
"Thank you, Mbak Yanti. Say the same Rena too, thanks." said Miss Dewi.
"So that was in front of the house mbak Yanti was her husband Rena's car?" ask the Goddess.
"Yes, but Rena once said it was still nyicil" said Ms. Yanti.
"Nothing nyil. The important thing is not to mistyuri mbak." said Miss Dewi.
Arriving home, Ms. Yanti looked back at Rena in her room.
"It's child. Sleeping from there is no waking up. Very cool." said Ms. Yanti.
Ms. Yanti went to the kitchen and prepared lunch
"Assalamua'alaikum" said Mr. Abdul and Bagas simultaneously.
"Wa'alaikum salam." replied Ms. Yanti.
"Where's mom?" ask Bagas.
"Still asleep. You better wake him up. We had lunch together." pinta ma'am Yanti.
Bagas also entered the room. Before waking up Rena, she changed her clothes first.
"Darling, wakeup. Father and mother are waiting for us in the dining room" said Bagas by rubbing Rena's cheek slowly.
"Same father mother?" rena asked confusedly.
"Yes. That's why you wake up first. Let it be fully aware. Come on, sit down." said Bagas.
Rena looked around. And began to think back, that now he was in the house of his parents.
"They're my wife" said Bagas, squeezing Rena's nose.
"Come." take Bagas.
Arriving at the dining room Rena immediately greeted her parents.
"Mother, father." said Rena while kissing the palms of the two alternately.
"Wash your face first. Just ate." said Ms. Yanti.
With a lazy step, Rena went to the back to clean her face first. When he finished, he joined the others in the dining room.
"What a dish mom" said Rena while eating the food on her plate.
"Slow down." said Ms. Yanti.
"Son Bagas don't hesitate. If it is still less added." said Mr. Abdul.
"Yes sir, thank you. This alone has made my stomach full sir." said Bagas.
"Aren't you taking Ren's vegetables?" ask Ms. Yanti.
"No ma'am, just before going to bed Rena has eaten her asem vegetables ma'am." said Rena still focus on the food on her plate.
"Last noon." muttered Bagas could still be heard by the others.
Hearing the soft words from Bagas, Rena just nodded small. Mr. Abdul and Mr. Yanti looked at each other.
Bagas was also astonished. Though earlier Rena had breakfast with a portion quite a lot. Not to mention earlier in the car, Rena had a snack brought from home.
At home, Abdul ate again. And now lunch in portions is also quite a lot.
Because honestly Bagas also does not know the portion of his wife's meal. He always leaves in the morning and goes home in the afternoon.
But as Bagas remembered. If she is at home and not working, Rena only eats a small portion. Even when Bagas offered to add food, Rena always refused.
After lunch, Abdul and the others gathered in the living room. Not forgetting in the hand Rena already held a snack.
While chatting, Rena always put the snack in her mouth. Until he did not realize that the snack was over.
"Well, it's all gone." said Rena while looking into the snack wrapper.
"And from now on you take it on and on dear." said Bagas while stroking slowly Rena's hair.
Mr. Abdul and Ms. Yanti just smiled looking at the two of them.
"What time are you home, sir?" ask Bagas.
While Rena had already stood up from her seat and walked towards the back. When he returned, in his hand already held a jar containing snacks.
"Usually at half-time 4 pm has arrived home" replied Mr. Abdul.
"Ren, your stomach will hurt. You have since seen eating continue." said Bagas.
Though Bagas admonished Rena with a slow and soft tone. He was only worried if Rena had a stomachache from eating too much. But somehow Rena even answered with a slick word.
"Rena." reprimanded Bu Yanti with a slightly high intonation.
"Son Bagas do not take heart. Maybe Rena is sensitive." whispered Abdul.
Because Mr. Abdul is sitting right next to Bagas' seat.
"When do you like to snack?" ask Ms. Yanti.
"It's been a week, Mom. Rena's stomach is hungry. The child wants to eat only. Later if Rena does not eat, surely Rena sleepy." explained Rena.
"You pregnant?" ask mom Yanti
Rena directly looked towards Bu Yanti and shook her head slowly.
"You're shaking, not pregnant, or don't know yet?" ask Ms. Yanti.
While Bagas and Pak Abdul just silently listened to both. Really, when Ms. Yanti asked whether Rena was pregnant or not, Bagas heart felt a soft sigh.
Between feeling guilty for not being able to give a grandchild to her in-laws or having another feeling in her heart. Like hoping to hear "yes" from his wife.
Rena turned to Bagas.
"You are asked to see your husband" said Ms. Yanti.
"Rena is already late for about a week ma'am, but Rena has not confirmed it. Rena is afraid of disappointment." said Rena softly while looking down.
Bagas smiled faintly hearing Rena's words. He wished his wife was really pregnant. It wasn't just Bagas who was expecting Rena to get pregnant. But their entire family hopes so too.
"You should check before you get here. The danger. What if you're pregnant. The distance of your house here is far away, son." said Ms. Yanti gently while stroking her daughter's arm.
"I miss mother's cooking. It can't be here." Rena said.
"May." said Ms. Yanti with a smile and hugged Rena.
The smile engraved on Bu Yanti's face implied something. She looked at her husband while nodding. Like hinting at something.
While Bagas who did not understand only remained silent and could only deepen in his heart.
"May you be pregnant dear." Inner Bagas.
*****
The knock on the door of the house made Miss Anis stop her knitting activities. He stood up and opened the door to see who was coming to his house.
"You. Want what?" asked Anis's mother tightly after finding out who was standing at her doorstep.
"Mom, can Intan talk to mom" Intan said politely.
"Yes, just talk. I don't have much time" said Anis.
"Snap talk, what's up?" ask Anis without allowing Intan to enter the house.
Intan opened the hat that covered his head. Bu Anis was about to laugh when he saw Intan's hair at this moment. But he held back his laughter.
Now your hair is cut short. Just like a man. And it was all because of the work of his daughter, Lina.
"Mother look. It's all because of Lina. Mother's son." said Intan.
"Keep it" Intan said.
"Didn't you feel sorry for me. I'm ashamed to go out with this hair. I hope you can talk to Lina about this matter" Intan said.
"Shamefully. Oh, my God, you still have shame. Teasing and wanting a married man you are not ashamed" said Ms. Anis.
"If you're ashamed to come out with such hair, you wear a headscarf. Uh don't. It's not good, veiled time really wants people's husbands."
"And one more thing. The actions of my dear daughter were very appropriate. Thankfully, I was not the one holding the scissors. If I, hemm I have finished your hair" said Anis ma'am.
"Why, get angry. Want to hit me." said Miss Anis.
Because Miss Anis saw both of Intan's hands that had begun to clench perfectly with the look of her angry face.
"You want me to scream. Let all the neighbors come. Let them all know. Who are. There you go. Disgusted I see you." said Miss Anis.
"Priplek kayak body. Straightest. Mediocre face. There is no beauty. No wonder you want to take a married man. Surely you are not selling." added Anis ma'am.
Ms. Anis immediately closed the door and locked it from the inside. Intan was standing at the door of his house.
SERIATE.