
In the eighth month of Dona's pregnancy, Khalis is more eager to shop for her baby's needs than Dona. One of his favorite places to shop is from his gadgets, especially at night before they go to bed.
" Which, look at this, a portable baby box, can be mounted next to the bed "
Dona just glanced.
" Eee, kok glanced at doang. Look here dong?!! "
" Yes I've seen, in FB a lot of it's advertising"
" I buyin, right?? want ga?? it's good to eat the place "
" It's up to you "
" Yeah, I bought it "
" Yes, please, I just take it right" Dona said uninspiredly.
Khalis who realized this, put his HP and turned his body towards Dona who was reading a book.
" Read what?? "
" Book of "
" Ooo yaa book, kirain read mind "
Dona glanced at Khalis while taking her breath, then went back to reading her book.
" What book?? "
" The savings book "answered Dona just made Khalis smile.
" Something's in that mood again ain't good "
" Want some ice cream?? chocolate boy?? " he continued again.
" Nope "
" Want to be hugged?? " said Khalis while closing his position to the side of Dona.
" Helped is also not good, ngeganjel in front "
" From the side, here "
Dona rested his head on Khalis' chest. Khalis then stroked Dona's arm, kissing her head.
Khalis has understood the mood of Dona who recently went up and down. And the best way is to be quiet, because Dona will answer whatever her husband asks.
" Yang, we go to the beach, yuk. What's tomorrow morning?? the Indrayanti beach "
" We leave at 6, so get there around 7:30. Don't eat breakfast, we'll have breakfast there "
" Aisha is also at home. I want Rahma to be able to "
" It's up to you" replied Dona.
Khalis turned off his room lights and replaced them with sleeping lights.
" Tomorrow morning we pick up Rahma, continue to go to the beach. Ok?? "
Dona simply nodded then pulled the blanket.
Khalis waited for Dona to fall asleep, and sent a WA message to Rahma.
" I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, 6 o'clock. We're going to Indrayanti beach "
The new Rahma will go to sleep soon.
" Okay "
The next morning at Indrayanti beach, the sunlight is still friendly.
Their four children immediately ran to the beach, Aisha and Ara were engrossed in water play and running around. Rafif, as usual, accompanied Zalfa to play sand.
" We make a sand castle?? "
" How is it, Mas?? "
" Zalfa had a little bucket, right?? the bucket we made tools to print sand into a palace "
" Yes!! come Mas!! "
Khalis hugged Dona's waist while walking to watch her four children play. While Rahma was engrossed in taking pictures and videos of the beach atmosphere and accidentally, her camera caught the figure of a man she knew walking alone.
Rahma waved her hand and the man approached.
" What?? by himself?? I don't think it might be "
" Haadee Paaaak, it hasn't been answered, it's been answered again. It may not be itself. Tuh Pak Bos and his wife with their four children "Rahma replied.
" Eh where?? how can I not see?? "
" Tuh that way, the road together, dating fashion on. And I've guessed why I was invited "
" Hahaha make a ngejagain boy huha!!?? "
" Eeeiiimmm, mementin dong Sir. Alone right?? unemployed right?? "
" Know, I didn't know that I was with a college friend first. They were there again on a sit-down as well. Yowes I'm going to be "
" Eh, what's it?! "
" Take yourself, ama mat. Mas Khalis said ntar jajan aja. It's a kid's drink "
" Ooo, I'll buy the same food drinks first, wait a minute "
" Ok "
" Ih tumben Pak Dimas friendly "inner Rahma.
Soon after Dimas brought back various fried foods and stews and drinks.
" Nih, a warm mump "
" Thank you Sir "
" Eh we ain't at the office, don't call 'Sir' dong!! "
" Thus?? I may not call my name, right?? "
" Why isn't it?? "
" It's not good, it's older, the boss in the office is also "
" Hmmm youes, whatever you want to call"
" Hmm where is the original?? I'm not a jogja "
" Idih import!! from where?? "
" Same as Mr. Bos, Jakarta. But I'm from college already in Jogja, so yes the logic has followed "
" Hooo, Brother dong!! "
" Yes that's how it is "
" Okay, I call you brother "
" Okay deal "
Khalis and Dona approach both.
