The Hidden Love

Self Torture

Jayden ran towards his father as soon as he saw William's arrival in the living room. The whole family was gathered there, minus William who had just come home because he had to overtime in the office earlier. The little boy who a few months ago just practice standing now has been able to walk well, can even run even though it is still very slow and sometimes falls.

"Hap! Jayden was hit, Dad managed to catch Jayden," said William, hugging the boy and holding him.

"Bring it up first." Love interjected, somewhat upset that her husband had forgotten a habit that required the man to clean up first before coming closer and touching Jayden.

"Just doang," replied William. Take Jayden and join the family. "Big clothes, new again?"

Jayden nodded, blabbering with his distinctive voice, telling William that the Iron Man t-shirt he wore was a gift from Raisa.

"Mama Rai bought Jayden another shirt?"

"It's not just Mama Rai who bought it with clothes, great-grandfather also just bought gold bullion and given to Jayden." Hanum. Among all the people who were there, only Love and Hanum were the ones who often protested whenever anyone spoiled Jayden to such an extent.

"It's only five gold pieces, not a plane" Arya replied.

"Tomorrow could be Papi buying the boy a plane" Hanum said.

"When he grows up. My parents gave me company, but my favorite great-grandson was given nothing."

"Jayden was only fifteen months old, Papi .." The twins' mother hissed.

"What's wrong?" the white-haired man fixed his glasses and grabbed the cup at the table, drinking the contents slowly and gracefully before returning to speech.

"The twin baby candidate Raisa also wants all Papi bought earlier if you do not forbid it" continued Arya.

"Pamali Papi," Hanum replied. Between the son-in-law and the in-laws kept fighting with their mouths.

"Who said," Arya replied lightly.

"Huh, Papi used to think about things like that. Must obey the rules and customs of our culture as Javanese, now easily Papi say that." Hanum shook his head, astonished.

"Different times, son."

"Why did Papi say that now?"

"Have ... already .. You just give Num, already. You don't know your papi," said Ratih.

"Hanum doesn't like Papi to spoil my grandchildren, they're still too small Papi."

"Then should Papi give military upbringing to Papi's great-grandson? Papi felt Papi was too old for that son," the man's pretext again, made Hanum unceasingly sigh.

There is an expression that parents will love their grandchildren or great-grandchildren more, and maybe the phrase is true, Hanum himself has proven it.

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Willmar helps his wife lie in bed. The woman's stomach that has begun to enlarge makes Raisa's movement becomes more limited, especially her position that is pregnant with two babies at once, making Raisa's stomach bigger when compared to pregnant women in general.

"What do you want? Then I'll get it," Willmar bargained.

"I'm going to sleep, I'm sleeping."

Willmar almost blew up his laughter, but it was done because he did not want to make a case with a woman who is now turning into an angry. Ever since she became pregnant, Raisa has become a sleepyhead. No matter the time, when the woman wants to sleep, then at that time she will sleep. As at this time for example, the new clock hand perched at the number nine in the morning and Raisa had already complained of drowsiness.

"okay." Willmar decided to head to the sofa and check his work that had been neglected since yesterday, but then the woman's hand on his arm made Willmar run away from there. "What's wrong?" her tanyanya gently while rubbing Raisa's head.

"Just stay here, accompany me to bed" whined the woman.

"But I'm not sleepy."

"It's okay, just stay here with me" said Raisa again.

Willmar laid his body down. He tilted his body slightly to hold Raisa, then one hand continued to caress the belly of the woman he loved so much.

"You don't care about our kids later, do you?" Raisa confirmed the position of her head, getting closer to her husband's chest.

"Your question is ngaco, yes it is clear I love it, Rai. Jayden, I love you, let alone our children, my own flesh and blood."

"But I'm afraid Mas" the great-grandson of Raisa in her husband's arms.

"What are you afraid of, heum?"

"I'm afraid we can't be fair with our children."

"could. We can be fair. We can learn with mom and dad later. They are more experienced in this, they are very fair to me and Willi's brother Rai. We can learn to be good parents later" Willmar said.

