Damar For Kinanti

my heart is not that strong..

" It's better to rest. don't drink coffee first, stomach acid mas rose.." said Yoga to Damar who was lying helpless.

" Don't be forced by the power of the mas.if you can tell your men to tell them,

not everyone who intervenes, though,

it is also good to be a grounded boss..

but there are times when you have to know, a leader, a leader with a seat can move everything.."

yoga Advice.

" I know that, but I don't have to behave like that to the laborers, they work day and night for me, leaving my wife's children at home, and I often force them overtime.."

" But mas give a decent salary for them, so be reasonable, let Umar who regulates production.mas just receive reports from office people during the time of illness,

at least a week of rest..

I don't want to go back to the factory for two days.."

" You think I'm just going to the factory, I also have a dependant on the campus.."

" Well, but teaching doesn't take up too much of your energy, I can still understand that..

but when it comes to the factory, everyone can see..

the energy they put out is too much..

isn't that Kinan's mom..??" Yoga glanced at Kinanti who was standing not far from her husband.

It seems Yoga is intentional,

Kinanti silently did not reply, she threw her gaze in the other direction.

" Do you mind my work pattern, honey?" asked Damar in a soft voice.

" Of course not a mas.." said Kinanti approaching, she touched the hand of her husband.

" But it's good to take a break this week..

I don't like to see mas until it hurts like this." added Kinanti with a face that is really sad.

She did not like to see her husband sick, because every sick man who is usually versatile and alert arrived just like a weak and helpless baby.

" Look, don't make your beautiful wife sad.so take a good rest.I'll prescribe medicine.."

yoga again threw his gaze at Kinanti.

Kinanti bowed, she did not want to see the face of Yoga that deliberately upset her.

" Let Umar go to the pharmacy, then I go back first mas.." pamit Yoga, pamit,

" Thank you Yog." said Damar while closing his eyes, he looked tired.

" Get well soon.I'll be home from the clinic I'll be here again.." Yoga rising.

" I say goodbye first. mbak Kinan.." said Yoga like pressing the phrase mbak on Kinanti, deliberately making Kinanti uncomfortable with the call.

But Kinanti was conscious, and could not protest, because it was supposed to be called Yoga mbak.

" Wes Yog?" ask Winda when Yoga comes out of Damar's room.

" Sampun (it's been ) mbak ee.." replied Yoga,

" Why is he?"

" an soy sauce, a rain. stomach acid also rises, complete.."

" Oh. The child is still in the nasehati,

he said yesterday his car was also stuck in the mud and broke down..?!" Winda nagging.

" Why not say the same to me?"

" i want to say hello to him, he is sick again..?!"

" can't you keep your nagging until he's healed?, and then after he's healed tell him to buy a new car,

he wants a lot of money in the bank..

butute cars continue to be used until it troubles itself.."

" Well.are you nagging me too?"

" Well, at least I can advise him, if I'm not worthy." said Yoga.

" My power is now diminished, and is transferred to Kinanti. so if you want to give input, give it to Kinanti to convey.."

" I see..so it's okay dong if I often chat with mbak Kinan mbak Win?"

" who banned it? just weird.." Said Winda then immediately went into the room to see Damar.

Hearing the words of Winda Yoga reflects a smile.

" It's good that at least I can talk to you freely." muttered Yoga and walked away.

The afternoon was thick, and the sky began to blacken when Yoga stepped into the terrace of Damar's house.

" Have Damar Yog?" asked Kaila's mother arrived out of her house.

" Don't know budhe, this just want to see.. budhe did not see mas Damar?" Yoga stopped his steps.

Yoga could only quietly see that, he then walked back into the house of Damar.

" Don't make a fuss, everyone's sleeping.." The half-whispering voice of Winda surprised Yoga who had just stepped into the living room.

Apparently Winda just came out of Damar's room.

" How about Damar?" tanyakene,

" Had his fever gone down like he was sleeping.."

" wake up, magrib magrib.."

" Kasian.. do not be crowded you know Yog, there is also a Kinanti sleeping..?!" vinda's Perspiration.

" How can magrib magrib sleep? try me.. Did you get omeli?" yoga Protest,

" She fell asleep just now, but I told her to come out to eat, even fell asleep in the chair.."

" is yuk already home?"

" Yes been home since 5 Yog.."

" can he take care of Mas Damar himself? mas Damar if sick is like a child..

hard to eat hard to drink.."

" that's why I've seen her since, but Kinanti forced her to eat her,

I'm gonna go home for a second, take care of Damar before his wife wakes up.."

said Winda,

" When did he wake up?"

" So soon he woke up Yog..?!"

" I mean, wouldn't it be better to let them sleep, not wake up,

I can sleep here tonight.."

Winda fell silent, looking at his sister kindly.

" Well, what wind does it look like, your face is also cheerful again..?" ask Winda a little surprised.

" Ah. bothered, there is a good family in the tumben, there is a sick family but do not wait in say indifferent and do not care about others, no matter what,

I was never right in the eyes of sampean mbak...?"

"It's not so handsome.but your attitude really makes me ask.. whereas yesterday you disappeared like the wind, and now you clingak clinguk every time..?"

" Yet I was busy mbak. and now mas Damar is sick.." reason Yoga.

" Hemm. yowes.wait here first, later when I'm here you go home." said Willa walking away.

Yoga smiled and walked into the room, looking at Damar for a moment, his face was not as pale as before, his sleep looked slumbering.

Yoga then came out of the room,

with a slow step he headed towards the middle room.

Highlight his eyes turned shady finding the figure of a sleeping Kinanti rolled over the long Sofa.

The woman wore a light blue negligee with a white flower motif, making her skin look fresh and clean.

His black hair was extended to his waist.

His face is plain without any makeup so it looks clear lips and chin that became the attraction of the Kinanti.

Eyebrows are not so dense, but the eyelashes are quite long and pliable.

Yoga approached, sitting half crouched in front of Kinanti's face.

His heart rippled with an involuntary swish to see the woman who had felt sweet affection and her lips just lying before him.

" Kinanti.." whispered softly, but there was no movement from Kinanti.

Looking at the Kinanti who did not wake up despite being called,

in her bravery, she,

At her touch strands after strands of unraveling Kinanti hair fell on the woman's shoulder.

" Can we turn back the time..? really. I want to repeat it.." said Yoga lirih,

" do you know..? my heart aches to see you in the arms of another man..

how could I miss you who turned out to be this pearl..

your shine is gentle, yet it always manages to pull my heart." added Yoga,

press his feelings as much as possible,

he still knew manners, even though his heart wanted to pull Kinanti in his arms,

although his lips were powerless to snatch away the tiny lips that the owner was sound asleep on,

He should respect Mas Damar, his inner self, but...

" My heart is not that strong." she lamented, closing her eyes, she was fighting, her common sense and her heart were out of step.