A. N. S

A. N. S
Graduation Dressing Make Pangling


Thank God the first gladi has passed and today the second gladi. Mas Ahmad who followed the clean gladi procession. I sat in the audience seat. What can make Ndak can say the pregnant woman if her syndrome attacks. Nausea vomiting whack. Alhamdulillah was brought pomegranate juice from the product P*enagen at that time.


Enjoying by stroking the stomach that has turned thirteen weeks old. He said this time is when the telingnya ria. Yes, this is a gift to be grateful for.


Every now and then I look and pay close attention to the gladi procession so it is not awkward if the graduation is really tomorrow. But will be strong standing and able to withstand the mixed aura in this hall building and in the hotel room.


The smell of his Abi sweat alone he did not want to, let alone the smell of people's perfume. Can-can this stomach kayak is complexed by including kitchen spices mixed with beef meatballs. Whuahhh.


Whuk.soon I take black crackle plastic to remove the baby's dust vomit. With a bow exactly like a drunken vehicle. Where the campus toilets are also far away.


Mas Ahmad who saw my movements, panicked from on stage there. He was throwing up a lot at home every day.


The atmosphere of the hall building was studded with the sound of the roar of the sound system and mixed with the sound of the committee's microphone, making me dizzy. God wants me to escape. My head's dizzy. So much atmosphere. Until occasionally I receive a phone call from colleagues alone endak can.


I decided to leave the room so that there was no sound in this building. I chose to sit on the front steps of the hall. Here even if you want to lie down in the lecture chair, students can still relax like in a chaotic graduation building.


"Mas, I'm in front of the hall building. I'm sorry I'm so dizzy to hear the music and the sound inside." I wrote him a message on WhatsApp.


"Yes, I hope it's done soon."


"Okay."


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The graduation ceremony I had was in sight. That's finally ANS's story is almost done.


That morning Falya after the morning prayers had been made up of Ahmad's neighbor who was an MUA. I just ask MUA it gives the impression of minimalist naturalist and not too menor in make up my makeup. Her name pregnant mother has a myriad of sweat in the basin of her face. A little polished sweat ambrol a lot.


Just the same is not dibedakin also sweat a lot out of the pores of this skin. Lipstick is also important to look beautiful and shining does not need to look striking.


Thank God she finished her makeup. Exactly at 06:00.


Wuehhhh. I was satisfied with the MUA makeup it was a simple accent but it looks beautiful to describe me really. I am independent and charismatic.


"Masyaa Allah my wife is beautiful so pangling look at her."


"Alhamdulillah yes dong. Who was Ngawi's son in the opponent."


"May nyium dikit this."


"Don't, danger could be my nausea later."


"Oh yes, forgot. The bumilnya syndrome goes up and down. Understandably Ma'am..It is rather difficult if you want to know the position of the morning." Kelakar mas Ahmad to the mother of MUA.


"Prophey, baby-congratulations. May the mother and her debay always be healthy. It looks like a gini. As soon as it's built." Mother MuA said.


"Yes dong, Mom. My wife is the most able to touch the people around her. Especially if the people around him must fall in love with his wife." While glancing towards me.


"Don't be bullied, Mom. People like to feel nervous. Since I was pregnant I have been weird. Likes a lot of sultry, Mom."


"Yes that way, ma'am. Enjoy the process. Patience. This will also pass after the womb passes through the third trimester."


"Yes, Mom. In Shaa Allah."


"Dah ya mbak, mas Ahmad Ibu has finished decorating. Mom said to go home first. "


"Oiya ma'am, thank you in advance." While mas Ahmad took out an envelope containing tips for Bu MUA.


"Sama-sama. Let's all. Assalamu'alaikum..."


"Wa'alaikumussalam..." We answered simultaneously.