
“Syeila Mana Son. How come you haven't left for work?” ask Mommy Meri after sitting in the living room.
“Syeila hurts Mom.” Faishal spoke with his head down.
“What?” squealing Mommy Meri restrained. Not only was Mommy Meri but everything in it was shocked. Especially Syeila's parents.
What is it that makes his son sick. Because, Sheila was rarely sick, so naturally dong yes if Syeila's parents were worried.
While Mommy Meri whose original purpose was to invite her daughter-in-law to a check with the obstetrician to make sure if her guess is correct, sudden emotions.
Slowly Mommy Meri stepped closer to Faishal who was still bowed,
PLAQUE, PLAQUE,
“Auwsss,Mooooom,” ringis Faishal holding his back that was trembling by Mommy Meri.
“What? Haaaa? Whataa? What are you doing my daughter-in-law haaa? Why did it get sick? Already Mommy told you not to stress her.”
"Don't tell me because you forced her into a psychiatrist to make my son-in-law sick,” Mommy Meri told Faishal who kept his head down .
Faishal who realized, the biggest factor causing Syeila to be sick is himself, only able to keep his head down to hear his Mommy scolding.
While others gasp with Mommy Meri's words, “psiakiater?” they murmured in shock.
“Yes, this brash kid has my son-in-law check in with a psychiatrist. She thinks my son-in-law is crazy.” Mommy Meri again overflowed when she remembered that Sheila would be taken to a psychiatrist.
Mommy Meri took a deep breath before returning to say, “Haaaaahhh, my daughter-in-law is not crazy huh Son. Not crazy. But it looks like hamiiiiil.”
“Pregnant?” muttered them once more, except for Faishal and Mommy Meri.
“Iya looks like Sheila is pregnant. That's why I invited you guys here to check with Syeila to the gynecologist.”
“Iya Mommy is right, Sheila is indeed pregnant. But his condition is currently not fit.” After a long silence, Faishal finally opened his voice.
“Well, let's see the state of Syeila. Here a long time ago I could esmosi jeng see my only son who thought my son-in-law was crazy,” continued Mommy Meri who was very worried until she slipped in speech..
"Emotions jeng," corrects Mommy Lena.
"Yes that's the point. Ayoo Jeng."
“Iya jeng's. Come,” said Mommy Lena who was already worried about her son. Especially with two bodies.
“Mom, don't be noisy. Says doctor Syeila needs enough rest.” After a long silence, Faishal finally opened his voice.
Daddy Abian and Faishal live in the living room. Faishal felt strange, not usually his Daddy gave a sharp look. Yes, from coming Daddy Abian already gives a hostile aura.
“Dad,” call Faishal choked who instantly gets a sharp glare from his Daddy.
“Ke your workspace.” Daddy Abian went straight to Faishal's office next to Faishal and Sheila's room.
“He's back right?” Daddy Abian direct to the point
Faishal gasped at his Daddy's words, “How Dadd could have known..”
“Sure Daddy knows. Don't think after marriage you're getting freer. Moreover, you are married to Sheila.”
“And never once did you think you would leave Sheila just for her sake.” Continue Daddy Abian.
“Of course not Dad,” replied Faishal a little riled up.
“If you don't come back with him, then why did his son call you papa haa?” ask Daddy Abian full of emphasis in every word.
“It...” Faishal is confused to start from
where's.
“Jawab Son? Don't tell me that's really your son? Answer?” Daddy Abian was already emotional because Faishal seemed hesitant to give an answer.
“Not Dad. He's not my son. I've never been in very close contact with any woman except Sheila.” Faishal answered quickly when his Daddy was already visibly emotional.
Daddy Abian is relieved that his son is not a brengseek man. “But why did the little boy call you papa?”
“Hahhhh, that's actually.” No time had Faishal finish his sentence already cut by his Daddy.
“So Son. The point is that the child is not your child, that's enough for Daddy. And soon you'll solve your problems. Especially the child who calls you papa, do not let the continuity later still call you papa. Especially until your wife finds out, it will certainly cause misunderstandings that will threaten the continuity of your household.”
Daddy Abian was silent for a moment, then patted his son's back while saying, “Renngkan what Daddy said. Daddy wants to see Daddy's son-in-law first.” Daddy Abian passed away leaving Faishal alone in the study.
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