Damar For Kinanti

" Mama's sick.."

This afternoon it was raining quite profusely, the sky looked dark ash ash ash.

Gendhis was sleeping on a thick carpet, right in front of the TV.

" Will catch a cold? I moved it?" Damar who just came in was worried,

" i've tried to move it, but it's fussy. I don't want to. I'm so wrapped up.." replied Kinanti walking from the kitchen with a glass of hot coffee and a plate of warm fried bananas.

" Yes.he's fussy these few days, why?" asked Damar while sitting next to his daughter.

" The weather's pretty cold these days..

the fog is also thick.." Kinanti put the coffee and fried banana on the table.

" Those who often rubbed their bodies with eucalyptus oil and then gave milk a little warmer than usual.." Damar got up and moved to sit next to his wife.

" Bagas here yesterday?" ask Damar while drinking his coffee.

" Yes with her mother.."

" hemm.. how's Adinda..?"

" She's a little bit complaining about Yoga. Yoga's ex-wife is acting up she said.."

" Well, that's how it is." replied Damar slowly, then stole his wife's cheek.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

" Can't you mediate?" ask Kinan later,

" do not want to.."

" why?"

" Yoga must be able to act decisively..

if she can get through this, her marriage will get stronger..

but if he can't finish this kind of lighthearted thing, I'm afraid of Dinda's hard character.he won't be able to maintain the household later.."

" why do you talk like that, instead of having to talk good??"

" well.I wish you the best, too, but you're gonna ask me, baby..

Dinda is an independent woman..

who can live without a man if he wants to.."

" he also loves Yoga mas.is there no way he would want to get married without a foundation of love??"

" Yes.love certainly..

but Dinda's not like you, baby,

the trauma made it difficult for her to endure the slightest pain..

no matter how much you love Yoga, Yoga hurts you a little..

dinda will definitely disappear from the Yoga side..

because the trauma was caused by the attitude of a husband who he thought was not right..

so his thinking must have been vulnerable about it..

she has certainly accepted Yoga because the figure of Yoga differs greatly from her ex-husband..

but when one day Yoga behaves the same..

then that little thing will shake his heart..

which we think is small, could be big for Dinda..

so, never make the same about what people who bear the trauma think and do not.." Damar took one fried banana and began to chew it,

while Kinanti pensive for a moment, she seemed to think about her husband said.

" Dinda couldn't possibly give up so easily." said Kinan then softly, softly,

" of course he does not want to be so. but the trauma is difficult on the opponent if our partner does not support.now stay Yoga course.can understand Dinda or not.."

" Seek Yoga mas??"

" ah. until when.he is not a fool. Doctor anyway.he used to also help my treatment.so he should have been able to understand his wife after these two years.."

" but not all doctors can cure the disease themselves mas??

since long ago they also fuss constantly.they married like this only I'm actually surprised.."

Damar smiled at his wife's words.

" You used to like to make a fuss with me too. You even refused me many times, but when I kissed, you wanted to.." Damar looked at his wife.

" What the hell...?!!" kinanti's face flushed,

" i was forced to kiss, right?" he added evasive,

" yes.. the beginning is forced.. but long time want too, try if I do not force..?"

Damar embraces his wife's gauntlet, and,

" fight every day, if the soul mate is not going anywhere.so a fight is not a guarantee of incompatibility..

because quarrels are often used to hide admiration and even liking..

for example, you're not yourself.."

" idihhh..?!"

" m I'm too sick...?!"

" that's not the truth.why do you still want to be evasive, while there's been a Gendhis as proof.." Damar threw a warm smile, then slowly moved Kinanti into his lap.

" Here is it?" asked Damar with eyes that began to fill his desire for his wife, his hands began to touch where.

" No, will gendhis wake up?! it's just tonight..?" Kinanti reflex peeked at her daughter.

" It's raining." whispered Damar as he kissed his wife's shoulder.

Dinda had just come home from the store, it just so happened that today she came home quite late because there was an item that had just come from bandung and she had to check it out for herself.

His face looked tired and a little pale.

" Mama's sick.." Bagas approached his father who was sitting in the living room alone.

" hurt?"

" in the store was a lethargic mama's reward, mama's body was also hot.."

" Where did you know where your mom's body was hot?" Yoga asked his son seriously,

" Bagas tau because mama was holding Bagas when she entered the house earlier..

papa check on mama?" bagas' face looked anxious.

" Pity bagas mama pa..?" take the boy again,

Yoga is, however, nodding,

" don't worry. let papa check mama yes. now Bagas clean himself and immediately go to sleep. tomorrow school.." ,

Bagas nodded and walked away leaving his papa who was still sitting in the living room.

But not waiting for long, Yoga got up, he walked into the room.

He noticed the body of his wife lying half curled up.

Without asking Yoga sat next to Dinda who apparently was asleep.

His face looked different,

on the touch of his wife's forehead, it was quite hot..

so it's true what Bagas said.

" Din... honey..?" call Yoga heart while touching the back of Dinda's right hand.

The woman opened her eyes slowly,

red eyes, pale face.

" What do you feel now?" tanya Yoga is still careful, because she knows..

his wife's feelings have not improved.

" say me what you feel?" tanya Yoga is back.

" My head feels heavy." replied Dinda softly, then closed her eyes again.

Hearing that Yoga immediately got up, he walked towards his study, where medical equipment and medicine were neatly stored.

After feeding his wife a little rice, and giving her medicine, Yoga took eucalyptus oil, and incised her feet with a heart.

Dinda who had been since sleeping again complained quietly and turned her body.

" Go to sleep, you must also be tired from coming home from the clinic, do not have to massage my feet." Dinda's voice was soft.

" That's okay.you must be more tired than me..

go back to sleep." said Yoga, the man looked sad, inexplicably he felt disappointed in himself, Dinda who was rarely sick.

Yoga tau, before the two married Dinda is a woman who is quite independent and rarely complains.

And even now, after he married.he still rarely complained..

sometimes it makes Yoga feel less needed as a husband.

Yoga moved his hand to Dinda's toes, slowly pressing down on the ground.

Sometimes Dinda pulls her legs because of the tickle, but Yoga grabs the legs back and continues the massage.

It was heard that Yoga sighed several times, lying that he did not realize what his wife was worried about..

he knows right.. That Vania always said sweetly and threw a warm glance at him, even in front of Dinda's eyes,

but Yoga can't do much about that, because the biggest reason Vania is Bagas, not her, it's unwise for Yoga to be rude,

Yoga feels.as long as he does not lubricate everything will be fine..

toh Vania is also not a widow, his ex-wife was long married again, even before the age of Bagas a year.

Either Dinda's anger is related to jealousy, or the fear of losing Bagas..

clearly Yoga was aware that there was a turbulent sense of inadmissibility in Dinda's heart.

Yoga again breathed..

his hand stopped, though,

he looked at the pale face that was already deep due to the effect of the medicine.

" How should I explain to you that you and Bagas are everything to me." said Yoga lirih.