
In her uneasiness, Mia stood staring at the window of her closed room. The heavy rain reminded him of Dion who was in Surabaya. Mia recalled all the wonderful memories of being with her husband in that room. Mia circulated her gaze to every corner of the room. Almost every place there gave him a beautiful impression. Her lips smiled bitterly. The miss is growing.
"A, be careful! Maafin Mia could not accompany and serve Aa. That's Mia's job" Mia murmured.
She wanted to follow her husband wherever he went. But Mia can't be selfish either. Mia knows that in her stomach there are the lives of two twins. They can't be sapped.
Honey, pray Papa to work well! And we'll gather here again.
Mia rubbed her growing stomach. Long standing in front of the window, Mia felt her legs ache. He walked up to the dresser and sat in front of the mirror. Staring closely at his face that emanated from the reflection of the mirror. Mia repeatedly looked to the left and right of her cheeks.
It's getting bigger and longer! Not in love with fermipan.
Mia stood up and turned around. Seeing the drastic changes in his body. In her four-month pregnancy, Mia had already gained eight kilos of her initial weight. It felt sad when he saw his body was not clear shape.
"But all this for your sake, twins. Mama is willing to do this as long as you are healthy in your stomach, Mama" murmured Mia.
His hands rubbed his stomach repeatedly. It was as if he was reassuring himself that he was not talking to himself. There are twins in her stomach who always listen to her words. Not infrequently, when lonely Mia always invites her twins to tell stories. Although there was no real response, Mia was always engrossed in storytelling. Because Mia was convinced that they were actually still hearing every word that came out of Mia's mouth.
Suddenly his laughter could not be held back when he remembered Dion's words at that time.
'If you go down the stairs, be careful! Strong grip, I'm afraid you roll.'
A speech that sounded when painful, but funny when Mia recalled it. Missing Dion's presence and babble, Mia came out of her room and wanted to go down the stairs.
Mia's room, located on the first floor, makes Mia unable to go up and down stairs without a purpose. But for this time, Mia did not need a reason. His longing for Dion's silliness was enough to serve as an excuse. Although Mia knew, perhaps this was illogical for others.
With a breath Mia rose to the top of the second floor. Soon, he came back down. Mia held on tightly as she went down the stairs. His head remembered Dion's words, to be careful. His lips smiled widely. His face clearly looked very happy. Feeling unsatisfied, Mia went up once again. As she was about to descend, Mia smiled again as her memory opened up Dion's speech memory, for the umpteenth time.
"A, what kind of ball is Mia? How come Aa said she's afraid to roll anyway?" mia said softly while holding back her laughter.
Mia could not blame Dion's remarks entirely, as indeed Mia's rapidly rising body made her look round. His body is not too high with a weight that continues to skyrocket, making Mia was not confident.
"Mia, what are you doing?" ask Mrs Helen.
"Mama hasn't slept?" ask Mia.
"Mama woke up when she heard people going up and down the stairs, and then laughing at night. Why are you Mia?" ask Mrs Helen.
"Sorry Ma, Mia interrupted Mama's break." Mia's face changed instantly.
"Mia, I'm sorry Mama. Mama didn't mean that. Mama was just astonished. What the hell are you doing here?" ask Mrs Helen.
Twice Mrs Helen's question has not been answered. He hoped that this third question would make Mia answer his curiosity.
"What's? Oh my goodness Miaaaa. If Mama is you, Mama has crushed the Dion with a glass. Really ngeselin he? Sorry Dion, yes, Mi." Miss Helen felt bad about herself with her son's words.
"Mia is kangen Ma. The same kangen kekonya Aa. Aa who always mocked Mia but was happy when she heard Mia's weight went up," replied Mia.
"Mia, you don't mind much! Weight problems are easy. Later after birth, you can diet. There are doctors who are ready to help your diet program. But then yes if it's born," persuaded Mrs Helen.
"Geez Ma, Mia didn't think that far. It's just that Mia feels less confident when she sees Mia's body" said Mia.
"You're still pretty. There's no reason for you to feel less confident" Ms. Helen said.
