
...Missing like a time-speed hanger. You will go through long nights and boring days, when stuck in longing....
For almost a month, Maira couldn't reach Janu. Her husband was at the task site, a pioneering airport in a remote area. There is no signal that can make them connect with communication tools. There is nothing to do except wait.
Maira doesn't want to get caught up in the anxiety of waiting. She spends time with activities at home and follows activities in her husband's office. He even started sewing again, even though he was just making clothes for himself.
"Master Maira, your clothes are neatly seamed. This is buy so what's najutin?" nina asked, that morning when they had a regular meeting at the husband's office.
"I sewed myself, Ma'am."
Nina's eyes were rounded. "Seriously?"
Maira nodded with a smile. Nina's surprised look was funny.
"Can you sew?"
"A little bit, Ma'am."
"It's mah, not a little bit more, but expert!" Nina held up her thumb. His eyes traced the blouse of pastel colors that Maira wore. The model is simple and elegant. Neat stitching like boutique products. "I want to spend some time with Maira, huh!'
"May, but I can't shake it. Afraid of the grandpa why-why if sitting too long," said Maira while stroking her stomach.
"Yes, yeah. Uh, but it's healthy, isn't it?"
"Alhamdulillah. Yesterday out of control. The doctor said, good progress."
"Alhamdulillah. Not drunk or drunk?'
"No, you probably know that his father is far away, huh?" Maira laughed bitterly.
Nina chimed. They were both left on duty. The difference is that Nina is not pregnant and has been married long enough to Serka Untung.
"Hey, someone's gossiping early in the morning!"
The rebuke with the soprano tone shocked them. Maira and Nina turned. The shoulder-haired woman with a slightly exaggerated facial makeup looked to laugh broadly. Dewi, Serka Andre's wife, stood while carrying a bag and a fan in hand. His cheeks were somewhat flushed by the heat of the sunlight that was starting to rise.
"Sir Andre, sit here!" take Nina along, patting the folding chair next to her.
"Em, a minute, yeah. I have an appointment with Rana's mother. He needs to be with me," refused the Goddess. "Hmm, don't know, deh, what am I, what am I. What else can't you do?!" The lips of the Goddess poked to the right and left. From the way he spoke, anyone knew that the woman was not complaining. The smell of pride was clearly there.
"Yes, I went to sono first, Cyin!" The eyes of the Goddess blinked next to each other. One end of the lip is pulled up. The expression of the coquettish and haughty face was fleetingly visible.
"Huh, important snob!" sulk Nina, after the Goddess passed.
Maira just smelled a smile. Inwardly, he confirmed the words of the Goddess.
Rana's mother was the wife of the company's commander. He was often there need with the Goddess, because Serka Andre's wife was one of the caretakers of PIA (Union of Air Force Wives). Coincidentally Bu Rana is the Section Chief with Dewi as one of his subordinates.
"I'm also a manager, but not like that!" Nina continued her annoyance.
"Sttt ..., early in the morning don't hanker!" Maira put her index finger in front of her lips. He smiled looking at Nina's fury which looked cute.
This morning's meeting went on as usual. There's a bazaar, there's skill activities, there's also a ban from the commander's mother. The show is finished before 11 p.m. Maira was already packing to leave her seat when Nina was moved.
"Don't go home, Ma'am Maira!" yells. That woman was busy up ahead. His position as a manager makes him unable to relax following the meeting. There are only those who are taken care of during the event.
"Mad Maira ...." Nina held a gasping breath as a result of walking half-run from the front row to Maira's seat. "Mister, don't go home yet. Sapto ma'am would like to see you."
Maira scrunched her forehead. Bu Sapto was one of the officers' wives there. Served in the PIA organization as well. "What's up, huh?"
Instead of answering, Nina instead pulled Maira's hand, leading her to the front row. There some of the officers' wives and other administrators still gathered. These include Bu Rana and Bu Sapto.
"Hi, how are you!" exclaimed Bu Rana as soon as he saw Maira. He is very familiar with Maira, especially with her love story with Janu. He was also present at Maira's wedding in Jogja.
Bu Rana pulls Maira and cipika cipiki without feeling awkward.
After Maira had experienced everything there, Bu Sapto took over. "Bu Janu, this is from the Education, Culture and Sports section there needs to be the same mother."
"Your genie, what's wrong, ma'am?"
"We heard you could sew, huh?"
"Thank God a little bit can, Mom."
"It's not a little more that he, Ma'am," said Bu Rana. "He used to work at a famous boutique in Jogja. In fact many also you know, senior mothers in Jogja who have become a subscription to Bu Janu."
Maira squinted her eyes. Ah, where did Miss Rana know?
"Wuih, great, dong!" puji Bu Sapto's. "Well, we happened to be, want to create a skills program for members. There is the help of several sewing machine units from the center. We were going to call a teacher to teach our mothers. But if Bu Janu can, why not use your own assets?"
"But I've never taught you, mother."
"It's a sewing course, right?"
Maira nodded.
"Bikin pattern can also dong?"
Maira nodded again. "But for the transfer of sewing, I have not, ever, Mother."
"But I was a teacher. Aye, right?"
Ah, it turns out that such details they check and ricek its members.
"Ijin, but only paud teacher, mother."
"Shew, you can do it!" bu Sapto the original Solo. He didn't let Maira reason anymore. "Thank you all for time-consuming activities when left off duty, Ms. Janu. Let's not flinch."
That is also true what Ms. Sapto said. When alone at home, sometimes Maira often feels unable to bear the feeling of longing inflamed. Not infrequently tears are spilled when trying to hold it. The phone cannot. Finally wrote a long WA message he did. Hoping that when Janu alighted and swiped to Sentani, the message would be read.
"So how, ready, right?" ask Bu Sapto.
Somewhat doubt Maira nodded.
"Well, that's it, dong!" Bu Sapto switched to Nina. "Bu Untung, set the training time with Bu Janu, yes. We make it twice a week."
"Ready, Mother."
"Dad, mom, isn't it too often twice a week?" Suddenly the Goddess came. "I'm afraid it'll interfere with volleyball practice."
Bu Sapto sighed, his gaze now fixed on the Goddess. "Bu Andreee .., right, who participated in sewing training is not necessarily involved in volleyball. There is even no possibility. Yes, right, Miss Untung?"
"Ready, right, Mother. So it doesn't seem like it's going to bother each other."
"Well, tuh, right! Clear yes, Mrs Andre?"
The goddess nodded weakly. "Ready, Mother," she replied uninspiredly. As soon as possible, her eyes looked at Nina and Maira with a look of dislike.
Huh, basic!
(Connected)
Note: Who does not know who Dewi, wife of Serka Andre, read MALE SUBSTITUTE Season 1, yes ...!
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