[Note] A Perfect Marriage

He melted his heart

A pregnant woman painstakingly cut off the stalks as high as her belly that had been filled with chrysanthemums. The green boots he wore looked dirty full of mud.

The tropical country that only has two seasons is currently entering the rainy season. Garden owners are preoccupied with their plants when this season greets. They should always make sure the plants do not rot because of the majority of water.

"Tea, can the roses be harvested now? Stores in some cities have asked to be sent roses immediately," asked an elderly man who was also wearing a t-shirt, boots, and carrying a large pair of scissors.

Love lifts her body. The woman's stomach was poking, very large and round. He slowly stroked his stiff waist while looking grimaced with pain.

"Can, Sir. Mr. Asep harvest the North first, yes. You see, the southern part is still a little tucked. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow is ready to harvest all" replied Love while stroking his stomach.

"Good, Tea. The chrysanthemum seeds are also ready to plant, after this harvest we can replace the new." Love nodded in agreement with the advice of the supervisor of his flower plantation.

"Yesterday there were two people from the flower shop and one from the Nexton hotel in town came, Teh Cinta was away with Den Rudi, so I just asked for their data," connect Asep while taking out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"What did they say, Mang?" ask Cinta while reading the address and phone number listed on the paper.

"They asked for a supply of flowers from us, Tea. They also went around the garden yesterday and it looks like they are satisfied with the quality of the flowers here."

"Well, it looks like when my husband came to town, he offered them this flower, Mang. Looks like we have to add land, and also do not forget to sort the flowers, Mang, the number one quality Mang Asep specialise for hotels and flower shops. For quality number two Mang Asep provide for flower board stamps and for decoration."

"Good, Tea. Shop Rans yesterday also order, if you can the type of flowers ask to be added."

"Emm, so, yeah. Later try to ask my husband first which land we can take, Mang. Maybe we can add sunflowers, good night, and senile. It seems like that's what I often see to be a bouquet," Love replied with a sweet smile.

After Mang Asep finished with his report, the forty-three-year-old man said goodbye. She left Love who had also returned to her activity of harvesting flowers. This was the most fun part he had always been waiting for. To reap the fruits of his hard work. The spirit of the big-bellied woman is always burning to cut the green stalk under the shade of the greenhouse.

The movement of Love was suddenly forced to stop, as a burly hand that felt warm held his wrist. The half-souched woman looked over. An awkward smile she showed with her white teeth.

"Haloo, Bubu's Father," said Love still with a fake smile.

Rudi just stared at his wife. The big hand was still tightly holding Love's wrist and one other hand snatched the scissors from the woman. Love can only surrender the sharp object while swallowing its saliva. The usually warm man with that soothing gaze, would look so scary if it was in a serious situation.

"I .. only sports. Doesn't an old pregnant woman have to move a lot? Aye, right?" cinta said while struggling spoiled in Rudi's arm.

The man with side hair and a white tee shirt kept his mouth open. He puts his hands around the waist of love. He led the pregnant woman in silence to a long chair at the end of the greenhouse.

Rudi sat his wife in the white wooden chair, while he crouched in front of Cinta. Take off the boots the woman was wearing, and replace them with swallow-brimmed flip flops. Rudi wiped the bottom of Love's knees that weren't covered by the boot. A splash of mud stuck to the white leg that now looks a little more contained.

The gentle treatment, always melt the hardness of the heart of Love. Every day, every second as if Rudi continues to cultivate a love that was once only a seed. Now the seed seems to have sprouted in the heart of Love. Feelings warmed. She always wanted the attention and warm touch from her husband. A small smile and haru's gaze accompanied his frustration at being silenced by Rudi.

"Bubu's Dad?"

"My husband?"

"I'm who?" greeting Love with spoiled but did not get a response from her husband.

"Justie!" Love has been a little provoked by the emotion of seeing Rudi who still ignored him.

"I'm also the boss at home and don't mind. The doctor also said tell a lot of motion so that next month can be born on time. It can't, it can't, it can't move." Love begins to cast its spells cynically.

Rudi who listened to his wife's chatter did not look disturbed in the slightest. He pulled the corner of his lips into a thin arch. When Cinta was upset and started muttering, it sounded like a beautiful song in Rudi's ears. Her woman is so adorable that there is no room for her to be upset with Love.

The man stood up, looking gently at Love with a smile etched beautifully on his handsome face. He sat down by his wife's side, grabbed both cheeks of Love and stared fixedly at the woman lovingly.

"I love you" said Rudi with a sincere smile and earnestness.

Love freezes. His cynical gaze slowly faded into sadness. The woman's heart is beating faster. His lips are getting curved downwards. Love's eyes heat up even more as the man's neutrals drown him in a sea of love. The clear curtain slid arrogantly past the woman's cheek.

Laughter suddenly slipped into the hearing sense of Love while she was still wrapped in tears. A large hand slowly stroked her cheek gently, sweeping away the tear marks.

"You always cry like this when I say love, honey. Is it after Bubu is born that I will have two babies? You don't want to nag me anymore?"

Love shook her head with her pursed lips forward. Yes, her heart felt fragile as this man before her expressed love. It felt like no other man in this world could love her like Rudi.

When you gave all your love to me, the fear of losing that love tormented me even more, Rud. I just want to be by your side for now, but I'm scared. I'm afraid if ....

"Let's go home." One pat on the back of his hand resuscitated the reverie of Love.

The couple walked away. Leave the garden covered by the black net. Outside the greenhouse, the sun is already challenging overhead.

"Next time don't work in the garden anymore. You know it's dangerous, what if you fall, or soy sauce? I don't want anything to happen to you guys."

...Seriate.......

...Sometimes, the raindrops hug me more than your untouched cold. –Simi...

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Hello, Sweetheart.

Sadness in this pandemic is certainly experienced by many of us yes, my friend. Especially for those who have lost. The pain that is so deep sometimes makes themselves like unable to rise again.

There are those left by spouses, parents, or relatives who mean to us.

Don't save the pain, buddy. All of our feelings are valid and Simi is convinced as time goes on God continues to strengthen and give us the ability to go through them.

The season will change, the cloudy clouds that surround us today will change rainbows and bright sun. It's ok to take time, to feel our pain, our loss and all the feelings we feel. It will take some time to get through it. But rest assured God has the best plan for all of us.

Life goes on, those who precede us will also be happy if we get back up and live life better.

Love you, all. Stay healthy and stay energized.