A. N. S
Teler in Gladi Bersih I

Thursday after dluhur, I prepared myself and waited for Ahmad to finish, about to leave for clean graduation. Alhamdulillah already had lunch in the hours before dluhur, I hope fine with syndrom pregnant women.

Still strong activity standing for long, but always appear excessive sweat on my face and breath like wheezing like chased by a neighbor cat.

Exactly at 12:30 I left with a piggy bank Ahmad. There's a feeling of pleasure, pride, joy. Graduating with good grades is not the best, as there are small notes, often skipping college. Hehehe Ndak need to be discussed inviting disgrace. I could have scolded him.

"Alhamdulillah has arrived at the campus. What, baby, are you tired ? It should be time for the Dedek's and Uminya's lunch break." While looking stroking my stomach that has not been seen clearly.

"My waist Ndak befriended mas, carry ya until the hall !"

"Haaa. Can be thin body."

"Come on, you're angry at Lo ntar."

"Look at the little boy. Ndak shy to see your seletting friends tuh !" While pointing towards the national statue of Mbah Gajah in front of the Agriculture campus.

"Hi, Falia. Tumben Ndak wears jeans and not like typical Falya used to be a tomboy." Warm greeting AW who also with graduation tomorrow.

"Well pregnant, W. Cannot dress casually. It is forbidden to do so with Ahmad. Isn't that right, Fal ?" Bright Dew to AW.

"Pinter is you, Dew."

"How many months has it been, Falyanthuk your ham ?" Still you call me by my ignorant name Tin Sartinthek.

"Alhamdulillah three months' walk."

"Well, the cravings are, pregnant woman. Let's go get Fal after the show. Hayukkk friends invited all together."Piterzon voice quick move invite friends letting who are not all berbareng with his graduation.

Some are just a graduation committee, some are participating in a clean graduation ceremony and some are just accompanying our happiness.

"Friends let's go into the upper hall huh. Everyone's gathered there." Shouted Fat the puffer is still a puff he I see from below. So-sookan do not want to spit bumil. Look out looo yes...

Then good friends who are the same age or different forces who want to join the gladi immediately follow the direction of the voice.

"Hemmm. Look at the cute guy to the whole thing. Forgot her husband is fat too ?" While the palm of Ahmad's hand reached my face.

"Astaghfirullahhal'adzim, mas. Still his jealousy begs for mercy. I'm pregnant and still jealous !!"

"Any time I still have a feeling for that fat guy?"

"Hmmm,, start over. The jealousy.."

"Sheel...." My two hands seemed to reach his hand asking to be carried like a child who asked to be carried by his Father.

"Marketing is like a kid ! Hhhhh....!"

"Hmmmmm....Don't want to."

My left hand was immediately held by Ahmad. Afraid I'm falling. Looks lethargic pale my face even though I have used powder. Her name Pregnant women can not be denied, want to be polished want yes still just the face of the dominant Pregnant Mother pale.

Arriving at the Hall, just now the time showed exactly two o'clock. Following a procession that sometimes stands sometimes sitting and sometimes longer in a position of silent standing motion. Sometimes it has to be the way forward to go up and down the stage back to his seat. Dizzying according to me. And this makes the husband could not bear to see it.

Mas Ahmad with the feeling of was was standing in front of the hall room seemed to talk with lecturer Siswadi who was monitoring the course of the gladi.

They chatted occasionally as Ahmad raised his net gaze towards me. Then he said goodbye, when he saw me sitting on a bench that was drooping. Fortunately he responded.

He asked me to take a break for a moment. Then he asked permission to the gladi committee. Thank God it is allowed to be given a dispensation.

"You're Dad, baby ?"

"You vomit. Nausea feels. Dizziness too."

"O Allah, your sweat is pouring out. Your breath is like the one whose breath is the same Monday Thursday."

"Mas, his wife's man, I think, is still muted."

"Yes, let you not get carried away. This is the water first drink !"

"Jazakumullah Khoir, mas."

"Yes, baby." He stroked my head gently. Making gladi participants at seein and ngiri.

"Astaghfirullah mas, all participants see us. Shame on me....!!!"

"Just be wild. I'm showing off a beautiful wife who can't be in a handsome guy's taxi all the way !"

"Hahhaha. Look at it tomorrow at graduation, my aura is still out. And you will be confused. The boys will sympathize with me again."

"Tell me, then really !"