CURTAINS OF THE PAST

THE SAME PLACE

Still in the same place, where they often spend the afternoon together and only together. Toni's first place reveals everything it feels like for Iffah.

Iffah's pregnancy has entered the time to almost give birth. Thanks to their obedience they keep everything for the good and health of their future baby, finally Iffah can go through the hard times during her young pregnancy.

"Alhamdulillah..." Iffah said with gratitude. His thin lips formed an upward arch. His eyes were unceasingly staring at the horizon in the western horizon.

Iffah's head, let her lean on her husband's broad shoulders.

Toni's hands clasped Iffah's fingers. Every now and then, he kissed his wife's head. It felt happiness in his heart.

Without them noticing, a pair of eyes kept watching them from a distance.

"Darling..." Call Iffah still with his original position.

"Hmm?" Toni scowled without moving her body at all, to look for the source of the sound.

They were more comfortable with their position at the time.

"If our son were a boy, what would you give him by name?" Tanya Iffah sounded soft.

They do often check the condition of the content of Iffah to the Doctor. It's just that, they don't want to know the gender of their future baby first.

Iffah and Toni agree to make it a surprise for them when their baby is born.

"Muhammad Azzuhry's... You likey?"

"What a good name... I like..." Iffah seemed happy. "But if she's a girl?" Iffah asked again as she lifted her face and looked into her husband's eyes.

"What do you want?" Tony asked his wife.

"I leave it to you. I want, our son has a name for the gift of his father." Iffah is sure.

"What if it's an orange?" Toni looked back at the bright light that was before them at that moment. A beauty to his eyes. The light in his tribe, loved by his biological mother even his biological father liked the orange light.?

"Orang? Goody... Just orange?" Iffah still seemed unsatisfied with the idea of giving her husband.

"Janga Fadhilah Husna..."

Iffah smiled at the name Toni gave to their baby-to-be. Good names according to him.

"You listen, son?" Iffah whispered while stroking her distended stomach. "If you are a man, then Mama will often call you Muh. Muh his son Mama and Papa. But, if you are a girl, then you will get used to hearing Mama calling you Orange. The orange that has glory and goodness in him."

"God willing..." Toni.

"Aamiin Ya Rabb..." Connect Iffah. Toni embraced his wife's shoulder with her right hand, while her left hand stroked Iffah's distended stomach.

"Healthy unfortunately Papa and Mama, we can't wait for your presence in the world, son." Brisque Toni then.

"Yes Papa... Papa is too. Don't worry Mama often. Because, Mama seems to be a pity on Papa." Iffah echoed Toni's words by mimicking the voice of a child.

Toni raised her head to face Iffah. "When do I worry you, hmm?"

"Your wounds. The wounds that are on your face, always make me worry about it." Sahut Iffah with a soft tone.

Toni was silent for a moment. His heart justifies Iffah's speech. Although his tongue often lies, it says everything is fine. But his heart could not deny that his fear was still there.

"I'm sorry, honey. I promise, I won't worry you anymore." Toni's pledge while pulling back Iffah's shoulder into his arms.

"I believe..." Iffah. "Darling..."

"Hmm?"

"Strawberries?" Toni's question assures her gaze to his wife's index finger leads. Iffah.

"Why don't you if I stay for a while?" Tony looked worried.

"It's okay, baby." Iffah's vow removed Toni's doubts.

"But you're not going anywhere..."

"Yes..."

With a heavy heart, Toni finally left Iffah sitting alone on a park bench. He stepped up quickly to buy the Strawberry his wife had asked for.

*****

Ghali had a smile of his own in his study. Even though it was late afternoon, he still had not moved from there.

Every now and then, he plays his phone and fiddles with something on top of his screen.

Later that night, Ghali promised to bring someone to be introduced to his family, his sister-in-law's family. And that's why he looks excited. His smile never faded from his lips until it appeared shuffled on both edges of his lips.

Ghali really looks like he's drunk on love. She is like most teenagers who have just experienced their first puberty.

Just as he was about to pack up, his phone rang again. But it was not a message, but a call from his brother.

At first Ghali seemed excited to answer the phone from his brother. But just now that his phone was in his left ear, his eyes instantly rounded instantly. With so sudden, his shock made his body reflexively rise up from his seat back then.

I don't know what he heard, he was still staring until the call ended immediately.

Ghali repeatedly tried to dial her brother's number back, but in vain. Iffah number is no longer active.

without a second thought, he immediately packed up his things and ran away from his position back then.

"Sister-in-law... Yes, sister-in-law..." He muttered when he was on a sports bike that he used to drive anywhere.

Ghali took his phone out of the bag he was wearing at the time. He called Toni.

Splice.

"Sister-in-law..." Panicked calling.

"Ghalis... Iffah.., your brother's missing Ghali..." Toni's voice sounded with an irregular sigh from across the street.

"Where is my brother-in-law now?" Ask Ghali immediately.

"I'm in Ghali City Park..." Toni's voice was getting raspy.

"Wait for me there, Sister-in-law don't go anywhere first... Ok." His order. After getting Toni's answer from across, Ghali again ended his call. He immediately drove his bike to where Toni had told him.

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