Mia smiled and hugged her mother-in-law. Then he decided to go back to his room. Mia closed the door of her room and leaned behind the door.
"A, Mia has gone down the stairs carefully. Mia didn't roll. It's still safe to be under control" murmured Mia.
Mia broke down her body and covered her with a blanket. Keep a roll beside him.
"Good sleep A" said Mia.
Mia hugged the bolster that was beside her, as if it was Dion.
Every night and day, Mia passed by with patience. Waiting for my beloved husband to come back with her. Every miss only he expressed through a telephone connection or video call. Dion, who understands Mia's circumstances and feelings, always takes the time to contact Mia. Even if Dion was working in his room, Dion would make a video call with Mia.
Although Dion is busy struggling with a laptop and a pile of files on her desk, Mia is quite happy when she sees the face of her husband who is busy working.
Praaaaang
One day, the glass Mia was holding fell down. His fragments scattered, after hitting the floor. Mia cried out hysterically when she accidentally heard Lady Helen and Mr. Wira were chatting. They discussed that Dion was in the hospital.
"Mia, what's wrong with you?" ask Mrs Helen.
"Ma, Mia has to go to Surabaya now," said Mia while crying.
"Would you like to go to Surabaya?" ask Mrs Helen.
"Mama said it was A Dion in the hospital" Mia said.
"Mia, you calm down. Mama's not done talking. That Dion," said Lady Helen again stopped because Mia had cut off her speech.
"Ma, how can Mia calm down? Mia's husband went to the hospital. Mia should be next to A Dion. I'm gonna need Mia again. Poor Aa alone," said Mia interrupted by sobs.
"Yes ibuuun. Mia, Dion's not alone. There were people accompanying her in the hospital" Ms Helen said.
"But it should be Mia who takes Aa there Ma" said Mia.
There was a deep sense of guilt, when Mia found out that her husband was sick. Mia cannot take care of him. Even just accompanying him is an impossibility.
"Mia, don't you want to ask Dion what's sick?" ask Mia.
"Hungs? Acute ashma? DB'S? High cholesterol? Struk?" ask Mia to panic.
"Hussst! Do you swear on your own husband?" said Mrs Helen.
"Keep A Dion sick what, Ma?" ask Mia.
"Moon," replied Lady Helen.
Feeling tired enough to argue with Mia, Lady Helen left Mia and Mr. Wira. He chose to go back to his room. Rest for a moment his nerves that have stiffened.
Miaaa, you really pissed me off. Patience Helen patience. Mia is actually a sweet child, only her behavior sometimes likes to make blood rise.
Mia looked at Madame Helen who was getting away. He wiped his tears and saw Mr. Wira. Without a response, Mr. Wira just sits sweetly enjoying a cup of coffee. Maybe he was the one who had enjoyed the show of two people arguing, just because of boils.
"Pa," call Mia.
"Hemmm," replied Mr. Wira after sipping his black coffee.
"A Dion really does have boils?" ask Mia.
"Mama said so," replied Mr. Wira.
"A Dion didn't say the same?" ask Mia.
"Sir" replied Mr. Wira.
"Kok Aa didn't tell Mia?" asked Mia sadly.
"Mia, you don't mind much. Dion didn't want to say the same to Mama. Mama called Dion, but she said Dion was in the hospital again. You take a break there!" said Mr. Wira.
"Yes Pa, Mia, excuse me!" said Mia.
When the door was closed, Mia sat on the sofa.
A Dion got boils? How can ya? A Dion is a rich man. As Mia knew, boils were a disease of the villagers. Ah, Mia just call Aa let me know more.
"A," called Mia as her phone call was answered by Dion.
"Why Mi?" ask Dion.
"Don't eat too many eggs. No one is going to be Aa, right?" ask Mia.
"Huh? What does it mean Mi?" ask Dion.
"A more whispers, right?" ask Mia.
"What does egg have to do?" ask Dion.
"First said mother, Mia should not eat eggs much later muffled." replied Mia.
