Diary My School [S1-S2]
34. First Cry

" Wha. Eat it first later ".

" Bentar Mah's". Still busy playing at the dinner table

" What the hell is that on HP. A girl?". Manya.

" No dear !".

" Yes, save it first. Mama throw it away?". I said.

The son then put his phone on the table and had dinner with me. Oiya, I and Putra have been married for 1 year and now I am given the most beautiful and most expected gift. I'm pregnant with our 7-month-old son. I also stopped being an honor teacher and did not extend my contract. To focus on taking care of my new family.

" Dear how will the 7 months be?". Ask Son.

" Mama's been looking for someone to take care of her, Pah".

" Yes already. But before the 7th monthly event Papah wants permission ".

" Where?".

" There's work out of town, baby. Can ya?".

" No !!".

" Why not?".

" Wouldn't. Want Papah here ".

" Bentar aja darling. Not for a week !".

" No !!".

" Yes, yes ! Papah did not go ".

" Okay !".

Dinner is over. Aided by the waiter, we cleaned the dining table. While the Son went straight to his workroom. We live in our own house. Sometimes our parents come to our house.

Tomorrow as usual wake up early to prepare breakfast and work equipment for the Son. Breakfast was ready, I stayed in the upper room to wake up the Son who was still sound asleep.

" Dear wake up". I poked her.

" mmm". The reply but facing right.

" It's late ".

" Em in 5 minutes". Tanya's still closed.

I went downstairs and ate breakfast with Ma'am who helped me cook aka the waiter at home. Her name is Missi. He's old than me. Breakfast was over, around 9 o'clock the Son had not woken up on purpose.

" You don't wake up Papah !". Running from upstairs.

" It's !!". Answer as casually as possible while holding the tv remote.

" This is too late ".

" Yes already !". I said.

He's still busy fixing his work clothes. I didn't help on purpose, didn't papa, did I? Wake up for many reasons.

" Papah does not eat breakfast as mamah papa ya. Papah hurry".

" It's been Mamah breakfast with Missi ".

" Ohhh so that's it. Ngerjain papah early in the morning". Approaching me who was sitting on the sofa and tickled me.

" Wha. Yes yes yes. Forgive". I said laugh amusedly.

" Lion. Punishment !".

" It's late !". Hand stopped. " It's at Papah's lunch table".

" okay. Go on the road first ".

" Em but remember the lies. Don't go !".

" Yes My Sauw ". I kissed the hand of this husband I love so much. He kissed me on the forehead, my nose and then came down on my lips.

" It was ah. It's late !!".

" Yes, bring me !!".

The show at home is getting closer. I prepared everything at home. That morning, the show was unlucky, my mood was not good. My son didn't even pick up my phone. I suspect she's reneging on her promise not to leave. I have prepared the same clothes for today.

Many guests ask where is my husband? I just smile to answer. I just don't know where he is. Finished the event by noon. I kept calling Son. The number was active but not adopted and Mother tried to advise me to understand the situation of the Son who is still busy.

I was angry and disappointed, went into my room and I locked it from the inside. Even though Mom and Mami tried to get in, I still didn't care about it. I don't know how many days I've been locked up in my room. Staring at the cell phone continuously hoping for news from the Son.

" lady. This meal has not eaten for 2 days. His son will why-why Mom".

" I don't want to eat Mom if my husband hasn't come home". I said.

Mom and Mommy went to my house but I still didn't open the door. I don't know, maybe because I didn't eat. My head got dizzy. I tried to get out of bed, but my vision was blurring. I touched the glass on the side of the table and fell.

" sister. Open the door, baby ".

" Ayu open. You why?".

I was selfish to forget the child in my stomach needed intake. I tortured myself for my indistinct anger. I stood up trying to walk slowly by holding onto the wall of my room. The door to my room kept on pounding Mami and Mom. I was no longer strong and I finally fell to the floor.

****

" Mommy !!". Call me who's lying in the hospital room.

" Yes dear ".

" Has the Son not come home yet?".

" It's Dad on the phone. He said he would finish the job first. Don't be that, honey. Not good for your kids. Be angry but don't overdo it". Said my mother near me.

" Am ".

" It's a good thing your son is okay".