"Yes, I wish it was like that even though I'm honestly very afraid I can't be fair to them later."

"Udah, don't talk about something like that. Mending now you rest, he said sleepy."

"But I still want a story, Mas," Raisa refused.

"What news again? yes it's here, tell me the same."

"Hm, are you ready to name our children yet, Mom?"

"Udah dong" replied Willmar.

"Who?"

"Secret." Willmar smiled meaningfully.

"Ih, tell dong Mas. Please ..."

"Not now, the problem can still change Which, I still have a bad brain." The man's hand still moves rubbing his wife's stomach.

"Yes tell dong," whined Raisa.

"No way," said Willmar, staunch with his stance.

"Come on, tell me."

"Yes, but there's a fee, and it's not cheap."

"No problem, at most you want to ask for rations because we have not done it for almost two weeks" continued Raisa.

"Lho, how do you know the hell Yang?" Willmar smiled awkwardly.

"Know it. Now we don't have to worry anymore if we want to do it because our baby is safe."

"Yes, but even so I have to be careful when doing so so as not to injure our twins."

Raisa's gestational age has run eight months, should be a few weeks left then the babies in the womb will be born, but in connection with seeing the condition of Raisa and for the sake of mutual safety. Rania decides for Raisa to have a cesarean section as the only right choice for the woman to give birth to both babies. Raisa has decided on the surgery date for Raisa and now the woman is in the process of preparing mentally and physically before undergoing the surgery.

"Mas, all of a sudden I think we haven't bought any preparations for the little one," Raisa said, suddenly.

"You don't have to panic that time, there's still three weeks left before your scheduled surgery, honey."

"Yes, but still. The first child is not ready for anything."

"So how do you want?"

"What if we buy her baby gear?" raisa's eyes sparkled brightly.

"I get ready first" said Raisa, having a little trouble getting out of bed.

"Well!" Willmar is surprised not to play. The man saw his wife's reaction. Willmar thought Raisa would take her out shopping for their baby next time instead of now. "Darling, are you serious? we're leaving now?"

"Yes, when else? I don't like to push back on things" Raisa replied, quickly. The woman had even been standing in front of the closet and was busy choosing the clothes she was about to wear.

"Which, he said sleepy." Willmar went down the bed with a perfectly bent face.

"It's not sleepy, Mom. While I am still not a lahiran, I want to be satisfied with the streets in the mall, around, looking for food. Anyway I want to have fun today," said the woman excitedly.

Willmar was still standing frozen in place, scanning Raisa's appearance from head to toe. It was amazingly excited for the woman, but with such a big stomach to walk alone was enough to make Raisa overwhelmed. Willmar shook his head slowly, dispelling bad thoughts that now began to wander spoiled in his mind.

"Mas, come! you get ready too dong, yes I want to help you change clothes, yes?"

Raisa's shrill voice was able to restore the consciousness of her husband who had daydreamed for some time.

"Mas" cried Raisa again.

"Iy .. yes, okay. Here, I'm changing clothes now." Willmar walked lethargicly changing his clothes.

As soon as she finished getting ready, Raisa excitedly grabbed her husband's arm and walked out of the room.

'May there be a miracle of the world, Lord, look at him the way I am horrified and he said he wanted to go around the mall, he said.'

Unlike the look of Raisa's face that continues to shine brightly, on the contrary, Willmar's face looks sour.

"Hey, where's my beautiful granddaughter going?"

Willmar's eyes sparkled when he saw his beloved grandfather sitting in the living room. Usually the old man would bring kindness to her, and hopefully this time too.

"Opa, I'm the same Mas Willmar want to go to the mall, want to find baby equipment," replied Raisa, sumringah.

"Oh yeah? didn't Opa hear wrong?" Arya folded the newspaper in her hand and put it back on the table. "Would you like to take a walk?"

"Yes." Yeah." Raisa nodded quickly.

"Not wrong?" ask the white-haired man again.

"What's the matter, Opa?"

"Would you like a walk to the mall?" once again Arya asked her daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

"Yes, Opa."

