Although Not Perfect
Although not perfect
Mas Reza began to approach and rest in front of his father-in-law. Like a criminal, he looks ready with all the punishment he will receive...
" I'm sorry.." said Mas Reza to the two people in front of him.
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" We did hate you so much, Reza, because you were our two daughters always against our wishes, including when we lost two daughters that we love very much." said Mr. Hendra bitterly.
" Of course Reza, we've learned to forgive you, let alone we're still your in-laws, haven't you and Vina ever been divorced?" Mrs Hendra tried to smile.
The sentence made Reza look up with teary eyes.
" Wake up, move on with your life and may you be happy with your new family." mrs Hendra turned to me with a sincere look of a mother.
" We hope that occasionally you will still be willing to visit us with your children.however we also want to be called grandparents.." said Mr. Hendra.
At once Reza stood up and hugged the couple like his own parents.
" Thank you father, mother.we will definitely visit you guys.." said Mas Reza later.
The atmosphere covered the cemetery area. Although there are only a few people, whether brothers or not, but they also smile and shed tears at the scene Reza mas with his in-laws.
After saying goodbye, we both went home feeling relieved.
A few months later, we were finally ready to wait for the birth of our twins whose HPL was only a few days away.
Because it was close to HPL, my mother started staying at my house.
One day Reza was visibly upset after receiving a phone call.
" What's wrong?" I asked when I caught up with the man sitting in the guest room.
The man smiled and kissed my belly.
" What's up?" saith.
" Oh, don't copy your father who likes to lie to you, son." I said, wiping my stomach.
" Hey ... Who likes to lie?" his protest.
I just looked at him and started with a prank.
Seeing my behavior, Reza let out a long sigh and grabbed my fingers.
" Hhh.. they want tomorrow I come directly to negotiate the project in Bali .. whereas I do not want to be away from you while waiting for the birth of our child..."
" Oooh.." I'm glad I don't feel curious anymore.
" Have it overcome the Yogi alone.."he said later.
" If only negotiation is a minute.."
" Yes ... At least one day anyway, but I'm worried that it's far from you right now." mas Reza pulled me up until I leaned on his shoulder.
" There is still a biweekly time and the day after you also have reached home.if indeed the project is important, do not bother Yogi continue to dong...don't eat blind paychecks.." my lead.
" Amel...do you not want me to stay at home!?!"
" I just don't want, her father's children to be lazy.later they imitate her..."
Mas Reza chuckled at hearing that.
" Well tomorrow I'll leave and soon be back for you.."so kissed my forehead.
The next day, after driving Reza mas to the front of the house I planned to cook with my mother.
That day we'll make a dimsum. And it turns out the results are so much that I can give it to a neighbor next door named Revan. A virgin who lives alone and doyan eat so that his body is a bit fat because it is too indifferent to his appearance.
At night, my whole body felt very tired.
At seven o'clock in the night Reza called me.
" Amel Assalamualaikum..."
" Waalaikum salam mas.." I said lazily.
" Why are you ? Are you sick?" with a worried tone he replaced the phone call with a video call.
I laughed at her look at that behavior.
" I'm just a little tired, it's okay.."
" But your face is pale Mel.I'll look for the last flight, I'll be home right now.." he stood up and was seen tidying things up while still holding his phone.
" Is your business done?"
" Already, I just arrived at the hotel..Was sir Dirman still there?"
" Of course, didn't Reza force her to stay the night..."
" Alright, please have the phone always active maybe at midnight I'll ask to be picked up at the airport..."
" You must be tired, take a break in the morning..."
" No, I'll go home now, free here when my mind is at home..."
" Hhh...kuh uah excessive deh mas, well then be careful and try to sleep on the way..we will wait for you father... assalamualaikum.." I said to the man who is opposite.
I see a smile on my phone screen.
" Walaikum salam.." he looked relieved.
I don't know at what time I finally fell asleep, but suddenly I woke up again because my stomach felt so tight.
