Damar For Kinanti

what are you crying about?

Damar ride a fairly small Dinda matic motor down the streets of Dayueh kolot, looking for a market that said Dinda.

His tall and large body makes him look a little cute with Dinda's bike, not to mention the pink helmet he wears now.

The air still feels cold, because it is still dawn, the sky also still looks blackish ash.

But for the sake of his curiosity, he must immediately find a pharmacy.

And after taking a trip of more than 15 minutes, because Damar was stray, the pharmacy was found.

" Is there a pregnancy test?" asked Damar to the seller, still with a pink helmet on his head.

" What brand?" ask the mbaknya with the emphasis of his Sundanese accent,

" The best!" damar replied, because he did not know about pregnancy test kits, the best brand in the right choice for now.

Dinda sat in the living room, with her hot coffee when Damar arrived at her rented house.

The man hunted down from the motorbike and entered the room, his behavior like there was no Dinda in the house.

" dear? already asleep, let's get up?!" damar's voice came into the room.

He roused his sleeping wife.

" Winning? A winnow?!" call Damar many times but Kinanti just turned her body back, the woman still did not want to wake up.

Damar who was impatient without much talk again wrapped his wife's body with a blanket, then carried her.

Kinanti who felt her body in the lift of the sayup opened her eyes.

" Daddy?!" kinanti protested in confusion, knowing that Damar had carried her out of the room.

" Daddy?!" kinanti protests again but Damar still takes her out of the room.

Dinda who had just sipped her coffee immediately choked on seeing Kinanti whose body was wrapped around the blanket in her cradle out.

" What a.uhuk uhukk!! uhukk!!" Dinda coughed a great cough.

" You..?! uhukkk uhukk!!" in addition to choking, he was also shocked to see the sight before him.

While Damar didn't care about anything, the man walked straight to the bathroom.

" What the hell is this mas?!" Kinanti glared, but not in the gubris by Damar.

Put his wife down on the bathroom floor.

" Quick.." Damar's voice was calm but firm, he handed over a bag of black crackle in which there was a pregnancy test kit on Kinanti.

With a puzzled look Kinanti accepted it.

" Test it. If you don't, then you have to go to the hospital, something strange in your stomach, do you not feel your body getting thinner, but your stomach is filled.." damar said with a face as calm as possible, even though his heart was not that calm.

While Damar's words made Kinanti start to come to her senses, her face tensed up instantly.

" I'll wait here." said Damar shut the bathroom door and left his wife inside alone.

While Dinda who could not be patient again got up and walked to the place where Damar was, namely the front door of the bathroom.

" dude? can we talk?" dinda's voice restrained his annoyance, he taught Damar to the living room.

" She, I don't forbid making out, but don't be so.." protested Dinda.

Hearing Dinda's words, Damar also just realized,

this is Dinda's house, they're hitching a ride, he and his wife should be more able to hold back and not let Dinda feel uncomfortable inside her own house.

" I'm sorry mbak, I'm outrageous ya.." Damar's voice was subtle, but his countenance was still worried.

Hearing Damar's apology, inevitably Dinda was devastated as well, his frustration saw Damar's behavior was gradually lost.

" Oh yes." said Dinda turned and walked away from Damar, he returned to his coffee in the living room.

The sound of the bathroom door opening, Damar hurriedly approached.

He saw the figure of his wife who came out of the bathroom with a blanket lifted so as not to be exposed to water.

Watching his wife's sad face, his eyes fell and said nothing from his mouth.

Judging that Damar sighed and smiled understandably,

With his strong hand Damar snatched back his wife's body, and brought her into the room.

Dinda who saw the two passing before her could only shake her head.

Arriving in the room Damar sat his wife on the bed.

" Wear your clothes. don't cook, we buy breakfast." said Damar while taking his wife Daster at the end of the bed.

Damar pulled the blanket that covered his wife's body, and heartily put the negligee on his wife.

Seeing his silent wife, Damar sat down beside his wife.

" Why Nan? is something uncomfortable?" tanya Damar sighed the face of his wife who had bowed earlier.

How surprised Damar to see the tears flowing in both corners of his wife's eyes.

" When you cry? I won't be disappointed and angry?" Damar hurriedly hugged his wife, he hated to see tears on his wife's face, his heart hurt so much.

" No child is also okay if God only predestines us both until old age is not a problem for me..

I love you Nan. Don't worry about anything.." Damar tightly hugged Kinanti.

After a few minutes, Kinanti did not stop crying, and Damar became even more anxious about it.

" What you're crying about.I'll always be beside you, baby." said Damar took off his arms and wiped the tears on his wife's face.

" I'm not crying because I'm sad." Kinanti's voice was soft,

" And..?" tanya Damar still touched both cheeks of his wife.

Kinanti handed the pregnancy test that had been held in her hand to Damar.

Damar refused because he didn't want to see her.

" Throw away. I don't need to see it.." Damar's voice softly.

" Look at the mas." said Kinanti still with tears in the corner of her eyes.

Looking at his wife's face like a plea, with a heavy heart Damar took a pregnancy test kit that he bought that morning blind.

With Breath repeatedly in the hela, he saw the long and white tool.

His eyes repeatedly blinked, he choked to see the two lines shown by the pregnancy test.

His head reflexively shook in disbelief as he looked at his wife.

His eyes are full of reddening,

" check it again, I bought 3 Nan..?" he said he still couldn't believe it.

" It's a problem, the results are the same." replied Kinanti while nodding for sure.

Damar hurriedly saw the results for the other two tools, and sure enough, the results were the same.

The man covered his face with one palm and was silent for quite a while.

" Why are you crying?" asked Damar later, there were also tears in the corner of his eyes.

" Just like you, because I'm too happy." replied Kinanti,

" I'm sorry I didn't take good care of you either. Instead of leaving you pregnant, I'm a bad husband.." Damar hugged his wife, conveying once again his regret.

" I'm guilty of you. I don't trust you. When you've given me a great gift.." Now it was Damar who could not hold back his tears.

In his embrace his wife was as close as possible because of guilt and also happy.

While Dinda who sat outside could only lean against the wall.

He did not know what happened to the two husbands.

Though just now Dinda saw the two making out and holding a sling.

But now, he could hear the sound of both of them crying from inside the room.

" Oh, my goodness.a confusing home life." complained Dinda and finished her coffee.