WEDDING THORN

HEARTBREAK

The Office

Arkan finished the meeting. Irham immediately gave the canned soda drink, when the other employees were gone, leaving them both in the room.

"Turn back there, you, to work." cleared the map.

"Just! sensi is Ar. Uh Arkan, look! I want to know something. Good isn't?"

"Batik, that means ..?"

"Well, from the tubajir. I use batik, good no? look away. I'll try it."

Irham immediately opened the shirt, then changed the batik shirt that will be worn tomorrow. Incidentally the size fits, making Irham not so buy at the subscription boutique. Moreover, he had also asked security and others if there was no item they lost, so Irham took it. More curious, making it like he can dig gold, want to buy a batik shirt already in sight.

"Look good?"

"Goodle. Satisfied, now you're out. I still have a lot of work."

"Muram very, but really good yes batik. I search on Google, it's cool. If our office uses this model, look ceo all of course. Hahaha." rasping Irwan.

"Goody! where did you buy it?" ask Arkan.

"Ga buy, nemu.. with a laugh."

"Day gini where anyone wants to throw good batik, then. You're not making sense Irham. Mending you go back to your room, not a lot of work ya." push Arkan.

"Alright Arkan's manager, ready to do it." turned Irham around, as if bragging about the shirt he was wearing.

Irham also inevitably, to the outside by showing off a shirt that is quite fitting for him. Arkan unknowingly remembered Asna, what she was doing at home. Arkan was firm on his stance. He did not want to apologize first, because Arkan wanted to teach Asna a lesson, not to do things outside the limits without her.

Arkan stared at his phone screen! and it's true that Asna's smiling face, now the screen of her phone is so make Arkan miss Asna, but because of the solid work makes Arkan back in front of his computer, so forget about the state of Asna, so that, and his phone is ringing from Dira.

***

While on one side, Asna and Imel have arrived at Dira's house. Asna who had invited Imel to school, he stopped by to buy fruit and took his son, to Dira's house to see the condition of his parents as well.

"Bun, Mother Dira is sick huh?'

"Yes son! we look now, son. After that we go home, take the fruit, son."

"Ok mother."

For no other reason, Asna in addition to seeing the whereabouts of Dira and her mother. He had not seen Dira in a long time since the marriage of Dira and Arkan. It is a month Dira and the Arkan mas have waded through the household, so Asna takes part in the actual state of Dira. Especially when I see the resignation letter! if Dira is no longer working in a boutique, then Asna may intend to recruit new employees.

"Eh, son of Asna. Duh, your pretty boy is coming too?" the smile of Hanna's mother, who was seen watering the flowers.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you. Asna and Imel all stopped by, Dira is sick ma'am. How is he doing now?"

"Look yuk! just ask the Dira directly. Coincidentally his son also just came home, if you see him anyway. It's good, no nausea nausea and dizziness anymore."

Deg.

Asna knew the symptom, could Dira have already ...?!

"Thank you mother. But Dira's mother is sick again, Imel is only a moment because Mother is worried. What kind of pain does Mother Dira have?"

Dira's smile looked deathly, not to mention the decoration of his face staring at Asna's mother. It's appropriate, not hurt if she says she's three weeks pregnant.

"Mother Dira ga what, just a common cold. Come on in, boy! mother has a steamed cake, pas deh still there. This morning you made it up, Imel cicipin ya."

"Yes. Imel wants to." he was so happy.

"Come baby! same grandma, we go to the kitchen to eat." Hanna's mother, as if giving free to Dira and Asna, as a parent she really understands.

"Thank God you're okay, congratulations. For her pregnancy, guarded and do not be tired. Your resignation letter, Mr. Acc. If you can work, just say the same mbak. You must take care of your content Dira." Asna's smile.

Whether the woman is patience moreover, Dira's heart is so embarrassed. She wants to take advantage of her pregnancy so that bang Arkan, always accompany her. Without caring about his first wife's heart, but one selfish side Dira began to throw away his good side, on the person in front of him who greatly contributed to him.

"Thank you mbak! how can I know if Dira .. sick and pregnant?"

"Feeding. I didn't hear you were sick, and you went to the hospital this morning. Congratulations to you, yes! the first person to know is Arkan. But forgive mbak, because you know first." said Asna, holding Dira's hand.

Dira sure, if bang Arkan this morning inform Asna, if he was sick and seek treatment. Either Dira's frustration adds up, if bang Arkan can never close his story, why should his first wife know.

But the intention of Asna, it is not from the Arkan mass alone he saw it himself. So that his initiative makes Asna visit, and get happy news if Dira is pregnant, pregnant with a child from her husband.

Luckily so Dira, she can give birth to a child of blood meat meat Arkan, which in the future. Of course, Arkan will be happy and now Asna realized, if the Arkan mas will be often with Dira. Then he must expand his heart even more, find everything really changed.

The conversation was getting longer, not to forget Asna was brought to eat together. Until they say goodbye, and Imel who was tired he also took a break to the Dira family.

Unlike Asna, he had already reached home. Ask the aunt to take care of Imel to take a shower and change clothes. Asna was the same, he went to the room. And stared at one box of cabinets, the cupboard he had prepared for his baby first.

Asna had knitted baby clothes, from wool and silk. There are some clothes in pastel, sky blue and light brown. And white color. Asna held it and wiped away the tears, when she remembered her miscarriage at the age of three months.

"Darling! even though you were not born from your mother's womb. But mother is the same, waiting for your birth into the world. Stay present in the womb of Mother Dira! mother can only give this to you, other than affection when you were born." asna said, she sobbed with endless crying.

Asna immediately tidied up all the baby clothes he made, then put and will give them later to Dira, so that later the child was born can be used.

'Mas, you will be happy. I'm sincere, sincere if in a while you don't live in this house.'

Geck! Geck!

The sound of knocking on the door, made Asna return a smile when Imel came, hugging him.

"Imel, you haven't slept yet, son?"

"Imel thinks you're in the workspace. Bun .. phone Abie dong bun. Imel kangen."

Suddenly Asna's smile thin, when the request of her baby is heart-wrenching. Should Asna call Arkan, or Asna postpone it, look for another reason. Not wanting to disturb her husband and her husband.

"Bun .. how about diem?" imel whinek.

TB