
His lips smiled, his hands were rubbing a small black-and-white picture. Sitting on a bed, with a chant of holy verse heard from a cell phone. In his heart he said so many prayers. For the beloved child who is still in his womb.
Until the sound from the phone stops and he turns back. As it continued, and continued until he felt he had sat too long. Finally, the woman got out of the bed and set her foot downstairs. He wanted to sit down, who knew his mother had come out of his room.
But alas, below is completely deserted. "Maybe you're tired" Yasmine said. He was no longer feeling sleepy, as he had already slept on the way home earlier. So, maybe now there are two parents who sleep because they are tired.
The woman sat on the sofa, looking to the right and left. It was like he was not in his house. I don't know what he wants, which is clear he's like hitching a ride in someone's house.
Yasmine smiled sinisterly, then lowered her head rubbing her stomach. "I don't miss you, but you do, son?" katilah.
"At what, Yas?"
Yasmine looked up, it was the father who came out of her room. "Dad," he said.
Ilyas' father smiled, then approached and sat down next to the princess. "What's up, why?" ask the father.
"Dad not rest? Tired loh," asked the princess.
"When are you Dad's grandchildren? Well 'was taken with her mother tired, '" asked the father back.
"Why are we being asked, so on, and even turning back?" Yasmine rested her head on the shoulders of the father.
"Because we already know the answer, Yas," said Father. Yasmine nodded, confirming what her father had said.
"Yes" called Ilyas' father slowly.
"Hm, why Dad?" Yasmine kept tightly hugging the father's arm.
"What, you think wedding rings are important?" ask Dad. The young pregnant woman was silent. Whether it was important or not, obviously because of the father's question, he remembered the young man who wanted to get to know him and thought he was still a girl because there was no ring on the finger.
"Why silence?" ask Dad again.
"I don't know, Dad," replied the daughter. "But someone wanted to know me because there was no ring on my finger. The man thinks I'm still alone" Yasmine explained.
"So, important?" ask Ilyas' father again.
"Come, Dad. Never mind Well, I don't want to talk about the ring. Honestly, Dad. I'm sad to remember that shiny little thing. Because, I remember the early days of marriage, where Alfin and I both didn't want this to happen."
"But now you're both accepting, right?" ask the father to make sure. Not without reason, the father asked. Because I just want to ensure the princess' happiness. Is that right, her daughter is happy. Or quite the opposite.
Yasmine did not reply, but she nodded.
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Until the moment that awaited arrived, namely the change of time. Calling my husband home this afternoon. So, Yasmine decided to go home after teaching, and this afternoon she was enjoying a warm tea on the terrace with Mbak Fifi.
The two were busy chatting, until Alfin's car arrived at the courtyard of the house. Yasmine remained seated in her place, but her lips smiled widely welcoming the arrival of her beloved husband.
Mbak Fifi then pampit inside while carrying a cup whose contents have run out.
Meanwhile, Alfin got down from the car and approached the wife. Raising hands while saying hello. After the wife salim, he also sat next to his wife.
"Why, sit here?" ask Alfin who is now sitting next to his second wife.
"What's the matter, peeper," he said slowly.
"The pregnant woman's mood was fickle Al, so you should know, and now I'm sitting quietly without saying much."
"Oh, like that." Alfin nodded his head, believing what the wife was saying.
What Yasmine felt now was a sad feeling. Because, somehow his longing for the husband made him feel pain because of the bitter reality.
"Don't you know?" ask Alfin.
Yasmine who was staring at the husband replied with a headband. Alfin smiled, "so I went through the garden of the next complex. There are so many pregnant mothers who are walking in the afternoon, and immediately I invite you there. We're streets. There are many swings that are sure to fit adults."
"But, if it's not in the mood, it's tomorrow afternoon" continued Alfin.
Yasmine's smile grew wider. "I want to" he answered.
"But there are conditions" said the husband.
"What?" Yasmine frowned.
"You have to tell me everything that makes you out of the mood" Alfin said with a wide smile.
"Yes" replied Yasmine.
Honestly, Yamanie's feelings are still sad. It was only the article of the ring, but to be honest it still makes his heart hurt, because with that he remembered the time where he was not wanted by the husband.
Although not spoken verbally, but as a woman who has feelings, she can certainly feel everything.
Now, the two have arrived at the next complex park. The place is beautiful, beautiful and soothing. Lots of trees, and playgrounds for children are really spacious. The two then walked hand in hand, enjoying the afternoon breeze.
Until Yasmine's gaze was fixed on a pregnant woman with a husband who was stroking the stomach. The two of them sat on a bench under a large tree. Both of them look so happy, chatting and as if they are talking to the child.
"Al!" call Yasmine, she stopped her steps. But his hand still tightly grasped the hand of the husband.
Alfin turned his head towards the wife who suddenly stopped, "why? Wanna sit?"
Yasmine shook her head, "I want to ask."
"What?"
"How do you feel, same me?" ask Yasmine.
"meaning?" Alfin stood up.
"Your feelings for me and Alifa" Yasmine explained.
"I don't understand, try here first." Alfin stepped his feet towards the bench and took his wife to sit there too. He then told Yasmine to sit down, even with her sitting next to his wife.
"Why you?"
"I just want it" Yasmine replied.
"You, weird. We agreed to go through all of this patiently and sincerely. But, today you are different, you suddenly shut up and suddenly also asked like that, what is it?"