"I don't eat eggs. Do you know where the hell I'm whispering? Mama told you, right?" ask Dion.
"Don't say A, Mia didn't overhear. Why didn't I tell Mia anyway? Aa scared Mia sad huh?" ask Mia.
Huh huh? Saddened? I didn't say because of Mia's prestige. Time yes I have to announce the same everyone home, if I'm another whisper? Are you sad because I'm a whistle? Why am I even whining about it. Haha
Feeling that there was no other answer more appropriate for Mia, Dion chose to use the answer Mia wanted.
"Yes, I don't want you to be sad. But are you sad, right?" ask Dion.
"Yes sad dong mas. When is the husband sick again not sad?" answer Mia.
Haha.. Are you really sad because I'm sick of Mia's boils? You are really funny. I'm kangen with you Mi. Hurry home and hug you. Round round.
It's been two weeks Dion's been in Surabaya. Thanks to his hard work, Dion finally finished some of his work faster. Until he can get home early.
"What do I want to bring?" ask Dion.
"Sweet baby," Mia replied lightly.
"Sneaky pig?" ask Dion.
"Yes," Mia answered briefly.
"Mi, you don't want me to bring anything else?" ask Dion.
"Yes, Dion is trying to negotiate with Mia. But it seems that his efforts were in vain, because Mia was still adamant with her wishes.
"Yes already if A Dion does not intend to bring souvenirs for Mia, do not have to pretend it deh. The base is a stale, A" said Mia.
Tuout.. Tuuut.. Tuout.
Her phone connection was cut off. Dion patted his forehead and shook his head.
Nyesel, I just want to order what. I want to be a romantic husband. It actually even dizzy itself. Order flower cake, or typical food surabaya. Here, he even ordered a sweet potato. It's really Mia. Jeez Diooon, sabaaaar. Remember that pregnant women want strange. No problem, just don't ask me to be circumcised again.
"Miaaaaa," cried Dion.
When he arrived at his house, the first thing he did was shout to call his wife. The miss is no longer held back.
"Yes A" replied Mia.
Mia had just opened the door to her room, but soon it was closed again because Dion pushed Mia in.
"Where are the milky yams?" ask Mia.
I just arrived. You asked me how I could. This directly asked the sweet potato. If until I do not bring sweet potatoes, it must have been expelled from the room anyway.
"Still in the car. We will bring the same driver" Dion replied.
"Jeez so lazy anyway mas? Instead of bringing a sweet potato just don't want. Not up to ten kilos will also buy the sweet potato?" ask Mia.
Mia's annoyed face was already starting to appear real in Dion's sight.
"I'll take it now. Waita minute!" said Dion.
Not long after, Dion returned with a sweet potato.
"Waaaah, Mia thinks Aa didn't bring it. Thank you, A" said Mia.
CUPS.
A sweet kiss landed on Dion's cheek. Then Mia immediately grabbed her ordered yam and sat down on the sofa. His eyes are wide open. Mia immediately devoured it.
"Would you?" mia asked with her mouth full of yams.
"Son, you are." Seeing Mia's face change, Dion immediately continued his words. "I ate the yam earlier" continued Dion.
"So this yam is amna right?" ask Mia.
"Faith dong" replied Dion.
No, what did I say? He must have suspected that the food was poisonous. I don't eat that because I don't like Mia's yam. You may be bad at thinking about your own husband.
"A, you know what? Once in Mia's place, there was a husband who gave poisonous food to his wife. His wife died on the spot. Horrified huh?" ask Mia.
Huh huh? How to connect? Can't she read my mind, huh?
"A?" call Mia.
"Hemm" replied Dion.
"Cock-a-luck anyway?" ask Mia.
"Mi Cape. I'm gonna take a shower!" said Dion.
"Geez, Mia forgot. Yes A, later Mia ready for a change of clothes!" said Mia.
Dion nodded and went to the bathroom. Dion is cape. But the taste of the cap disappeared instantly when he saw Mia with her big belly. Especially when you see Mia eating sweet potatoes very greedily. He imagined that the two twins must be struggling yam.
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