BLACK PEARL'S
CHAPTER 57
بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
Today I was very busy, after returning from the office there was no time to rest because I had to prepare a cake at home, I was allowed to enter half a day and Alhamdulillah was allowed more precisely me and Aisyah. Aisyah and Aunt Maggie kindly helped me in the kitchen. Not that I didn't have ART, Alardo hired it even though I refused, so I compromised with him so that his ART would only wash and iron and help me occasionally. He will only come 1 week 3 times and Mr. husband that can not be denied it was according. Let Lena put on a LED light because she's good at it.
“this balloon wants to be taped where Han?” taya Aisyah balloon with the inscription Aisyah has done it.
I pointed at the wall on the right side of the dining table and Aisyah started sticking it together. At first I wanted this celebration to be done both on the balcony of our room. But inviting the family is better too. Because like the year before, we celebrate together right at the wedding reception where the orphans also come. So today's event with the family first, more tasyakuran tomorrow just invite Mr. husband to the house of the usual home we go to.
“pudding is also finished and aunt put it in the fridge, the rest for tomorrow's hand to the non” home said aunt and I nodded because I was still busy decorating my cake.
Cake with black cream with regular corrugated shape and the last accent of black pearl which is certainly edible because I made it with chocolate that I had frozen and white pearls side by side. Not to forget the number 2 chocolate after that was just placed in a small display case that was special to insert cake, cake that I made.
Now you can guess what this is not. Hussttt we have to keep this a secret from Mr. husband who is still in office. It's like having no wife until the heart doesn't tell me. Hehe joked he was angry because I didn't want to deliver lunch for him, so he sulked.
Ba’da magrib we pray together, then return to the kitchen where the simple decoration because Aisyah is finished. Shh. she's a bride. 1 month will be married see her face beaming instead. Oh yes one more he never can me with brother Daniel. There is no day without a fight if both are in the same place. All lights are turned off when the sound of the car engine approaches. We're hiding in a place that won't be discovered. CCTV's been turned off since I got home from work.
We heard Rys mumbling because uncle Anthony who was checking the electricity meter for so long I giggled with aunt and Aisyah. Until the colorful LED lights applied with the remote I turn on, they turn on alternately until all the installed Led lights turn on like a rainbow.
“lo make an event? Daniel asked Alardo who was shaking his shoulders. Until a piece of paper hangs in front of him, the rope opens and shows a clue there.
“no need to mussle yes Mr. Husband.follow the arrow aja okay” the contents of the sheet of paper. And they arrived in the kitchen. The list lit up and everything lit up, I, Aisyah, brother Lena and aunt compact blew a paper whistle that could lengthen and sound if we blow then I said cheerfully.
“happy Annyversery dear.Happy two years of marriage and unknowingly the time we passed, the moment we made has stepped on 2 years.” , he smiled thinly and nodded, the moment we made has passed, well indeed I want what he will cry like and then say ‘yaampun dear thank you so much surprise I was moved’ I shuddered in horror at imagining my super stiff husband will happen like that. It would be weird if he did.
“ayo sit down. we enjoy the dishes we have made.” take Aunt Maggie.
“who decorates and puts everything down who? Daniel asked, as he began to look for things. Aisyah was silent instead she drank our favorite strawberry juice.
“Hanna who made sis..” I replied.
“ I'm sure you're not cil. surely work diakan” his lips paltry on the lips ang he juiced on Aisyah. The one sitting quietly, he was not disturbed, it seemed that his self-control was good but he finally opened his voice as well.
“huh. if only it wasn't Hanna's party.. and if only I do not want to marry and require me to endure the emotions of the biarnanti when marriage her beautiful aura looks already exhausted my mouth jotos” he said to brother Daniel.
After dinner is over, we pray isya’ first just gathered again in the middle room. Suddenly brother rys called out to me in a serious tone, his hand grabbed me and slightly squeezed it. The sudden atmosphere of silence for a moment, still not talking made my heart beat strangely.
“ekhem.. thanks for the surprise. I like... and congratulations on a 2-year marriage also for you, for us” he said, I nodded and smiled behind my veil.
“I want to tell a story, and you can not cut or ask, because the asking session will be allowed after I finish telling the story” he said seriously, somehow my heart is beating more and more.
About all the secrets that grandpa kept so neat that I didn't realize them. And I was so devastated when I heard the story how unfortunately and loving my father was that I never knew what he looked like, because grandfather always switched the conversation if I asked about it. About the mother who loved me so much since I grew up in her womb about the grandfather who so obeyed me being born into the world. About the wrong love and envy of my uncle who would destroy his own family.
“sayang.” His whispers made me realize from my daydream, he took me into his warm embrace, a hug that always made me comfortable and did not hesitate to lean on him.
“I love them too.I love them kak” luahku.
“ia. he.. I know. so do they. You are the little angel they are waiting for.cry ..don't be harbored crying if it's a relief” she calms me and I'm getting sobbing.
Until I knew I woke up in my bed, as I remembered I was still crying in his arms, my husband was not next to me, seemed to be in the bathroom. Glancing at the digital clock on the nightstand is still at 12 p.m. Then I looked straight ahead and glued to a frame where a smiling family was so happy, the man was embracing his wife's affectionate shoulder and his other hand rubbed his partner's large belly, a second photo of a man kneeling before his wife and kissing her belly. And the third photo of the two men struggling to wipe his wife's stomach and his wife smiling so brightly there. I approached the photo, there was the last photo, a picture of a grandfather and a man holding a child so adorable plump in a cute baby dress. Until a big arm hugged me from behind. Put his chin on my shoulder and his cheek against my cheek. And he started talking.
“ini baba Hanna.. your father, and he's Fatah's grandfather.. heum.. still not wrinkled.” The candle makes me chuckle but my eyes cry, I cry, I don't know if I'm happy to see clearly the photo that shows his smiling face so handsome.
“mataku derives from him.” mumbled.
“heum.. You are half arabic half bule america.” he said again made me smile, then he began to menealskan the third photo.
“dia ummah..your mother is beautiful is not.she is also veiled like you, because this is a photomaternity for private collection she is not wearing a veil.” she explained and I nodded. the photo of the greatest angel who fought for me to be born, not knowing how much she endured the pain as she tried to resist the medicine that wanted to kill me and still survive to protect me. Ouh.. my beautiful ummah’ mumbled.
“heum... very beautiful.even this small bend.” she pointed at my cheek which has a small dimple on the right. “inherited from it.. even I was amazed by her beauty to produce a beautiful daughter who is now my wife.” It was so sweet that I shook my head in disbelief at what he said just now.
“after kepentok what is his head until it can say sweet so.” ledekku.
“it seems like a long time ago I did not give you punishment” he said.
“sorry Mr... your wife is coming months. so the law is canceled wle...” Ledekku then ran wet and covered my entire body with a blanket. She was wide-eyed and went to lie down and hugged me tightly. A hug that always makes me comfortable.
“thank you for telling me.” My speech.
“of course it is not fantastic..” without waiting for me to answer he has done heroic action that is always the candle, and I was lulled. But he knew if he couldn't do more, so he immediately stopped and chose to hug me to connect our sleep.
TBS
Jazakallah Khairan