Is it really time to be born, I'm starting to get anxious.
I trudged to the room next to where my mother slept.
While breathing, I woke my mother.
" Amel..why? Does it feel tight?" my mother started to panic.
" Yes ma'am, it feels like there is also liquid coming out." I said on the sidelines to regulate long breaths.
" We have to go to the hospital, you sit down first let Ms. Rijah prepare the things and I'll ask for help to take Revan to the hospital..." my mother said lead me to the front porch.
" Where is Mr Dirman Ma?" I asked while enduring the excruciating pain around my lower abdomen.
" Dirman called Reza to pick him up at the airport half an hour ago." said the mother before exiting the house next door.
It felt increasingly uncomfortable, so I chose to walk back and forth on the terrace, while rubbing my big stomach.
I saw my mother banging on the door of this house in the middle of the night. Maybe because it's still midnight it's hard to wake Revan.
Several times I also called the man, although active but there was no answer.
When I felt something running down my legs, I panicked and caught up with my mother next door.
Our housing is cluster type and there is no guardrail, so I easily walk to the side of the house.
" Amel... It seems like Revan is not home." said the mother began to panic.
Resisting the pain, I called Revan and prayed that he would leave the house immediately.
My body was getting tired, my head was so heavy that my hands shook with my phone.
Shortly thereafter came out also a fat man with disheveled hair.
Luckily Revan was at home, because I was bleeding heavily and passed out on the doorstep.
(This scene also appears in Paints...🤗)
I don't know what else happened, until when I opened my eyes faintly heard a baby cry that kept me awake.
" Amel.." mas Reza approached and kissed me on my forehead.
" Kids...?"
" They are very healthy, thank you.." said mas Reza with a very happy face.
" I'm sorry, I almost put them in danger.I can't give birth normally either.." I said in a sorry tone.
" Sstt... You are a strong mother, so our children can be born safely.." mas Reza grasped my hand and rubbed it to give me strength.
The atmosphere became crowded when many people came almost simultaneously to visit us.
The next day the body began to recover, let alone seeing my two healthy children give me extra strength until my fatigue is replaced.
" They're handsome and pretty." exclaimed Tasya while taking our picture.
" Hey sister-in-law, you also have to immediately have your own baby Lo.." I told him.
" Looking at you during your pregnancy scared me Mel..." Tasya looked insecure.
" Most of all I have to marry you Tasya immediately ... I won't demand anything from you, if you don't want to give birth, we can just adopt." said the man who had accompanied Tasya.
" Don't, I'd also like to see that there's a little boy who looks like you.."sahut Tasya spontaneously, of course, made everyone in the room laugh.
" so... Will you be the mother of my children?" mas Adit took out the ring box from his pocket.
Instantly the room became rowdy, looking at the proposal scene.
After the cheers of the audience who supported Tasya to receive a proposal from Adit mas, my sister-in-law finally nodded with her happy face.
" I'm sorry, actually I prepared this plan a few times, but it always failed because there was something that made you have to leave immediately, so I decided here, in the midst of the happiness of your extended family, so I just decided, may you be my soul mate until the end of my life." said Mas Adit when pinning the ring on Tasya's finger.
" Thank you.." a happy smile flashed on the girl's face.
Hearing Adit's words made my heart feel warm. I saw Reza as the man smiled and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
" Oh, what's the name of our son."I almost forgot that important thing.
"Ammar Abimana and Amira Abimana, may one day bring blessings to all... "
" Amin.even though our life journey is not perfect, but I believe God always gives happiness when we pass the test from Him" I said while leaning my head on his shoulder.
" You are right, thank you for accompanying me on this imperfect journey of my life." said mas Reza tightened his arms.
Finally our family will be bigger, and hopefully all the stories of our past become wisdom for everyone.
End
(Thank you friends, sorry for the lack...
See you again with another sweet story....🤗🤗 )