The Thorn in the Family

Could it?

Randi is silent, he is reluctant to answer the Rose question and chooses to leave the Rose, in the car locked. While Rose, he was agitated at the thought of all the bad possibilities that would happen. She squeezed the end of her dress with one hand. Randi's shadow, will leave and appear so airborne on his head.

Randi walked away, mingling with hordes of people who were juggling for food. He chose some foods that Google thinks are good for pregnant women.

Sure enough Randi, bought quite a lot of food. Starting from the fruits that taste sour to sweet. Various processed milk drinks and also some other heavy foods, such as duck rice, rice padang and satay. Not to forget Randi also bought fruit salad.

After a long time hunting for food, Randi returned to the car with two large plastic bags, on both sides of his hand.

“Eat!”.he said coldly without seeing his wife's face.

“This much Mas?”, the forehead of the Roses is wrinkled, when received two large plastic bags in his hands.

“I want to give my best to the boy. Are not you and Mama who demand my responsibility as Father, your duty is only to contain, making sure he is healthy when in your stomach until giving birth later. And let's quickly end this complicated story!”.

Jamb.

Pain is actually the feeling of the Rose, just now he was a little happy when Randi, accompanied the check and gave a lot of food for him. He thought Randi had received his presence when he saw the child. Turns out he was wrong.

The rose fell silent, and her heart was wounded for the umpteenth time. He looked up at the ceiling of the car, trying to hold back his cries, as usual Rose will try to toughen up and accept the situation. Though his heart was torn to pieces for the umpteenth time.

Not wanting to dissolve in heartache, which was created through the words and treatment of her husband, making the Rose, chose to open a plastic bag containing fruits. He picked up a bunch of grapes there and began to enjoy the sour taste that collaborated with the sweet. She prefers to enjoy the night as Randi's wife, although she knows Randi, never considers her presence.

She ate the grapefruit and the orange quite enthusiastically did not want to disappoint her husband. For a long time she did not feel like riding in a car enjoying the night streets, looking at the beautiful lights twinkling at night, what else is currently with her husband. The person he loved so much. She still hopes that her husband will fall out over time.

While Randi, he chose to focus on staring at the streets without giving any comment on the Roses.

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Suka Maju Village.

“Jesus!!! I've almost two months not found my monthly guests”. His eyes bulged when he saw his phone, he used to record when the beginning and end time got monthly guests, this thing Tari did to calculate his fertile period. As part of his business and Randi, to get momongan.

He chose to stop the scale for a moment, then calm his suddenly thumping heart. There was great hope that he was waiting for, but there was also a reality that prevailed.

Dari decided to turn towards the nearest pharmacy to his house, he hesitated but also wanted to be sure. Although the doctor had said that he could not have children, but what harm if he hoped for a miracle.

With trembling hands, he received five testpacks from the dispensary keeper. He buys from a variety of different brands, in comparison to the results later. Dance was also determined to check it out for herself as a whack cure.

With a heart that was not good, he stepped back to go home. There is a pent-up hope that wants to be achieved, there is also a fear of the future that he will face. Arriving inside the house, he greeted Risma warmly by carrying a plate of white fried rice, his favorite food.

“Mother, Mommy let's eat first, Mommy must be hungry from earlier not rest at all”. The small hand offered a plate of white fried rice with the addition of cow's eye eggs and crackers.

“This is me and my grandmother who made”. chirp, by demonstrating how to make fried rice earlier with Miss Marni.

“It was Risma who made it, special for his beloved mother he said”. Now the three women are enjoying their simple dinner.

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In the evening, Tari sat on the edge of her bed, she recalled the words of her neighbor, and then her hand reached for the bag beside her. Unlock some testpacks wrapped in plastic.

This is the hundredth testpack he bought during his marriage with Randi. Dance memorized the brands right from the most expensive price to the cheapest price. A moment later he again kept the testpack in his bag, not wanting his mother to see.

I have not had more than two months of monthly guests, but I do not feel any symptoms like a pregnant person. I also do not feel nausea, dizziness or sensitive to certain smells. I just feel hurt and disappointed.

O Allah, if you allow me to conceive and become a woman, then I am very happy, if not, then strengthen me. Write down your best destiny after this, Rab.

His hands looked up, he again begged a force from his creator, hoping for goodness and wonder, from the fate that befell him.

Dance glanced at the little girl who was fast asleep at the side of her bed. Sufficiently shady face can divert her heartache some of this time.

Do I not have children, Risma is part of the trust that powers me. Although she was not born from my womb, my affection and sincerity loved her so much.

Now that Dari is curled up trying to close her eyes, she is preparing for the morning. I don't know what surprise God will give her.

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It was still dark, even the sound of the night beast was still faintly heard within the ears. But the day has changed, just waiting for the sun to shine on the earth. Dance began to open her eyes slowly, she accidentally woke up earlier than the rest of the house.

It is still four in the morning, the accurate time to do a pregnancy test independently. His hand snatched the five testpacks he had bought yesterday, then hid them behind his pajama pocket. He sat down for a while, trying to calm his turbulent heart.

With trembling footsteps, she walked towards the bathroom, this was the longest phase of her life not having her monthly guests present. He stumbled into the bathroom that passed through his mother's room.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim, Tari closed his eyes when he put the flat object into a small tube that he carried.