" Eh, Dimas. Here too?? "
" Yes sir, same with my college friends "
" You go to college here?? Whereabouts?? " ask Dona.
" Machine Engineering UGM "
" Waaah pinter dong, UGM alumnus "
" If he's not smart, he's not probably my assistant "
" He passed the tests of the 6 candidates offered, and Dimas was the youngest among all "
Dona and Rahma looked at me,
" Waaah daebak!! " said Rahma.
Dimas was blushed by the praise of Khalis.
" in 5-6 years, you can already occupy my current position. So do not protest if you I give a lot of tasks, it's a practice for you later "
" Hihihi yes Sir, thank you "
" Oiya, sir, Mom, please have a potluck snack, from the stall" said Dimas while pointing to the stall where he bought it.
" Syukron "
" Afwan "
" So how's your relationship going?? " ask Khalis.
Dimas and Rahma looked at him,
" sthat mean?? "
" What does that mean?? when proposal?? how long has it been since we fooled you?? I think it's been a long time" replied Dona.
Dimas replied casually,
" Ooo, until 'nanya calls what ' "
Rahma also widened her eyes.
" Eh ga that!! wha?? uh how the hell is this?? "
" Ma, follow me, let me finish the interrogation " whispered Dimas.
" Hmmm doing whispers "
" If I may rikues, myself again ndutnya nih. If you want to marry, wait for childbirth, at least 3 months after I give birth, yes 5-6 months from now "
" Yes!! later, they waited for him. Just in time, only 2 weeks directly so "
" Will you, me who swells like this ball, follow the photo of the contract and the recipe?? it's so ugly!! "
" Yes no problem, naturally her name is a large pregnant woman. But honey ain't ugly... "
" Wait after I give birth!!"
Rahma and Dimas witness the quarrel of this strange couple with faces full of question marks.
" Why are they fighting?? " said Rahma.
" The question is, do we want to get married?? " ask Dimas.
" Yes!! so what exactly is it?? we want to get married?? by when?? how do I not know?? " ask Rahma too.
" I didn't know we were getting married either. They fight because of what dong?? " ask Dimas again.
Khalis and Dona finally realize their unfair quarrel.
" Ok!! By the time you set your wedding date, firm boy!! you have to dare to make a decision!! "
" I'm sorry, sir, who wants to get married?? " ask Dimas.
" O you two!! that time was discussed "
" It was the same Boss Mr. Dona, we did not follow, only ndengerin only" replied Dimas.
Khalis and Dona finally realized his mistake, they looked at him and took a deep breath...
" We've already discussed this problem, maybe this is the third time, the first time we finish or the reception, tuh, the second truss after we go home umrah and the third yaa now " replied Dona.
" Okay, sorry, Ma'am. The feeling all along that bothered Mbak same Mas aja. We just ndengerin only " explained Rahma.
" Yes, we never say yes, never contact each other" added Dimas.
" All right then. Dimas and Rahma, I ask you both to think about the possibility of you two getting married. I'm serious about setting you two up, see what criteria you want. Dimas, you want a hijab-wearing woman, Rahma hijab. Rahma, you want a smart and deft man, Dimas has proven it during his work. Think about it, when I was your age, I had Rafif" Khalis said.
" You two are both immigrants in this city, both living in hostels. It's better if you fill each other up. Try it istikharah, who knows if you are fooled" added Dona.
" We're both serious" Khalis added.
Dimas and Rahma simply fell silent not answering. After a moment of silence, Dimas finally made a sound.
" Okay, we are istikharah, whatever the result will be the best of God "
Rahma scrunched her forehead and
" Seriously?? This really?? not lip service?? "
" Had it been Ma, let's take care of his business " replied Dimas.
" Yo Sir?? uh Bang!!! oh, that's dong!! does Mr Dimas want to marry me?? "
" Call him Bang or Sir anyway?? "
" Call 'Bang' doesn't match his name!! uh answer that, what was I doing!! "
" Ma, my fellow singles, it's nothing to lose, we are istikharah!! "