The next day I leave the hospital. The son has not yet returned. Because the day gets bored at home. I took my clothes off to Mom and Dad's house, took Miss Desi with me.

It's been a week since I've been at Mom's. Check the condition of the womb also with Mother. I don't know where the son is. I was in the room watching the anime while snacking.

" Dear ".

" Yes Mom ".

" The son outside ".

" Barin Ma. Ayu wants to sleep ".

" Lohs. Yesterday today I don't want to".

" Sister is going to sleep, Mom ".

Tomorrow night. My son came back to pick me up. I was still in my room, lazy out of the room.

" Mah !!". The voice of the Son is in front of my room.

"...."

" Sorry Papah donk ".

" No !".

" Kok that. Papah is leaving again !".

" Go away ! Dying wife doesn't come home ".

" Don't do that. It's not good to see Mom and Dad ".

" The origin you see is not someone else !!". Answer me

" Well, I was busy working. Make mama too. Buy make up and others".

" Don't bring any make up !!".

" mom. Quick open !!".

" No !!".

" Papah knows you're in the hospital. But papah can not stay the work also ".

" Whatever !!!".

" We're going to Japan !".

" No ! You are pregnant !!". My reply was inwardly happy.

" Seriously not want to?".

" Yes !".

" Open up donk first. Papah wants to know someone".

" Who ?".

" Papah's second wife !!". Men's Speech

Hearing that word, I immediately got up from the bed and walked quickly to open the door. I even forgot I was pregnant. I unlocked the room with a very emotional face.

" Where is his wife. Here I am the jambak !!". I said emotion rattled waist.

" It's in front of Papah !!". Answer with a smile.

" Huh !! No kidding?".

I turned my body back and suddenly my son hugged me from behind and closed the door and locked it. " Silence !!! If not rape". Whisper in my ear.

" Whatever !!!".

" AGHHHHH is not funny. Release !". I said.

" I'm sorry, my dear. Papah tu pursue work so that it can be equally mamah continue until later the lahiran ".

" The reason ".

" If you don't believe. Split open Papah's chest!!". let go of his embrace and took off his shirt

" Okay !!". I sat back and watched the anime.

" That's it ! Nagged her long ago. Promise me that my son is grown. We're going to Japan ".

" Lied !".

" This Serious Papah ".

" em". My answer.

I finally came home in the afternoon with all sorts of appeals. I'm with Son and Miss Desi back home. Sure enough, every day the Son is always at home sometimes doing work in the workspace and sending it via email.

Month to month. My son and I were busy buying our first baby kit. The doctor said her gender was male. I hope it's girls to be good at grooming. Bickering each other when buying equipment. Especially about color. My son wants blue while I'm pink.

On Sunday morning, we went around buying baby equipment. Tired of walking. I also asked Putra to take me to a place to eat at one of the Mall in our area of residence.

" Dear ".

" em". The answer.

" Want chicken". I said spoiled.

" We'll order it ".

" Sik !!!". Smile me. (I am grateful, until now my whining is followed).

I am not allowed to eat outside except at home. Putra is very worried about instant food nutrition especially do not know how to make it. I was strictly forbidden, but this time I put my body in effect with my husband. He finally wanted to obey me. Orders came, I ate voraciously as my energy was almost exhausted.

" Put !!". Call someone from behind me.

" ye". Men's Reply.

" How are you?".

" good. Sit down first ".

" yes. Uh ayu how are you?".

" em's. Well Ru ".

" When is this the birth?". Ask her.

" When baby?". I asked the Son.

" He was the one who brought him to me. Kan August's".

" Oiya forgot hehehe". I said smile.

" Hehehehe nothing has changed from you. How's Lu's wife?". Ask Son.

The girl I met at the office. They were dating when I was Heru's girlfriend. It means he's cheating. Her name is Rina Amelia, a beautiful girl and her secretary in the office. They had been married for a moment I had formalized my relationship with the Son . And similarly, Ame is pregnant with her first child aged 3 months.

" It's healthy". Answer Son.

" why aren't you coming to the monthly 7th show Ayu? Escape Lo?". Heru Ejek.

" Work !!".

" ah. Important events still cost money. Throughout the show his face keeps on getting along". Show Heru to me.

