Damar For Kinanti

homecoming

" Why Yoga and Dinda mas?" ask Kinanti while helping prepare her husband's clothes.

" Ordinary.." Damar replied with a smile, smiling,

the man who was wearing only a towel came to his wife.

" Ordinary how..

the last time Yoga acted unwisely on his wife..

jealousy makes him insane..?!" of course Kinanti defended her best friend.

" It is our duty to mediate, not to judge.." Damar kissed his wife's cheek and took the clothes that his wife had prepared.

" His behavior is similar to what it used to be, before we got married,"

" how am I doing?" Damar stood in front of the glass and started wearing his shirt.

" Aggressive and likes to impose will.."

Damar commented a smile, a little embarrassed to remember his former behavior.

" Isn't that a sign that I really feel something extraordinary in my heart?"

" Where to kiss the child of a person?"

" where the hell how the hell is honey?" Damar turned and looked at his wife,

" if anyone knew that the great Damar was glad to impose his will.."

" hey. hey. hey.." Damar laughed and approached,

" don't be like yes, can I be late to leave for Surabaya.." Damar clenched and kissed Kinan's cheeks several times.

" Oh..?!" kinan complained as Damar's hand quickly crept onto his thigh.

" Yes.. " Kinanti shuffled away, but instead fell on the bed.

Damar smiled broadly at that,

he opened his shirt again with a different look, then slowly approached.

" Here." he said as he threw his shirt beside the bed, his eyes glittering mischievously.

" Has that been waiting for Yusuf outside??!" Kinanti is ready to escape.

" Yusuf must understand the routine of husband and wife every morning." replied Damar slowly and then pulled Kinan's feet that would come down from the bed.

Yoga received a phone call from Winda,

" Your wife let me go home earlier, she said later this afternoon back," said Winda.

Yoga got up from his chair,

" how can you do it?!" the sound of Yoga sounded angry.

" He carried nothing, only the clothes he was wearing and a small sling bag that fit HP and wallet.."

" just where is he not going?!"

Winda was surprised to hear his sister's voice so angry from the phone connection.

" You don't go too far Yog, your wife needs some fresh air too?!

don't treat him like a prisoner?!" Winda raised his voice.

" It's not that I don't want him out of jealousy??!" unequivocal Yoga,

" especially if not for your excessive jealousy?!"

" God.." complained Yoga was upset because Winda was angry.

" My wife is pregnant, she's only one month old?! his body condition is less fit, danger..?!!" clearly Yoga made Winda speechless,

" halloo? he-hello?? mbak Win!!" call Yoga when there is not the slightest sound that he hears.

" Why don't you talk to me? you really really??" the sound of Winda appeared, sounding doubtful.

" Where can I joke about my wife's pregnancy for two years?!

I'm just on guard, I want her to realize her own pregnancy..?!"

" Yes, you know, he took an online taxi fifteen minutes ago" said Winda in a low voice shortly afterwards.

" Oh my mother. mbak. ya wes..!" Yoga turned off her phone connection with an anxiety that could not be covered.

The sky had already started to twilight when Yoga decided to go pick up his wife.

Since getting out of the clinic parking lot, until the area is occupied he drives a little fast and in a hurry.

Moreover, Dinda did not pick up the phone and chat at all.

Arriving at the dam bridge connecting malang and bitter melon arrived just as his HP rang.

" Yeah?" Yoga stopped the car, though,

" i want to stay here last night, tomorrow morning I go home, here is my cousin's 7th monthly event." Dinda's soft but sad voice sounded from behind the phone.

Yoga fell silent, on his back to the chair,

" Why not?" the question is then calm, calm down,

" if I tell you, you won't let me.."

" then why don't you pick up my phone?"

" Hp I'm staying home because of lowbat,"

" where is it now??"

" at home deck parrot.help help.."

" help what??" Yoga is worried,

" just slice an onion and print the cake." replied Dinda slowly.

" Hemm. yes, remember my message?"

" don't lift heavy, don't eat strangely." replied Dinda made her husband who was in the car while lifting the phone from her was smiling with relief.

" Yes, I'm going out first.."

" shopping?"

" yes, take the car with the dhe pack, with the budhe as well..

I miss the crabbok embok in the market.."

" hemm. yawes (yes you have), be careful." replied Yoga then turn off the phone connection.

Yoga smiled for a moment, he was too worried as it seemed..

his wife did not come home angry,

because there is a family event.

Yoga can also read sadness in the voice of Adinda,

he must be feeling miserable because he saw his brother was pregnant, big,

she is not pregnant either.

Yoga looked at the sky that began to be dominated by twilight above the dam.

Birds are marching up there, right,

it seemed like they rushed back home before the sky was completely dark.

Yoga breathes quietly, though,

while still continuing to enjoy the orange curate frame, which is dim reddish, and beautiful with the rest of bluish blue..

" I'm here, there's no way I'm going back..

where there are you. there must be me.." said Yoga slowly, then with a calmer heart in continue the journey.

Over that long bridge, though,

below it is a large river connected to the Karangkates Dam.