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Rara doesn't know what to answer. Rara is in a difficult position and a dilemma. Her lips want to be honest but her heart refuses because there will be a big sin there, as long as the marriage bond has not been done.


"Why is Mom silent? Mama doesn't want to have a son from Papah?" ask Rafli slowly.


"Not want Pah. But the process must be right first, lest there is something we do that even makes us lulled in a great sin. It is like having no faith or religion. Having intercourse, if there is no official intention also the fall like adultery and that is a big sin, Pah," said Rara Lirih.


Rara's heart is getting messed up. Rafli's increasingly unreasonable request even makes Rara more confused.


Heard the breath being wasted out loud from Rafli's sense of smell on the phone.


"Hey ... Pahs ... You why? Look here at her face" said Rara slowly. A little guilty of refusing. But rejection is for the good.


Rafli pin raised his face.


"Yes Mah. Sorry Papah yes. Papah is selfish, but honestly Papah really wants to be with Mamah," said Rafli with full frenzy.


"Haven't discussed this. We just live first Pah, maybe one day we can get the best answers and solutions to the problems we are facing. Kan Papah who says we have to be patient and fight, the process is long and long, not as easy as with all our dreams," said Rara plean a little make Rafli tennag.


That's a man, if you already feel having because of love and affection, would want a relationship that is more than just a relationship that is built from a comfort alone, just want to be, but a man given lust and desire must then be shown with a more personal relationship that is awakened from an emotional and inner relationship into one.


"Yes Mah. Papah wants to go home. Mother has sent a message several times to go home and bring medicine. Mother is sick again," said Rafli honestly.


"Yes Pah. Go home. Be careful on the road when carrying a motor vehicle" Rara said.


"Yes Mah. Take care of your health there, do not forget to rest and do not stay up late," said Rafli advising Rara gently.


"Yes Pah. Mama wants a break. Assalamualikuam," Rara ended her conversation on the phone.


"Waalaikumsalam, love you, Mah" replied Rafli quietly.


Today is the most exciting day for Rafli. Almost a year of his love journey with Rara was relatively smooth. Only ever failed communication because of the selfish race between the two that made Rafli silence Rara for almost a month.


Rafli had done all his work, at twelve o'clock in the night, he walked out of his office and closed and locked the shop where he worked. The journey to the rented house takes about half an hour, because the streets are getting quieter without obstacles and congestion.


Rafli's mind rages on, looking for a good solution for himself and Rara. No hypocrite, as a man, Rara is a potential woman. Rara is a pretty woman at her age who is getting up to forty years old, with a body that is still maintained, smart women and a little classy, understand Rara is not just any woman. Rara is one of the women with the best graduates in the famous university in her city.


Along the way home Rafli so comparing the nature and attitude between Rara with Fatar, his wife. Fatar who since a long time ago, has a hard and rough attitude that does not want to lose. Until now at the age of marriage that has stepped on twelve years, Fatar still can not be good in emotional relationships with the Rafli Family, including to the Father, including the Father, Mother and Sister and Sister Kandung Rafli.


The world is testing Rafli, testing patience, testing faith and testing loyalty. Maybe there are other factors until Rafli insisted on having a mnadiri woman like Rara. To have another woman with her own wife is a natural thing. Rasaya is eager to motivate Fatar, his own wife for the better, rafli's guidance during this time as if useless even harsh words continue to escape the lips of Fatar and even more and more become.


It was half an hour drive and finally arrived at his rented house safely.


Fatarani had been waiting for the arrival of Rafli the Husband, waiting for medicine and some food that was ordered.


"Assalamualaikum, Mommy is not sleeping?" tanya Rafli who was quite shocked to see the fatarani was sitting on the living room sofa.


"Vaalaikmaslaam's chat. Where's medicine?' ask Fatarani with a little bit of tartness and judes.


"Huftt ... The husband goes home, it's a smile, it's a water, it's a kiss. This is even the pesenan asked," said Rafli slowly while offering a package of sweet martabak pesenan Bunda Fatar and a small bag containing asthma medication needed by Fatarani because since the afternoon his chest felt very tight.


Bngkusna black plastic bag was directly in smabar fatarani rough then opened and eaten by himself without offering Rafli, her husband. Rafli could only stare at the wife's behavior which had often fed him up. Simply stroking the chest saw Fatarani who never changed and always just rude.


Fatarani glanced at Rafli, her husband who had been standing in front of her since then and stared at her.


"Why? Not cleaning and then changing clothes. Do not be spoiled, must be served. Mother Lela all day taking care of four children, not to mention Mother's check, it turns out Mother is pregnant again," said fatarani slowly and casually.


Both eyes Rafli erbelalak hear the words of Mother Fatarani, his wife. The age of her youngest child has just stepped eleven months, and now Bund Fatarani has to be pregnant again. His mind was getting worse, mumbling and unable to think clearly. Not knowing how to behave at this time, should sennag hear this news, or should be confused or should be angry.


"Why is Dad like that? It's Dad's son too, don't you care?" ketus Fatarani's.


"How many months has it been? You don't want to go to the midwife for a further check?" ask Rafli softly.


Fatarani shook her head slowly while eating sweet martabak with pleasure.


"Don't know, I think it's been four months more" said Fatarani briefly.


Rafli rubbed his face with both palms roughly. Quite panicked to hear the words of Mother Fatarani, Rafli immediately went inside and put down his briefcase and shower to refresh his body and his head which suddenly became hot.


The age of the womb has been four months is quite long and until now has not been checked to the Midwife. 'May the fetus be fine, ' Rafli watered down in his heart while flushing his head and his whole body with very cold water.