" em's. That's right !". Sahutku put a thumb with a circle of fried chicken crumbs.

" You two are the same ".

Before long the conversation stopped and Heru said goodbye to go home. Despite the past, still have to be friends let alone he's a friend since long ago. We also forgive his mistakes. After eating, I went home. The son called the driver to help us carry our luggage. I got in the car and helped my husband get in. Because it feels like this stomach is getting bigger.

*****

The next few days, I was not feeling well. Like fever. I don't take drugs. Only in compresses. My son called his doctor home to check on me. I just have a fever and need a break. When I was sick, my son really took care of me.

" Daddy !!".

" Yes Mah ".

" Papah here sleeps with mama". I said at that time Son sat by my side while playing his cellphone.

" Ben-be".

" Mobile continues. Yes already". I said cover my whole body with a thick blanket. " Make a bete". I said in the blanket.

Suddenly the son was in the blanket staring at me. Even though it was dark, I saw his face looking into his eyes. He kissed me and hugged me, putting me to sleep.

Tomorrow I'll be better. The day of the birth is getting closer. Many families came to see me in the hospital room. I just wait for when it feels like giving birth. I'm grateful that everything is good. I heard the sound of crying coming out from our little boy's mouth. In the adhan kan and bathed, I gave birth with surgery according to the doctor's advice.

" Behzad Hafiz Putra". Kwta Putra to me while holding her.

" That means ?".

" Behzad is Honest, Care. Hafiz the Caring and the Son the name of his Papah "

" What a good name".

" Yes dear ".

~Short story~

Behzad is 3 years old. His bandits often practice at home, when the son is not there.

" Don't run away and fall". I said.

Moving the night near Isya usually Putra comes home from work. When Putra opened the room, with a shocked face saw the first time Behzad tried to read Arabic letters with his funny voice and wear his favorite Muslim clothes.

Just a few letters read, seeing the Son at the door. Slowly he put away his saw book and ran to hug his papa feet.

" Aaaa.... Cute son of mama". I said.

A few days later. Elli called me to visit my house. He had just finished his studies and went home briefly to see his father.

" Sister !!!". Said.

" Assalamualaikum used to deck ".

" Yes, brother. Assalamualaikum ".

" Walaikumsalam ".

" Where is Behzad?".

" Just play that again. I can't see !!".

All day Elli was at my house playing with Behzad, feeding, praying together, and all together. Until there's no room for me to hold Behzad. He also spoiled Elli. Until half-time at 8, Putra had gone home and entered the room. I followed her to the room to take her to eat with Elli.

" Wha. Shower first, we eat together mumpung no Elli". I said open the shirt.

" Yes Mah".

" How does it work? Heavy huh?". I said.

" Mah Weight. But not as heavy as a sling mama". Her seduction.

" Why is Mamah fat?".

" No dear".

" so?".

" As her. Papah wants to ".

" What ?".

" Daughter". His whisper to my ear and made me tickle and laugh a little.

" ih ah ah. Shower just ate ".

Just took one step. My son hugged me and tried to kiss me giving me goosebumps. He was mostly bare-chested, making me warmer and drifting in his arms. For a few seconds I was gone.

" sister. Eat". Elli's voice at the door. Fortunately, the door was closed.

We stopped the kiss suddenly and went back to the activity . " Mom wait under !!".

" Em, take a shower first".

Not long. We ate together. " Boy Brother Son . Elli want to talk seriously?". He said to my son that made me look at them.

" Marriage is later. Work first". Answer the Son

" who wants to marry ".

" so?". Reply to the Son again.

" Lielli's at work there's a lot like her".

" Such who? Naruto?". Reply me.

" mom. Apaan. There are some that look like Naruto". Putra Sahut.

" Like Gery Mahesa he works at Elli's place".

" MUAHHHHHHH". We're shocked.

° Finish ° 

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(I'm sorry this is the first story I've made with his perfunctory style. His words are boring, right? . Just learning. For the selection of the character, actually wanted to be with Heru but because of his real life character goes unclear. While Putra does look badboy in the story but actually not the hell 😋 . Later InsyaAllah made follow-up here, just want to finish the sequel of the Sister of Ayu ).