The Second Wife

Part 060Big Love

The middle-aged woman heard carefully what the princess was talking about. His hands did not stop from rubbing Yasmine's smooth cheeks. He understood what the youngest princess was feeling. The boy was obviously feeling sorry for his honey, because Alifa had not been able to get offspring.

"Yes" said Mother. "It should be, last night could be the right time for you to say everything."

"Yes, but how do I know if it turns out Alifa will be happy. I think he'll be disappointed." Yasmine then brought her body to sit next to her mother.

"Yes already. According to Mother, it's good that you talk to your husband later, then you gather three and you both tell this happy news. Then just tell the parents," said Mother.

"Like that, ma'am."

Mother nodded. The two women were talking about something else. As later, when the age of the womb enters four months there will be four months and when the content enters the age of seven months, there will be seven months. "Well, at that time you can just buy baby equipment," said Mother.

"When what now, Mom?" ask Yasmine curiously.

"Pamali." mother's reply made the woman advance her lips while nodding her head.

"It has. Now what do you want to eat? Let the mother cook, especially for Grandma's grandchildren who are in the stomach," said the mother to the princess who pursed her lips.

"Mmm, sleep with mom. I don't want to eat, I want fruit."

Mom smiled broadly. "Come on. Mother accompany child and grandson rest. Let's get healthier." The mother then stood up and pulled Yasmine's hand slowly and took the child's hand to walk towards her room on the second floor.

"Later, when it starts to grow large stomach. I moved your room in the guest room" said the mother as she climbed the stairs.

Yasmine looked at the mother's hand and smiled broadly. His mother is really good, better than anything. Never sue him, never angry and always advise slowly and easily understood.

His life was completely surrounded by good people, from parents, siblings, to so good friends. Even willing to share her husband with her. Given this, Yasmine felt less grateful as she still complained about the time that felt lacking between herself and Alfin. Though a week to a week is the longest time for Alifa, who was never in living to combine other women by her husband.

Which is usually only in working life. Now, he must be willing to stay with a woman who is honey to him.

Yasmine smiled broadly. In his heart whispered, 'Thank you Allah. I Love You.'

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Like Yasmine who wants to confide in her mother, so does Alifa. The beautiful woman also went to her mother's house. It's been a long time since she's seen the man who gave birth to her.

In the room he used to live in, he and his mother talked together. While me nik ma ti pastries made by Alifa. Castengel cake made by the only girl it always makes Mama Widia like it. According to the petite middle-aged woman, "The taste of the cake made by the mother's child was the most delicious. Nothing beats, "so praise mom Widia every time her son makes a cake.

Which always makes Alifa shake her head to see the behavior of the mother. If he sees, mama's behavior is like Yasmine's. So sometimes they always say that, "I think we're exchangeable children," he and Yasmine said every time they were together.

"How, Lif? News of the mother's son that one, it's been a long time Mama did not call Yayas."

"Oh, huh? What news?" ask your mom with a mouth full of cake.

"Alifa still doesn't know, Ma. This is just like. You see, the behavior of Alfin and Yayas lately is strange," he said.

"What would you like, darling?" Mama put away the jar and drank the water that the princess provided. He sat straight up facing Alfah.

"Like, those who used to dislike young mangoes, now they like it. Then Alfin was morning sick, but from day to night he was mediocre. And last night, Yayas almost said that she was pregnant," she told him what she knew.

"Are you happy? If Yasmine is pregnant?" ask mama Widia.

"I'm happy, Ma. It's just, I want to, too" he said with teary eyes.

Mama Widia has no power not to cry. The middle-aged woman hugged the princess tightly. "Patience, Honey. Mama used to be a long time ago, not getting offspring. Until Mama and Papa finally resigned," said mama.

"We're just different, Lif. Mama's position used to be better than yours. As for you, it will obviously be difficult, because when a husband has two wives and one of them is pregnant, it will be very difficult. And you, as one of them, have to be really patient. Remember back to your original wish, this is all your request. And you, must be ready."

Alifa nodded in the arms of her mother. The middle-aged woman hugged the princess tightly, also kissing the old top of her son's head. Really, he felt the pain of how a wife who wants to get pregnant at the age of marriage that has been very long.

Though mom Widia does not want the child to follow in the footsteps of her long married but never get pregnant. But, in reality the princess felt it too.

For a long time Widia's mother hugged the princess, channeling her sense of being stronger. "Are you ready, son? If the happy news comes? Mama Yakin, now Yayas is also waiting for the right moment," said Mama after unraveling her embrace.

"I'm so ready for that, Ma. I'll even be very happy. Lifa wasn't hurt for Yasmine's pregnancy. It's just that, I want to too," he said with a wide smile.

"Mama's son is really great. You are like a gift, kind, mature and loving. It is not wrong when you are in the stomach, mama always pray that you have a nature like her," said mama Widia cupped the face of the princess.

Alifa smiled. "Just as if we were the switched princess. Don't-don't, Yayas's pregnant mother wanted a woman like mama."

"Yes. That's right, like that we are both," said mama Widia while laughing. "But, I don't think Yayas is more than mama."

Alifa shook her head. "Of course, you're the same, Ma."

"Eh, dare ya. You're the same mama" said mama Widia feigned annoyance.

"Again, Ma. Best mom.

The two women hugged. Mama knew that Alfa was carrying her heart for a moment to forget her sadness for wanting a pregnancy.