Testamentary Wedding

To Reina village!

"I mean, Grandma?" ask Anggi suddenly confused to frown.

Grandma was smiling. Not a happy smile, but like a meaningful smile and signifies a mockery. "You just have to wait for him, Anggi boy. Do not worry, one day there must be someone who wants to destroy the household ark of a family. You don't have to worry either. As long as you and your husband can be mature, then your ship will continue to sail in the ocean even though there are often waves coming to make it oscillate," he explained in a soft and meaningful tone.

Instantly Anggi fell silent, pecking on the spot. Screaming when he heard every word that was thrown from the mouth of the grandmother in front of him. The words managed to close his mouth. Unable to speak. In fact, even digesting it is not fully possible.

Grandma gently rubbed Anggi's sweet potato with affection, as if knowing the big thing that would happen in the life of the poor girl. "What's wrong, don't fuss. Keep patience, sincere, put all the same above. Believing that all bad things must have something big behind them. Trust each other enough. One thing that will make your relationship and husband last. Don't forget to launch communication, son," said Grandma, trying to give advice to the girl who is now considered as her own grandchild.

Anggi can't think clearly anymore. His head floated everywhere. That unsettling sigh immediately enveloped his chest, leaving a cramp in it.

"Grandma, how do you know what's going to happen to me, Grandma? Grandma diviner?" ask Anggi with his innocence. His brain was completely unable to synchronize with his heart.

Grandma smiled warmly again. "No. Grandma's not a fortune teller at all, honey. Grandma just followed Grandma's instincts," she replied explaining Anggi's confusion.

"Nak Anggi is pregnant?" ask Grandma again.

The deg! I don't know why it felt so bad to hear that question. Not what, even Anggi himself had not had time to think about it before. After all, her age with her husband is still very young. Not even 18 years. They also want to enjoy their courtship.

"Don't think about it if you're young, here and there. Think of something more important. Look, kid, instead of Grandma trying to interfere in your household affairs. You have the right to make the decisions you want to make on your own. However, try to listen to this old lady explain. Son, Anggi, no one will know what's going to happen in the future, right?" As if he could read Anggi's mind, the Grandmother tried to slap him with words.

Anggi nodded and his face turned serious. Want to listen to the explanation from the Grandma further carefully.

"There is no need to worry if later you can not be a good parent for your child. As time goes on, you can adjust. Moreover, this Anggi Nak from what Grandma saw, the person was very attentive. Grandma is sure you can be a good mom this close. Don't delay, son. Grandma was serious about this remark, no one knew in the future. At least Nak Anggi and husband try first, the result is entrusted to God. And one big thing that will come earlier inshaAllah can be prevented and even torn down through the birth of your baby later," explained Grandma at length.

Anggi is still trying to digest it properly. What does this Grandma mean.. will come a third person in their household? And the only way, with Anggi carrying a child from Prana? Really so? Why did the third man come?

"Sorry, Grandma. What do you mean, there will be a third person in our midst, Grandma? Is that true?" tanya Anggi suddenly agitated, anxious, afraid, all become one at a time simultaneously.

Grandma nodded faintly and that second also one arrow as if it managed to dart and hit the heart of Anggi's heart, making it painful and tight. His head became more dizzy, his stomach felt like nausea alone. Such things had never been imagined before. Don't come, God.

"Then, how should I behave, Grandma?"

"Grandmother said, there's nothing to fear. God is always with people who are patient and clean-hearted like you, Son Anggi. Grandma's sure you can get through it."

***

"Mass?"

Anggi's voice sounded hoarse in her husband's ears. They are now in the same room. Anggi sat leaning on the back of the bed, while the husband placed his head on his two thighs that were being straightened.

"Yes, Honey?" reply Prana while raising her head slightly. To see his wife's increasingly beautiful face.

"Eum, I want to talk to you about one important thing, Mas" he explained, making Prana suddenly rise and sit down to his wife.

"Yes, what's the matter, honey? Tumben, it's serious." Prana frowned, feeling there was something different about his wife. The glint in both of Anggi's eyeballs seemed to imply an unease that he could not express. That is what the senses of vision of a Mahaprana Virgo capture.

"On momongan?" said Anggi to the point, despite having doubts before, but the girl could not hide her worries since the conversation with Grandma two days ago. The words of the grandmother always lodged in his head, making the poor girl could not sleep well every night.

"Momongan?"

The next second, Prana grabbed his wife's hand, then kissed the back of his hand with a long time. "As long as it's for you to be happy, I'll be happy to obey, dear. But, you sure? I mean you're not even 18 yet, surely your body is still vulnerable, honey." The response made Anggi immediately exhale a sigh of relief.

At least her husband would support her. Although there are some things that make him worry. A very young age certainly poses many risks, both physically and mentally. And Anggi inevitably must be able to fight it with the effort he has.

The girl breathed heavily. Staring intensely at her husband's bead eyes, making the murmur of the waves increasingly ambush the recesses of her heart. "I'm sure, Mas. At least we try, whatever the outcome, I believe that Allah is All-Good" he replied steadily.

"Why do you want to have a quick mom?"

Booms! That question should have been avoided by Anggi. I just want to run away from there. The reason, the main reason he wanted to immediately become a mother is none other than because of all the words of Grandma like a fortune teller the other day. And that cannot be denied.

"No papa, Mas. Funny, love to see a little baby, gurgle. Carrier, hug especially if the child himself," said Anggi honestly, although it is not the main reason.

Prana immediately shook her laughter. "It's funny, you." He pinched both cheeks of his wife's puffiness.

"Hopefully our son will be funny rich you yes," said Prana a little shy. The words 'our son' managed to make him clumsy himself.

"What kind of guy is a girl, honey?" prana asked still with a red tinge on both of her cheeks.

Anggi can only giggle amusedly. "His dedication is the same as Allah, Mas," he replied still with a rarity at the end of the sentence.

"See if the girl should be as beautiful as you," said Prana suddenly enthusiastic to imagine her son later.

"If a guy is prettier than you are." Anggi excitedly.

***

"Man? Lo where is it? Can you pick me up at the airport next week?"

A girl was busy packing her things. Hearing Maman's ability to pick him up at the airport the next week brings a deep sense of relief in his heart.

"Yes, I'm definitely gonna meet Prana, Man."

Sometimes he complained when the back of the hand, the place where the needle was stuck, came into contact with the items he wanted to put in the suitcase.

"OK, thanks. I also asked for Prana's home address."

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