Sorry, We're Not in line anymore

Ngidam View Night Market

This is Hira's most bizarre request and makes me emotional. Because, the request is impossible for me to fulfill.

"Mas I want to see the night market" Hira said to me.

"Hhhh!" confused answer.

"The night market where. Where there's a night market" I said.

"Click.dong. Let's find yuk. We're going around town" he said whining to me.

"Ih. Don't want to. Capek, i. Time is invited to a place whose purpose is not clear where." I said, evasive.

"Come on. Your son's kasian, he wants to see the night market today," he repeated, still urging me.

"The night market will be at a certain time, after all," I said trying to give an excuse.

"Come on, let me dance. If not your child who wants to see, I do not insist on seeing the night market," said Hira again, still insistent on looking for the night market.

Finally, I just obey him, what is his request. Because he's insistent. I can't refuse. He said, who wanted to see the market that night, our son who was still in his womb.

Yes, I did, I gave up. I finally drove around town, used my car.

"Mas, ask your friend dong, where there is a night market," Hira told me.

Inwardly, surely he himself was also hesitant, where to find the night market.

***

The kulirik my watch. Already showed at 21:00 wib. Almost all over town, I've been trying to trace. But, the result is nil. There's nothing I can find the night market Hira wants to see.

I see, Hira's yawning back and forth.

"Yes. He must be sleepy" I murmured in my heart.

"But, fuck. Why didn't he come back, anyway. It's hard to get a pregnant wife!" my chirps are still in my heart.

Want to invite him back, like he still does not want to return, as long as the night market he has not found.

I have a suggestion, I'm offering him to the mall. I said, the mall's a night market too. Closed at 22:00 wib.

But, again, Hira was still not willing to accept my proposal earlier. He said, the market that night, different from the mall.

If in the mall, there is no BH worth five thousand. But, in the night market, there is a BH worth five thousand.

Hearing that I immediately laughed giggling. Oh, woman...female!

"Mas, let's go back. I think it's really you, where there's a night market in our city" said Hira, after the time showed at 23:00 wib.

"Geez, from earlier dong dear. Tired of going around earlier. Where tomorrow there's a meeting with the principal. It's not too late" I said complaining.

"Yes sorry. This is not my will. But, the craving of orok that is in my womb, baby," he explained.

"Yes.yes, I get it," I said.

Before long, he asked for some grilled corn. He said, again the excuse who wants to eat grilled corn, is the child in the womb.

"O Allah, astafirullah. Why not talk about it, anyway. Give my servant patience" I said, to Hira.

Hira giggled at my words.

"Sorry baby. He wants it suddenly. Dedek baby likes sudden. How else, try?" hira said to defend herself.

"Yes. I'm trying to find this. Where there are people selling grilled corn, the nights like this," I complained until tired.

At the crossroad. I found a grilled corn trader. But I saw him packing.

Fate again apes emang tonight. What Hira wants, none of it is accomplished.

"If there isn't one, then it is. Let's just go back. I'm sorry it's so hard" she said to me, stroking my shoulder.

I just keep quiet. We finally turned right. Because, Hira also knew, the grilled corn seller was already packing. That is, the corn grilled merchandise has been sold out.

"We'll see you tomorrow Ma, because he's burning corn tonight. Who knows, tomorrow will not be. So I don't have to bother to come here anymore" said Hira.

Along with that, I'm actually the same as Hira. Uh nope. I mean, same as my son-in-law. Whatever he wants, has not been accomplished.

Hopefully, he will be born into the world, so a tough child and not easily give up with the struggle of his life later. "Amin," I assure you, the prayer in my heart for my future son who is still in the stomach.

"Yes, son. You don't get anything you want tonight" said Hira, stroking her stomach.

I spontaneously joined nimbrung caressing it.

"I'm sorry, Jaka" I said with a smile.

"That's what. Unwilling. I don't want her to be named Jaka!" hira's protest immediately brushed off my hand that helped stroke her stomach.

"The name is Anjas" said Hira.

"Haha. Anjas?! Not really, his name!" nyinyir.

"Wigh Jaka?!" said Hira, sewot.

"Later, if he was given the name Jaka, it could be the bully material of his friends. Jaka sembung bring a machete. No connecting, moron! Try the. If so, how? obviously Hira was long, without pause.

"Hahaahahha. Oh, baby you are-there is, anyway. That's a special name. Real nice.

Know no. Jaka's name, symbolizes the ambition that blends. If someone's name is Jaka, he is a person who is unceasingly trying to achieve what is desired in life," I explained in more detail.

"One more. Jaka's name also has a number of numbers

J \= 10

A \= 1

K \= 11

A \= 1

The total number is 23.

So according to numerology studies, the name Jaka has an Expansive, visionary, adventurous personality, using freedom in constructive ways.

According to the Internet, baby!" still I said, at length, to convince Hira, that Jaka's name was a special name.

Hira hush. Kulrikik, uh it turns out he overslept. God fucking. Talked at length, he snored.

Tired sure. Because what he wants is not accomplished. "Sorry baby," I'll brush her hair. But, he's not flinching.

Back to Jaka. Later if born, I prepare his name, Jaka Putra Budiman.

I intentionally sound the name Jaka Putra Budiman.

I didn't think, Hira heard it. "If the girl, her name is Sora Putri Budiman," said Hira who suddenly woke up and turned to look at me, who was sitting to her right.

"Udah until we haven't ya," he said wriggling, yawning due to heavy drowsiness.

"Half an hour, baby we're up. It's still on the westbound causeway" I explained.

"Puck dong babe. Drowsiness heavy want to meet the mattress pillow," said Hira spoiled while leaning on my left shoulder and I consented to drive towards the house.

"If I see, our son is a boy like him, baby," I said reassuring Hira.

Hira immediately shifted her body and no longer leaned on my right shoulder.

"Girl her," said Hira protesting.

"If it's a girl, usually her mom likes grooming. Well you, ask weird. Look at the night market" I said trying to change his dream.

Because, he was hoping for a girl born. As for me, expect boys.(connect)