CHASING THE LOVE OF LYVIA

Chapters. 55. Seven Monthly

Lyvia hasn't got her husband in the room, she's still in the bathroom. Though it had been a long time since she had soaked, to the point that Lyvia relented and took a bath in her Mother's bathroom.

Tok....

 

"Mas...does Mas need help...?" lyvia's voice resuscitated her daydream.

"Ohhh. No dear, Mas is almost done..."

 

She rinsed her body in the shower and grabbed a towel that Lyvia had prepared.

Adrian came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Mas took a long bath." asked Lyvia in surprise.

 

"Let all the sins fall on Mas's body." his answer made Lyvia even more astonished.

"By the way what the hell.from just digressing.."

 

Lyvia's body in her arms.

"Gakpa ...I just love teasing you.."

'That smile that always makes me miss.

 

"Let's go down Mas... Mama's waiting for dinner..."

 

Adrian came down with his wife.

 

"Rian..tomorrow you take leave, right...?" ask Mama

 

"Yes Ma..Tomorrow Adrian leave, the children tomorrow are also here. but maybe the night, tomorrow's coincidence Saturday so all can be Sunday night here."

 

"Yes. his show tomorrow starting from 6 am, the fathers read the holy verses of the Qur'an, continued with the tradition of brojol and siraman." explained Mama.

"Yes Ma....Adrian nurut aja, Adrian mah mana know the event soan..."

 

'Something is wrong with my husband. Not usually he answered indifferently like that, let alone with his mother.

Ever since her presence at the dinner table, Lyvia had not let out the slightest sound. He simply digested the conversation of these two people he cared about.

 

"Via..don't sleep too late, son, take care of your health..."

"Yes Ma...."

 

She helped her mother clean the dining table before finally returning to her room.

Adrian was still in his study, when Lyvia could not resist his sleepiness.

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At exactly 3 a.m., Lyvia woke up. She did not find her husband in bed.

'Where is Adrian....?' whispers in the heart.

Lyvia tries to approach Adrian's workspace. He heard he was calling someone.

'This hour...who did he call...?'

 

("Well the day after tomorrow I can.if tomorrow I still have an event..").

("Yes already, immediately go to sleep..It is late, not good for health..").

 

That's what Lyvia faintly heard. She was watching someone and asking him to sleep, while he was still awake.

'O Allah.Why did my heart suddenly ache, whom did he call these nights.' the turmoil in Lyvia's heart.

I have to stay calm, positive thinking Lyvia.

Ceklekk....

Adrian looks surprised, when Lyvia opens the door to his room.

"Darling...why wake up...?" adrian asked as he put down his phone and approached Lyvia.

'Bismillah.jangan jutek Lyvia.' pinta Lyvia in heart.

 

"Mas itself why this hour has not slept....?" tanya Lyvia tried to get spoiled.

"Mas there is still a little work.here, Mas sling so that it can be quickly spoiled..."

 

Lyvia according to her, as usual she was writhing spoiled around her husband's neck.

 

'I follow your play Adrian.'Don't ever hurt me, or you'll feel more pain than I do...'

'Huusss..do not speak so remain positive thinking Lyvia.' dialogue of the heart of Lyvia.

 

Adrian put his wife back in bed. Lyvia turned her back to her husband and Adrian fell asleep hugging Lyvia from behind.

***

Lyvia could not close her eyes, no matter what she thought, until finally the dawn prayer rang out in her ears.

Lyvia releases Adrian's embrace. He went to shower and pray at dawn himself. She did not wake her husband.

 

"Darling.where is your husband, he should be ready...."

"Still sleeping Ma..Enight Mas Adrian slept at 4 am."

 

 

"Mbak Via..prepare me to make up first.." said Mbak Yayuk, the bride next door.

"Lyvia.let Mama wake Adrian, you follow Mbak Yayuk in the guest room..."

 

Lyvia nodded, agreeing to Mama's request.

With a furious face, Mama went to Adrian's room.

 

"Adrians..... Adrian.....! what are you doing, it's noon." said Mama slightly hardened her tone.

"Astagfirullah...after dawn, Lyvia where is Ma...?"

"It's almost morning.pleas clean yourself, soon Mr. Ustadz come."

 

Adrian rushed to shower and morning prayers even though he saw it was already at 05.30 wib.

Dressed in a cocoa coat that Lyvia had prepared earlier, he followed her downstairs.

 

"Lyvia where's Ma....?"

"Still in makeup in the guest room." Mama replied a little annoyed.

 

Adrian headed for the living room, there were already several guests present. Mama and her mother-in-law have also gathered with the invitation of the congregation of mothers.

The event has begun, starting with a study led by Mr. Ustadz.

After the study, the host asked for prospective fathers to bring prospective mothers to the place of the flush procession.

Adrian picks up Lyvia who has finished in makeup.

"Come on Ma'am Via.it's time to get out..."

"Yes Ma'am...could you give me some tissue sheets...?" the message to Ma'am Yayuk.

 

"Let's smile, don't cry.from the plate of his face.." said Mbak Yayuk comforted me, while inserting some tissue in my hand.

 

Adrian came to pick me up when we were getting ready to go out.

"Let's Mas Adrian.. carried his wife." said Mbak Yayuk.

Adrian started holding his wife, Lyvia also followed the series of events well.

"Honey..you are so beautiful today.." whispered Adrian.

But no answer came out of the beautiful lips of his wife. His face was still tense, his gaze was blank. I don't know what he's thinking.

Adrian sat his wife in a chair that had been provided. Lyvia's cry broke when the sungkeman procession was carried out.

Mama.. who had started to get close to him, could feel the meaning of Lyvia's cry. This time his cry was not a cry of happiness, but rather a cry of restrained.

Next event Siraman.

Lyvia was still in tears when Mama, Mom and her husband took turns pouring rose water on her.

After the flush, Lyvia changed clothes and continued with the brojol jenang procession. This is so that the birth of the baby is not fussy and without obstacles.

When the event is friendly, the invitees are presented with the expertise of Mama and Mother in selling rujak and dawet. It is also part of a tradition that must be preserved.

Adrian, who had been accompanying Lyvia, had begun to fret because the ringing of his phone was unceasingly ringing.

 

"Why didn't I pick up....?" I asked half a whisper.

"Father darling.not important..."

 

adrian's answer made Lyvia's head dizzy. It seemed that he was holding back his anger and holding back his cries.

 

"Mbak Yayuk.." call him.

"Yes Mother...."

"Am I allowed to go to the room....? my head's dizzy..."

"Yes .. gakpapa Mbak, do not be forced... Ma'am Via rest first..."

 

Lyvia answered nothing, she passed towards her room.

"Darling...honey...why...?" adrian asked following.

 

"Gakpapa.I'm just a little dizzy..."

"Let Mas drive to the room" he said, holding Lyvia's arm.

"Don't do...Go with the guests." my elak while I'm holding his hand.

 

Adrian stopped his steps, and looked at Lyvia's departure until it was unseen behind the door.

Adrian peeking at his phone. There were some missed calls from Sofia.

'What else is this guy...? don't know if I'm busy anymore.' grunts in my heart.

Until the show was over, Lyvia did not come out of her room. Only Mama, Mama and Adrian represented the return of the guests.

 

"Adrian...try to see Lyvia, has she eaten earlier ...?" ask Mama.

 

Adrian rushed to his room. But Lyvia closed her eyes. His face looks red, his eyes look red. Looks like she's been crying.

Adrian just stroked Lyvia's face, he didn't dare to wake her. His eyes could not be seen from his wife's beautiful face.

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