Destiny Love Moon

Destiny Love Moon
Cuckoo.



Keke went into the room, took a picture frame that he put on a small table. The photo is still wearing white gray clothes, when the two were with Tara he always took her everywhere.


All this time Tara always paid attention to herself, where there was Keke there Tara. Then what does all this mean? that's Keke's question.


Keke has always meant that Bumantara loves him, but in fact Tara justeru married another woman.


Sad, disappointed, that's what Keke feels right now. He put the frame back then walked to the bed face down on the bed. He cried on the pillow flashback good times with Tara, but now all remains a dream.


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"I'm sorry Bang, your body to this soy sauce," said Moon kneeling slowly Tara's legs, pity to see her husband who looked tired leaning against the wall when it was early morning.


"It's okay, it's me who's sorry, because of me, your bed has collapsed" replied Tara. "Now just sleep, yuk,"


"Yes Bang,"


The tragedy of the collapse of the bed makes the two work together to clean the wood to bring it outside the room. Not to mention sweeping, mopping, leaving the two of them exhausted.


He was forced to sleep on the floor holding a limp mattress, their first night was a complete failure.


The next day was still in the dark, the Moon was up first, drawing water to fill three buckets to the full and then take a bath.


After getting dressed, he returned to his room for the morning prayer. The moon intended to wake her husband to pray together, but Tara still curled up covered her body with a blanket up to her head. The moon does not have the heart, it is better to pray alone.


"Cold.." Tara's groan seemed to tremble with shiver.


"Why Bang," The Moon as she folded her face to see that Tara was not well, she quickly approached and opened the blanket.


"My head is dizzy, Lan," he said softly.


The moon puts the back of the hand against the forehead. "Yes Allah... You're so hot, this must be because you slept on the floor."


"Before Bang," the Moon ran into the kitchen.


"Why Moon? how did you run?" ask Fatimah as they pass by.


"Bang Tara has a fever Ma'am," replied Moon and then took the hanging lanterns cooking water.


"Oh my God, yesterday was okay. What because we eat our cooking, continue to not fit yes Bul," Fatimah was worried.


"I don't think that's the case Mom, last night we slept on the floor, maybe you catch a cold,"


The moon poured warm water into the basin.


"Sleeping on the floor? Indeed why?" tanya Fatimah looked at the Moon with her forehead folded.


"My bed collapsed, ma'am, it's the wood, we stacked it up," the Moon pointed to the pile of wood.


"Astagfirlullah..What was the sound of last night's Bul?"


The moon nodded then brought a basin and handkerchief to the room.


"Bang" said Moon then opened the blanket of Tara's head covering and then put a handkerchief on her forehead repeatedly, until the heat dropped.


The moon returned to the kitchen to lift the hot water that he had washed earlier for Tara's bath, then he took it to the well to pour it into the bucket. Like there is no fatigue, the Moon pacing back and forth.


"Bang Bang, Abang bathe first, continue to pray dawn," the decree of the Moon.


"Cold Lan," said Tara.


"Wear the warm water Bang, I've prepared, take a shower first and I want to register to the health center,"


"No need to take a shower" whined Tara like a little boy.


"iihi... Brother.. Must take a mandatory bath," Moon shy.


"And last night did not become Lan" replied Tara.


"Don't ask too many questions, now I'm helping you back," Moon closed the conversation and then took her husband to the bathroom.


At the back it was still dark because it was only five o'clock, there was no glower other than a 5 watt lamp to illuminate the bathroom. Actually can not be called a bathroom, just a contact surrounded by wood without a roof, if the rainy season certainly must wear an umbrella.


In the bathroom there is already a sitting device chair that is prepared Moon worried that her husband is not strong crouching.


"Sit here, this is her warm water," Moon handed her a dipper.


"Lan.. shower'in, I'm not strong." Tara looked at the moon.


"What?!" The moon was shocked. "Ihh! That's right, Bang, I told you to take a shower, anyway!" moon Grousers.


"Geek! brother, it's all right, deh!" The moon must obey.


"Now Abang Wudhu used cold water," Moon helped Tara wudhu in the solid, after opening a small hole for the shower.


Tara then opened the shirt and pants until her body was plain.


The moon closed its eyes.


"Already Lan, open your eyes," Tara draped the clothes on the zinc door.


"That said his hands were not strong, but undressing could be" he protested.


"Lan, take a quick shower'in me, get out of the afternoon, don't ranting, after all we're husband and wife don't have to be ashamed," said Tara.


"Yes" Moon did not say much anymore, then dipped warm water with a dipper, flashing Tara's head.


Moon grab shampoo rubs Tara's head, then switches, to a soaping body. Don't ask, Tara crushes the feeling of dizziness on the head slightly reduced due to the soft touches of the Moon's lentic hand.


Ms. Fatimah, finished praying rushed to the bathroom want to urgently defecate. Without scanning around Fatimah walked quickly.


Greeendeeeng


"Momuu..."


Prefabricated


The moon jumped in shock until the dipper bounced far away.


"I'm sorry... I don't know if there's any of you," Fatimah went back inside the house, took the flashlight for the light and then passed it to time.


While in the bathroom so shy to pergok the mother, Moon her soul wants to cover her head with a bucket.


"Moon..cold..." Tara kept whining. Awakening the Moon's daydream.


"Yes..." Moon grab a towel rubbing Tara's head.


Having a city man's husband turned out this way. Luckily handsome.


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"Now Brother is sleeping again, I make porridge first, Brother," Moon enveloped her husband after Tara finished her morning prayers back to sleep on the floor, but this time under the mattress has been given a tarpaulin pad by the Moon so that the pain Tara does not get worse.


"Moon" Tara held Moon's hand. "Thank you.." he said, and only on the Moon.


The moon immediately to the kitchen washes the rice then makes a porridge with a small fire. When he passed by Fatimah ma'am he dodged immediately behind washing clothes was still embarrassed at the time of the incident.


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"Bang, breakfast first," Moon brought a bowl to the room laying beside Tara.


"Suapin," said spoiled Tara. Make the Moon anxious.


The moon immediately feeds the warm porridge until it runs out. "Bang, I want to sign up for the pack first" Moon's permission while cleaning her husband's mouth.


"Bareng just went," proposed Tara while closed.


"If together like to queue Bang, pity, later you will wait," said the Moon is indeed right.


After being given permission, the farewell month Fatimah the Mother, took a bicycle to the puskesmas.


"Wait!" the woman in white, and with narrow eyes, stopped the Moon's steps.


"What's up, brother?" The moon coming down from the bike nodded politely.


"You right?! Bumantara's wife?!" the woman who was none other than Keke was looking at him disliked.


"Yes, why Sis?" tanya Moon was already able to catch the cynical gaze of the woman in front of him.


"You've got the courage, married to Bumantara, do you know who he is, really?" lick Keke.


"I don't know, but whoever Tara is, he's a good man" Moon replied straightforwardly.


"Hahaha. Just get ready! You will face thousands of problems behind later," Keke smiled obliquely.


"Sorry Brother, if there's no need, I'm sorry," Moon re-routed his bike away from Keke, continuing his journey to the health center.