CONFESSION STONED
135. A BUNCH

“Jahs... Mas want to eat,” said Bara when he just came out of the room. She had just finished her shower after arriving home at 7pm last night.

“Udah finished prepared, here..” call Colonized from the dining room. Dul diligently watches cartoons in the family room. While Mbok Jum was sitting on the floor with a box of sewing tools, was installing a button shirt that was released.

“New mom nelfon. Tomorrow Sunday will take Dul to the wedding reception of his friend's son. How?” tanya Bara pulled the main dining chair.

“But Mas ngajak want to see my mother..” Colored remind.

“Iya, morning we look at mother, past noon we anter Dul to the house of mother one more. How?” Bara was watching the hand of Sejah who spooned the vegetable to his plate.

“It can also.” Sejah pulled a chair on Bara's right side and took a seat.

“That Dul don't eat?” tanya Bara turned to the family room.

“Udah eat. From this afternoon my father came home at what time, Dul already laper. So I told you to eat first with Mbok Jum.”

“You eat too. Still really nauseous?” ask Bara. Seized shaking.

“Gak too. It's more seger,” said Dijah.

“How can I do it once every two days?” ask Bara again. Sejah looked at her husband with narrowed eyes. Bara chuckled then pinched his wife's cheek.

“Two days once or twice a day.” Syndir Sejah.

“It was also good, adding fitness every morning. The work gets more excited. I also won't look at girls wearing sexy clothes out there.” Bara again teased Dijah by stroking his wife's stomach.

“Halah, I can also wear sexy clothes. He was told to cover with a jacket. Now want to use a sexy, at home still use negligee. Men are like that. Look outside sexy, forget if already taken home surely end-end still use negligee.” Colored filled the coals glass with white water.

Bara. He felt overwhelmed by the words of his wife just now. If only his wife knew that a few days ago he spent half a day with Heru to admire the sexy women in a cafe. I dare not think about the consequences.

*****

“Salim Mbah used to be Dul..” Pinta Sejah when they just arrived at Kang Supri's house. Dul crawled up near his altar and lowered his head to crucify.

“Dul is getting handsome. Mbah kangen,” says mom Sejah. Dul was held in a hug. Mother Seized a little sobbing. “Mbah seneng lo see Dul now. Clean, groomed. Now Mba is less healthy. Can't afford Dul anymore.” Dul straightened and then looked at his mbah.

“If it hurts, Mbah should seek treatment.” Dul said in passing. Mother Sejah laughed softly.

“Already, Mbah has been treated. Wiggling Dul Dateng all this Mbah feel healthier. Where are you going?” ask mom Dijah rubbing Dul batik shirt.

“You were invited to the same reception uti.” Dul looked at his hands.

The Seized Mother glanced at her daughter as if asking for an explanation.

“Taken to the wedding reception with his mother Mas Bara” clearly Colored on his mother.

“Oldest granddaughter for fathers,” Bara added again while smiling at her mother-in-law.

Mother Sejah nodded with sparkling eyes. “Jaga. Healthy-healthy,” says mom Sejah.

Kang Supri who was visited by his sister that day was not at home. Only his wife came out with a nice, warm tea for Dijah and his family.

Bara handed over some packets of cakes and fruits to her mother-in-law to Kang Supri's wife who was not good at small talk. The woman just sat quietly near the head of her in-laws lying in the corner of the room with a thin mattress.

Like last time, Dijah invited his mother to stay at home. Persuading the woman gently up to a slight scolding. The old woman insisted that she would stay overnight if she gave birth to her child. He did not want to trouble his youngest daughter who was also in an unhealthy condition.

Before one o'clock in the afternoon, Bara's car had arrived in front of the Wirya family's house. Bu Yanti was already sitting on the neatly dressed terrace with a small bag on her lap.

“Oh this has arrived. Well.. let's go. Dul has come.” Bu Yanti got up from her seat. “Ami.... Fence lock. Me and the father want to go out,” exclaimed Bu Yanti towards the side door that borders directly with the garage and kitchen. The housekeeper came out straight away.

“Kok must bring Dul?” ask Bara.

“All of her grandchildren's mothers have grown up. If you bring a grandchild, you can refuse an invitation from another friend. So I have a more subtle reason. Later certainly a lot of meetups, the mother again males to everywhere in fact.” Bu Yanti tidied up the collar of Dul's shirt and grabbed the boy's hand.

“Eh this is where Dul's shirt? Getting home sultry if not change clothes.” Bu Yanti looked at Bara impatiently. Bara raised a backpack that was in his hand. Ms. Yanti half grabbed the bag in a hurry then opened the door of the car that Mr. Wirya had just removed from the garage.

Bara and Dijah just dumbstruck staring at the hassles of Bu Yanti with a wiron skirt and kebaya model peacock.

“Already?” asked Bu Yanti to Dul who was sitting in the middle seat. Dul nodded and Bu Yanti immediately closed the car door and walked forward.

“Dad-mom go first!” mrs Bu Yanti then disappeared into the car.

She looked at her husband. “Everyone goes, where are we going?” tanya Sejah's.

“Shop baby clothes?” Bara raised his eyebrows. Sewn pursed his mouth.

“I'm not too excited yet. What next month after the doctor? I want to know the gender first Mas..” said Dijah still staring at Bara with one hand stroking his stomach.

“Yes already, next month if you already know the gender. Where are we going now?” tanya Bara took Dijah back to the car.

“Meeting me yuk. I miss them. Can?” tanya Sejah hugged Bara's left arm tightly while they were in the car.

“Bby. Until the mallem there can also. But—” Bara cupped both his hands on the cheeks of Colored and kissed his wife's lips long ago.

“But what?” tanya Sejah when their kiss comes off.

“I want this delicious,” sahut Bara squeezed his wife's chest.

“Hemmm..” Grunts Colored. “I tini phone first if it is.” Sejah pulled out his phone and searched Tini's name in his contact list. Bara was still resting his elbow on the back of the passenger seat and lowered his head to kiss the neck of his busy wife. The other hand stroked the stomach of the Sejah who had already been seen protruding in the fifth month. Bara's hands occasionally went up to squeeze his wife's chest. Colored repeatedly clucked and raised his shoulders because of her husband.

“Halo? Tin! Where else? Today does not work ‘kan? I'm going to the chicken coop.” Colored back to shoulder when Bara kissed and bit his neck small.

“I am no longer in the chicken coop Jah, but again help Boy keep trading in front of the mini market. Boy again take care of opening a new branch. Soon we will be CEO. CEO toast A BUNCH OF.” Tini laughed out loud.

“Don't be weird his name is Tin! Trade your friend,” reprimanded Colored for feeling Tini made it up.

“Lah! Brand toast Boy is indeed A STACK. You just come here, I will make it free,” said Tini arbitrarily to the merchandise of his friend.

“Tumben you are not out on Sunday,” said Sejah.

“Mumet belom payjian. Have money a little dizzy, have a lot of money has never been fussy. Yes, you have come here. Boy brought the speakers, told me to promote the mic. If the toast doesn't run out in an instant, don't call me TINI SUKETI.”

“Yes, I went there. Mini market near chicken coop right?” tanya Sejah's. “Mas... I goosebumps,” reprimands Colored on Bara who still continues to tease him.

“Eh! Whoi! I'm not an automated operator who doesn't have a temper. Mas-mu it yes... smoldering continues.” Tini nagged across the phone.

“Suketi should not be envious yes.” said Bara who heard Tini's scolding just now when he was kissing the neck of Dijah who was calling.

The To Be Continued.....

Read the title part of his mind do not go anywhere.

Hihihih :*