The Babysitter Belongs to the Duda
Pillow Talk

Andre returned home in a state of fatigue, especially his mind that had been thinking about the incident Alice in the rice stall padang. Alice's attitude that looks very curious about her household and the look of her face that is very unsightly if she tells about her happiness. Nadia who saw her husband enter the house with a bent face immediately approached her and took the bag that Andre was carrying.

Nadia led Andre who seemed to limp helplessly to go up the stairs. The two of them passed by leaving the three little children and Mama Anisa who was looking at the scene. Mama Anisa actually asked in her heart about Andre's face that was being bent sour. But now he is aware of his position, let it now be a matter of the household of his son and daughter-in-law. He would interfere if the two asked him for advice only.

"Enek, becok Anol talo dah ikah engen uga taya unda and papa" Arnold said suddenly.

Mama Anisa and her two sisters immediately turned their eyes towards Arnold who was now imagining something. Even now his face looked up at the ceiling of the living room roof with both hands on his chin.

"You don't think of marriage first, madam. By the way is not true, already thinking of marriage" mama Anisa taunted.

"That's what is unya alonna, grandma. Ukan bica nomongna" said Arnold did not accept.

"Lho... Grandma's most handsome granddaughter already has a candidate?" ask Mama Anisa.

"Udah dong, Anol kan ampan. Where there is yan bica reject pecona seolang Anol" said Arnold with confidence.

Mama Anisa who heard Arnold's words could only drop her jaw. He did not expect that Arnold had a trait that was out of nowhere. Because Andre was not this string. Mama Anisa and her two granddaughters finally just listen to the babble from Arnold without pestering him rather than seeping everywhere.

***

Andre and Nadia entered his room after dinner together and took care of his three children. After the three children slept, they decided to return to the room hand in hand. After cleaning themselves in the bathroom, both of them sat on the mattress by playing their phones.

"Mas, I want to tell you something" Nadia said carefully.

Andre, who heard Nadia's serious speech, immediately turned his eyes towards his wife and placed his phone on the nightstand. He looked gently at his wife who now looked more graceful after marrying him. Even very rarely if the girl shows her tomboyish and bar attitude while in the family environment.

Moreover, Nadia had now changed the call to him. When there are no children, the woman will call him "mas" while when there they are then Nadia will use the call "papa". This is to get her three children to continue calling her with polite calls.

"What story, baby?" ask Andre.

"So at school, Abel asked Anara about her wicked stepmother. There seems to be fear in them if later I will torture both of them if I already have a biological child like in the Cinderella story. Luckily Arnold helped me to calm them down" Nadia said with slightly wistful eyes.

However, Nadia has a sensitive side in her feelings to make her feel sad when her son doubts her affection all along. Though Nadia has been trying to accept the three children she continued wholeheartedly and always put them first compared to her own husband. But Nadia understands that children their age must indeed be given time and understanding in order to understand what is happening.

"I'm sorry for bringing you in such a difficult situation. I should have been involved in giving understanding to them, but I was busy with my work and gave it all to you. From now on I will help you to convince them that a stepmother like you is not the same as a story in fairy tales" Andre said gently.

Nadia raised her head and looked at Andre's teary eyes. Suddenly he felt guilty for telling me about something as trivial as this. Andre is also tired of taking care of work and making a living for him and his family.

"Eh... That's not what I mean, I'm telling you this so that we can communicate with each other to educate the child in the future what it looks like. I want to tell you everything that happened during this day so that our communication is well established, especially our relationship" said Nadia gave understanding.

"I think you're tired and complaining about the kids" Andre said, laughing amusedly at his own stupidity.

"No, I just tell a story or call it rich pillow talk that" said Nadia while chuckling amusedly.

Andre only shook his head to see the behavior of his wife who was so able to evoke the atmosphere. He was lucky to have a wife like Nadia who accepted him as he was. He promised never to hurt Nadia and her three children with his behavior. The two decided to take a break after a long conversation.

***

One month after the incident at school that time, Abel and Anara had never again discussed about stepmothers. Even the relationship of Nadia and her three children was so harmonious as a mother with her biological children. Nadia was so happy, so was everyone who saw her.

This morning Nadia woke up limp, from after dawn she went back and forth to the bathroom to remove what was in her stomach. But in the bathroom, nothing came out of his mouth, only liquid. Even now he was rubbing his stomach and temples with eucalyptus oil while Andre went back to sleep after the dawn.

Hukkk... Hukkk...

Nadia again wanted to spit out the contents in her stomach but unfortunately she was no longer able to walk. Nadia's voice held back her vomit and made Andre wake up from his sleep. He saw his wife sitting on the sofa in the room while continuing to stroke her stomach with wind oil while his hand to hold her mouth so as not to vomit. His face also looked deathly pale making Andre immediately approach him.

"What's wrong with you, baby?" ask Andre.

"I don't know, my mom. From the dawn was nausea, maybe a cold" replied Nadia softly.

Hueekkk... Hueeekkk...

"Help me into the bathroom, ma'am" he continued.

Andre nodded his head and then asked his wife to go to the bathroom. Andre continued to help Nadia who wanted to spit out the liquid in her stomach while gently massaging her neck.