BREATHE
thirty three
7 months later...
" safe mita, now you have become a mommy" said Dirly congratulated Mita who had just given birth this afternoon.
" thank you brother, soon brother will also soon be a mommy" said mita.
the pregnancy distance between Mita and Dirly is only four months .
" come here with Brother Dafin?" ask Mita.
" don't you know for yourself what your brother is" said dirly sad.
" what a patient sister might be after her dekbay comes out, sister Dafin will change" said Mita won Dirly.
three months later..
three months have now passed so quickly, so dafin slowly began to open his heart to Dirly, but still Leta's shadow is still main.
" uhhhhh. Dirly's stomach hurts mahh" said Dirly who is now in the delivery room.
" you are strong, you are strong, you are sure that you are strong" said Mama Devina giving to Dirly.
while the dafin outside was feeling such deep anxiety.
" what's quiet for your wife must be strong" said papa dafin.
" yes pah" answered dafin still pacing in front of the delivery door.
" uk.oek...oek"
there was the sound of the first child crying from inside the room.
a few minutes later the sound of the second child crying dafin.
"uk.oek.oek"
after a few minutes dafin was told to enter the delivery room.
" hoo, thank you for giving me two handsome princes" Dafin said, kissing Dirly on the forehead.
" the two fins have become my duty as a wife" said Dirly in pain.
" i love you" said Dafin making Dirly smile.
" thank you for loving me, but I have to go, I miss both my parents" said Dirly.
" pah, thank you for taking care of me and taking care of me" said Dirly one last time.
" no Dirly don't stay with me, please come back, dirlyyyy" shouted Dafin as he shook his body.
" doctor...the doctor "cries to find a doctor. But no one came directly dafin ran ahead while screaming
" doctor.doctor.are you all deaf!" yelling with emotion.
in the maternity room....
" Dirly pah" said mama devina limp.
" be calm" said papa dafin
soon the doctor and nurse entered the delivery room and asked Dafin and his family to wait outside.
the door's open
" i'm sorry Miss Dirly was pronounced dead at 21:00" the doctor said, angering her.
" you must be lying, don't lie to me!" shouted dafin at the doctor while gripping his collar.
" dafin don't believe it, let Dirly calm down there" said papa dafin.
" Dirly pah" said the dafin shedding tears.
two days after Dirly left the dafin, the dafin became an even colder figure, and spoke very little.
"uk.oek.."
" can't you just shut up little boy" said Dafin who was uncomfortable with the sound of his son's cry .
ever since Dirly died and never once held her baby, she blamed the baby for making Dirly leave her, when she had fallen in love with him.
the two babies still have no names to date.
three years later...
it's been exactly three years since Leta left London.
and just today Leta decided to go back to London.
" where the hell is Leta, a long time ago" grumbled Sifa who had not been patient to meet with Leta.
soon a beautiful woman came out of the airport.
with smooth white skin, a tall body, beautiful hair is allowed to decompose, making anyone fascinated including people inside and outside the airport.
" mother" shouted the woman and headed straight to where Sifa and Mother Leta were standing.
" Leta? " ask mother Leta
"yes this is Leta mother, cook mother forget the same her own child" said Leta.
" haha not you are just getting older" said the mother while hugging Leta.
" Leta kangen mama" said Leta
" mother too, you are also the wrong one when coming home here, three years ago where did "sayr mother while releasing her embrace.
" Leta is busy mother, not to hold the phone" explained Leta.
" who here is considered yes yes" said Sifa speaking with the spelling of his one-year-old son.
" jeez Sifa, sorry-sorry is invisible" Leta joked.
making Sifa pretend to be angry.
" yaudah we go home only yuk ja" said Sifa to her son but the spell only smiled, because it could not understand what his mother said.
" don't cook, Sifa doesn't miss Leta" Leta said .
" yes kangen is oncom, where you go, he said will often ngabarin, often go home to London where it is talking" said Sifa.
"hehe yes, Leta was wrong" Leta said.