The Second Wife

Part 069 # Here's Yas Life

He's still there. Sitting looking at his bare wig finger, there was nothing even t a h i flies did not exist. The woman's lips smiled obliquely, she even forgot the unfinished show of her brother. He enjoys his quiet time alone. More precisely he could mourn his sadness alone.

Back and forth to take a breath to eliminate the feeling of tightness that is in the chest. "This is life, Yas," he told himself. Still looking at the flaky fingers. Maybe if in the snap decorated with nail polish will be more beautiful, but unfortunately she does not wear the color for her beautiful nails until later when giving birth arrived.

Because, he will only wear nail polish when it comes to the moon. "We have to go, enjoy, be grateful" he continued, staring at the five right fingers rubbed by the left finger.

"Yes, baby," he said again on the stomach that if sitting has begun to look prominent. Although it is still not very noticeable maybe if others see it will only think that it is fat.

Yasmine laughed alone, then her hands switched to rubbing her lament stomach. "You're gonna be mom's friend, aren't you, kid. You're not going to share__" the sentence is interrupted when someone suddenly asks him.

"For what?"

Yasmine then turned her head, there a pair of husband and wife walked towards her. Of course accompanied by a big smile to say hello. Yasmine naturally replied with a wide smile as well.

The two pairs of legs stopped right next to him sitting down. He looked up, staring at the two pairs of narrowed eyes. Maybe glare because it just came out of a place that is not too bright to the open as it is now.

"For sustenance, here are many mosquitoes" he said, scratching his arm. Play the drama so that the two people in front of him believe.

"Yes, why are you here, Yas?" asked Alfin who squatted in front of Yasmine. Making the beautiful female netra follow how her movements.

"In the crowded, I need a quiet atmosphere. It turns out that it's not fun here either" he said with a smile.

"Yes, already. Come on in, Yas," take Alifa. He extended his hand to the honey.

"Come on." Yasmine stands. Then Alfin also stood up and followed the steps of his two wives. The man felt strange, especially when suddenly, Yasmine who was most affectionate with her brother could leave the event just to be alone.

It's strange, but even asking is impossible now. The man thought positively, 'Maybe the effect of getting pregnant, ' she said in her heart.

The two beautiful women walked cheerfully, holding hands while occasionally looking at each other and smiling. Closer to the venue and back to the event there. It turned out to be only the final event, which was throwing flowers. Yasmine and Alifa could only see.

The two sat in a chair, recording the event via cell phone. Until finally the flowers are thrown and who gets to know who. Yasmine and Alifa do not know, because the one getting is the family of Zahra.

All the shows are over, and the conversation is over. Now it's time to go home. Not all of them, Yahya was left there. Now he hugged his sister very tightly.

"Congratulations once again, Brother," said Yasmine with tears soaking Yahya's clothes.

Yahya nodded, "sorry yes, if after this I cannot be as attentive as yesterday. Anyway, you take good care of yourself and your son yes, love you Yas."

Now both of them already have a family, so it will not be possible to easily meet like before, the story as before, let alone the hold-ups as before. That wouldn't be possible. So, do not blame if now, Yasmine is still hugging her beloved sister tightly.

Yasmine did not answer, after being felt enough she then took off and hugged the sister-in-law. "Welcome to our family, brother. Don't be surprised by me being chatty, don't be angry if you like my chat every time. Even though it seems after this he will be going to wash to Brother," Yasmine told her sister-in-law.

Zahra nodded. "Let's just remember Yas, if he doesn't ask how you're doing, then Big Brother will ask" he said.

"Ah, thank You Beautiful Brother," said Yasmine sincerely.

After the drama of crying haru, the woman who is now pregnant then went home with her father and mother. No longer with mom and dad, because they went straight home.

In the back seat. Leaning against her mother, the beautiful Netra Yasmine was closed. Drowsiness immediately doubled as the wheels of the car began to spin leaving the parking lot.

Radiah's mother rubbed the child's head with love, even when it was felt to be slumbering. He put the princess's head to sleep comfortably on her lap. Like putting little Yasmine to sleep.

"Well!" call mother. Despite calling her husband, she still looked at the princess.

"Why, Mom?" ask the father with a little turn his body towards the back. The driver just kept watching the road.

"Mother was sad, earlier ..when Yahya and Zahra exchanged rings and showed them to the camera, I saw Yasmine watching her finger" she said.

Yes, as a mother. Of course Radiah's mother understood what was on her son's mind.

"Keep, what should you do, ma'am?" ask dad again.

"It doesn't have to be anything. Mom just told. Later if too long, their hearts actually hurt each other, then mom will__"

"Don't like su'udzon the same future, ma'am. Who knows, later, after more time, they get along more and their love becomes mountainous. They just need time, the longer they are together, they will definitely understand more about their daily lives. Gradually all of it will taste everyday food. So, I can't just talk."

Mother nodded. "Mom always prays for Mother's children to be happy. Even when it's like this, the mother always hopes for the two daughters of the mother to always get along well and there is no dispute."

That's what a mother says. But in reality, any mother would obviously not be willing to see her daughter grieve for a long time. Between Yasmine and Alifa, Radiah's mother is indeed unable to choose. However, if until later his son feels sad, just let the princess who he will tell to give up.

As good as man is, it will obviously have a fault. Seadilnya a husband, there must be a moment of caliphate and forget when comfortable again hit. So a mother who clearly knows the sweet acid of the household, must know how family life by sharing.