Day after day passed, today was exactly one week before the seven months of Jingga. Jingga was on the bed in his room, stroking his stomach which was now really big. Her stomach has grown with Jingga's relatively small body, making Jingga often have difficulty walking.
That's okay, because Jingga is quite happy with her pregnancy. Of course, Jingga doesn't mind the weight that Jingga feels because he is carrying his big belly.
"Mas, everything has been prepared for our child's seven months?" Jingga asked Arseno who had just come out of the bathroom.
"Everything has been taken care of by Mama, dear. So calm down, Mama has arranged everything well," replied Arseno.
"Good. I'm just worried I missed something."
"No, maybe tomorrow Mama will stay here, because she wants to make sure the preparation for the event goes smoothly later."
"Okay. That means our house will be crowded."