"Related you?" the old man tested Raisa.

"I mean Opa?"

"In the mall a lot of people, hot, sultry, later there you are urged to be with other visitors."

Raisa silently digested the words of her husband's grandfather, while Willmar began to smile at himself because he understood what Arya was doing right now.

"With the condition of you who are pregnant this big, Opa is sure you are still strong streets, but are you sure you are strong if there are visitors who accidentally nenggenggol you? what if you fall?" Arya continues to launch her action to thwart her grand daughter-in-law's plan to walk in the mall.

Willmar led his wife, and unconsciously the woman complied by sitting on the sofa.

"You've been waiting for a child for a long time, right? God still loves you, once given directly two, but try to imagine if you are desperate to keep going, keep amit-amitnya you fall the reluctance of other visitors continue to fall. Your body is not as slim as before, you are carrying twins. How big do you think your stomach is?"

While the grandfather was engrossed in his actions, Willmar continued to encourage the old man in his heart. A line of prayers he said without a voice, hoping his wife would undo his intention to go to the mall.

Raisa's starting to get affected. The woman sat in agitation holding her stomach, and Willmar really enjoyed the show.

"Take a look at this" said Arya. The man got up and put two sofa pillows at once behind the shirt he was wearing. "Of this is you."

"Is my stomach that big, Opa?" ask Raisa not to believe it. The woman stared at her stomach and Arya's stomach took turns.

"Really, Opa wasn't lying. Opa, you think you often reflect, right?"

"Mas," the whine of Raisa looked at her husband.

"That's why I'm worried about you if we leave" Willmar said.

"Opa, my tummy time is that big?" the woman looked back at her grandfather.

"Yes, the baby you are carrying must be very healthy and agile, Opa sure it is, so your stomach is this big," repeated Arya. The old man continued to hold onto his large belly due to the two cushion sofas he had hidden behind his shirt.

"Yes not so, I don't want my baby why-why. They were the first grandchildren in my parents' extended family" Raisa broke up while rubbing her belly.

"Ka .. ka .. kek ..." Jayden said. The boy ran over to his great-grandfather. At his age, Jayden can only say a few words clearly, the rest is still a lot that has not been spoken well.

"Hei Grandpa's great-grandfather's favorite. Come here, sweetie." Arya stretched out her arms, but Jayden stopped her legs from looking at the old man's stomach.

"Yes ... Hua ..." the boy cried in fear.

"Oh, Honey. Why cry?"

"Opa scares him" Willmar said.

"Hm, all right, honey. Grandpa's gonna throw out this creepy pillow, okay? stop crying." Arya hurriedly took out the sofa cushion from inside her stomach and returned it to the sofa. "Come, here sweetheart, let Grandpa geeky."

Jayden shook his head and continued to cry. Her tiny hand kept pulling Arya's hand away.

"Papa, Honey. Cup, sweet boy can't cry darling." Willmar tried to calm the boy down but Jayden's cries grew.

"Take a hold and give him to me Mas." Raisa.

"You can't possibly carry him."

"Just put him next to me."

Willmar said he sat Jayden next to Raisa, letting Raisa hug the boy and wipe his tears.

"Darling, stop crying. Same with Mama Rai, huh?"

"Honey," call Love who just appeared in the room.

"Mother, Jayden was crying and did not want to be silent with his mother" said Willmar.

"Actually he was sleepy and it was time to sleep, but just now his father, wanted to sleep with his father, he said. I stayed for a while to get some milk, she ran away and ran here" Cinta reported.

"Ih, Honey. Cup, cup .. here. Bobo and Papa, right?" ask Willmar.

With his wet face, Jayden looked at the father's twin.

"You want to sleep with Papa?" repeat Willmar until the next second the boy nodded.

Love breathes a sigh of relief. He let Willmar carry Jayden and led him into the boy's room.

"It looks like she won't have any trouble if you give birth later, Rai. Look, he's been very flexible being a father" Arya said.

"Yes, Opa." Raisa smilingly looks at Arya and Love alternately.

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