The Woman You Divorced Now You're Back
The Part 19
The Part 19
We had already come home from the hospital but before that Naya doctor gave me some prescription vitamins to reduce nausea and dizziness that often hit lately.
"Mommy's happy, son, thank you for giving your granddaughter not just one".
"Yes ma" I can only answer yes because I am too happy.
"Pak will stop by the same fruit store as the supermarket first yes sir" said the mother to the taxi driver told stop at the place where mama pinta.
"Good book" the driver stopped his cab after finding a nearby fruit shop.
"Let's go down son" asked Mama Mila to me whom I responded with a obedient nod.
"Yes ma, want to buy what fruit ma" asked my mother who was sorting out choosing sweet and sour oranges for me later.
"If you are pregnant mama masmu Faiz more often eat avocados, apples, bananas the same date son" explained mama chose the fruit does not forget to add oranges that have been chosen in the total groceries.
"There's more you want the fruit" asked Mama offering the others.
"Add more may ma" mama just nodded then I chose strawberry.
"What I want is 2 cups" I stick to the red strawberry which is so evocative of my taste that my saliva almost drips.
"It's my mother" I said.
"That's counting right away" the fruit seller mamang immediately counted all our groceries, I took out a wallet to pay but mama said don't let mama just because to celebrate her granddaughter who was in my womb.
"250,000 copies in total".
"The return please give to the child so that it can be below home, all this for mamang" mama gave more money to mamang fruit seller.
"The grandfather will be there yes take the fruit already aunty pay, this is for your snack".
"Thank you aunt".
"What are you selling" I also approached the little boy who Mama offered fruit and money for snacks.
"There is a cake painting the same lupis sak" he said girang.
"Make your own deck or have people".
"Grandmother made sister, sister wants to try it" she handed me a tampah containing various wet cakes.
"Mom buy everything Rana wants to eat" I asked the mother who saw our interaction.
"How many decks, what's your name".
"Grandmother said 5000 got 4 feet, free to do anything".
"Yaudah sister humungkan ya" I then counted the rest of the wet cake of this boy named Hasbi.
"This is the change deck for you same grandma, the money is saved well ya fear of lost. Just don't forget to take the fruit" I offered some pink money with the picture of the first president of our beloved country.
"Thank you pretty brother and pretty aunt" he was excited when all the sales of the cake ran out and he could go home quickly to his grandmother who was selling as well.
"Same aunt goes home first yes assalamualaikum".
"Wa'alaikumussalam" my mom and I got back in the cab.
"So to the supermarket buk'' asked the driver
"So sir find the nearest one from my home address sir".
"In front of the road there is a big supermarket want to stop by there buk".
"Yes sir".
"It has arrived at the supermarket buk'' said the driver stopped his taxi.
"What do you want me to buy" asked the friendly mother of our taxi driver.
"No need to open" he said
"Say no papa sir, I have a little sustenance because my son is pregnant again. Count alms to his father and family".
"I'll just have a coffee buk".
"That's all the other sir has" which is answered only by the trunks and then you enter.
"Ma we want to buy what, if the ingredients and other ingredients yesterday Rana same mas just bought so still complete".
"You want to buy your pregnant milk with vegetables" she took two trolleys and pushed them to a vegetable stand.
"Dek pick the rice, yes, mama will buy it for the taxi driver. Mama all want to find your milk here just don't go anywhere" mama left me who was choosing rice for a taxi driver.
"The mother needs help" came a mas-mas in white uniforms approaching me who had trouble taking rice in the top of the list of the best sign. Rana there is only you when there is a below why should the above.
If I buy groceries or anything, take the above or the last because it's new and old goods expire. But back again not all stores or supermarkets put new stuff behind ya.
"You take the rice on top of the mas" my great-granddaughter softly while looking down avoiding the look in her eyes that highlighted me.
"I help you slide a little bit" he replied kindly, I immediately shifted the position a little further away from him.
"You know how much mbak" he asked after lowering the rice packing with a weight of 5kg.
"Two of them".
"Thank you" said I to her who had helped me get some rice.
"Yes are both mbak, mbaknya kind of familiar face".
"Sorry excuse me" I passed from before him because after all we didn't know each other nor was he my mahram.
"Namira Rayna alumni from Huda Kencana High School are".
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"Well, excuse me" I don't care about him guessing I'm someone he knows or not.
"Mama's done" I asked after searching for her whereabouts and I found her at the oil stand and close to the pregnant milk.
"Not yet deck, just oil same milk that has not been purchased" mama focus continues to choose the oil without seeing my face that pale death when reprimanded by a foreign man I do not know.
"You choose the pregnant milk you want to buy for the next few months" asked the mother who I replied in a soft tone.
"Pick which one yes, chocolate just let it be fast. O Allah Rana is afraid who the hell just called the name Rana to be afraid".
I chose a less expensive milk carelessly I do not care what brand is important immediately go home because my head is a little dizzy again.
"Rana has chosen ma" I report to mama who has also chosen coconut oil and olive oil.
"Let's pay, papa's coming home soon. Mama tell me to pick you up at your house so you can have dinner there".
Mama brought the two trolleys without accepting my help, when I asked her not to say you are pregnant pregnant pregnant women should not lift or carry heavy items.
After the transaction was completed, we asked the staff to transport the goods into the taxi.
"Go on the road again".
The taxi car drove a little faster because my mother wanted to immediately cook my favorite food for my father-in-law as well as healthy food for me too.
"Sir, please bring her things".
"Good open" the cab driver took the item we bought and put it outside the door.
"How much is it, sir".
"Ongkosnya 300,000 aja buk" mama gave more fare for the driver.
"Wait a minute, sir" said the mother stopped the driver who would resume his order.
"What's wrong" asked the confused driver.
"Father bring this for your family, we share it".
"I-this is all buk" said the driver unexpectedly.
"Yes, greetings to the father's wife and the family of all".
"Thank you mother" the driver was so moved to get a lot of sustenance from good people who were sent by God to help his family who were in need of help.
"I'm sorry buk" he passed by while taking a bite given by mom and immediately left our yard.
'o Allah thank you for listening to the prayers of the servant all this time, and also may the mother and her family be given happiness and longevity amen' inner driver sir.
"Assalamualaikum ma" papa-in-law came from the door not forgetting to say hello while kissing the forehead of a friendly mama.
"Papa bathe first mama later find Faiz clothes that fit for papa, then later go down to dinner" mama told papa to take a shower immediately.
"The papa's weight even more up, mama do not know why it can rise drastically that" said the mother who is confused looking for clothes to use papa Hendro. Because Faiz mas is not big nor small eat it mama hard to find the right fit.
"Gak papa ma important papa healthy" timpalku who also helps mama find clothes for papa.
"Now, thank God there are sturdy clothes that fit for papa".
"Let's let's go quickly dinner mama is also hungry especially you are the three with the granddaughter of mama" mama stroked my stomach which I painstakingly held amused terribly.
"Come ma".
By the way, Faiz has also come home from earlier and is now in his study taking care of his unfinished work.
"ma about Rana's pregnancy do not say with Faiz mas first yes. Rana wants a surprise when Rana gets older".
"It's easy, we eat all for rice tumpeng to enjoy your pregnancy son. Don't forget to invite close neighbors with your mother and father".
"Yes ma".
All family members have gathered and sat at the dining table also with bi Suti who almost does not want to say he is not polite maid sitting with the employer, but I insisted that we don't mind any more.
