At Dusk in a Small Town

At Dusk in a Small Town
Episode 77 Proof of Love



Loving you takes sacrifice to prove MY LOVE.


How much effort has been made to separate the two.


Hope there is no story between Anajib and Dhea.


"Because the difference is real."


In the morning, Abdul and his wife left for Bandung. The red car was traveling at a moderate speed leaving the small town for Bandung.


There have been many plans that have crossed for an arranged marriage between the beloved son and the daughter of Kyai, the owner of the boarding school.


Intention of his arrival to Bandung to chat with his only brother the ustad.


Who is none other than the husband of Euis, the owner of the boarding house where Dhea Anatasya was exiled.


Oau oau oau


The little baby kept crying.


Dhea seemed confused as much as she knew that the baby was crying


must be thirsty but this is given ASI do not want.


Maybe the diaper is wet, Dhea thought as she checked her son's diaper, but not really.


"Astagfirullah darling don't cry on dong


umi was confused" said Dhea to her baby.


Oau oau oau


The sound of crying baby Syifa adorned the boarding room that was only one room.


"Silence...."


Dhea comforted herself.


As the message of the mother yesterday called do not panic remain calm and multiply istigfar.


And sure enough baby Syifa stopped her crying


his clear eyes were staring at the Umi.


"Afrom umi kangen abi yaa..?"


Dhea talked to her son.


"Okay dear umi call abi yaa..."


Tuttt tuttt


No. It's connected but not lifted.


"Where are you...?"


Dhea was disappointed hope it was in vain to be able to greet a husband who was far away in the country people are increasingly difficult to do.


"It wasn't my intention to imprison your freedom


mas, but giving the news where your massage is my hapless bully really misses it so tormenting me mas."


Dhea spoke to herself while hugging her child.


The tears of longing were no longer able to hold.


But he hastily.


Don't want little Syifa to see her tears.


Let all these feelings and tests of love be only the umi who feel no to Syifa.


After approximately eight hours traversing the length of the asphalt road connecting the town of Kecil and the city of Bandung the red car pulled over in the yard of the big house the owner of the boarding house.


It is located in the Pesantren hut road


Gegerkalong that.


The driver of the ustad came down to open the car door for Pak ustad and his wife.


Pak ustad's footsteps stopped when crossing a row of boarding rooms where Dhea he hid from an Anajib.


The heart of the ustad is full of questions as to which may be the costs that the majority of the residents of the boarding houses


college student got a baby clothes?"


Then the steps of the ustad got closer and stopped in front of the door of the house of Euis.


Tok tok tok tok


"Assalamualaik."


Ustad Abdul said hello.


"Getishalam."


Answer the owner of the house.


Czechoslovak.


That door is open.


"Kang mas, how are you?"


Said the husband of Miss Euis greeting ustad Abdul who is none other than his brother.


Kang Mas is a calling for him.


Then the two brothers took off their homes with handshakes and hugs.


The younger brother also let in for ustad Abdul and his wife.


Ms. Euis took a step back to make some warm tea for her guests.


"God what will happen let it happen maybe it's time for all the secrets to be exposed."


Said Bu Euis in his heart.


There is a sense of worry about what will happen.


Ms. Euis was confused, as she and her husband supported Anajib and Dhea's marriage.


Ustad Abdul conveys the purpose of his visit to Bandung.


Ms. Euis came with a tray of sweet tea and cakes.


Doesn't want to disturb the husband's conversation with his sister.


Mr. Ustad's wife asked to be delivered to Dhea. "It just so happens that Dheanya is on leave from her work" said Ms. Euis.


Then the second step approached the door of Dhea's boarding room.


Tok tok tok tok


"Assalamualaik."


Bu Euis' voice said hello.


"Getishalam."


Answer Dhea.


Dhea had to stop her activities.


And Syifa who had begun to sleep in her sleep.


Slowly step towards the door.


Checkered


Door opens.


DEG


Dhea's heart was like it was out of her body.


The face of Anajib's mother was in front of him.


She smiled and hugged Dhea.


"How are you doing, Dhe..?"


Greet him.


Dhea just fell silent in her arms.


Confused what answer he would give when the mother of the person he loved asked.


"Is God a dream or is it real.?"


Whisper heart.


Dhea hastily let him in.


first impressions in Dhea's room.


He smelled the scent of the baby's characteristic perfume.


The eyes were obscuring the entire room.


"One room is just this room is spacious."


Her word.


The room is neatly arranged there is only one closet, one mini-sized refrigerator.


And one neatly arranged bed with ping-colored sheets.


Then his eyes looked wide.


Apparently he just realized on the mattress there was a tiny baby who was asleep.


"God is beautiful."


"Whose son is this Dhe..?"


Finally the question that Dhea was afraid of was to be answered with honesty.


But Dhea was silent.


His heart sis can not guess what will happen after his love story should he know.


All the trusts that Dhea betrayed.


"Mas I need you right now ."


Whisper Dhea.


Then Dhea secretly sent a message to her husband.


"Where are you going.?"


Her heart was still waiting for her husband's reply.


Dhea did not know the person she was waiting for had fallen asleep in her dreams.


Suddenly the baby was crying.


Oau oau oau


"Ohhhh how is this.?"


"I have to give ASI in front of him.?"


Dhea's heart was tormented.


"Ayoo mbak Dhea give ASI his son.!"


Bu Euis' voice surprised him.


"Dhea's son.?"


He looks confused.


Dhea then sat down at the bedside .


"O dear umi. cup cup."


Dhea comforts her son while giving ASI.


"When did you marry Dhe..?"


"Whose husband are you.?"


"Your son is beautiful."


Dhea was still silent not knowing where she would start the story of her love.


"Mas come on, quick reply.."


Dhea held back her heart.


Dare not imagine what decision he and his son will accept.


"Let Mas Anajib answer his parents."


Whisper Dhea.


She kept waiting for her husband's reply.


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