those who already have 4 children are still in college. So I don't think you need to delay pregnancy."

This time I turned to Adam, he was smiling to himself. I know, after this he will definitely scream in a room because his decision was approved.

"You're married, there's nothing to worry about." Right, what mom said.

"Good dad." Renan was returned to his mother. I went back into the room after hearing my father's reply. My guess is correct, all the way to Adam's room there is no stopping saying. "I right?" And he won't shut up until I answer him. It was as if he needed a confession from me that I was lost and wrong.

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