
Aksara stared pushyly at his wife, then fell silent on the balcony. Seeing his wife reply to a message with someone else or rather another man, Aksa sat on the balcony chair clock still shows at 3 am.
Trinngg.
The phone rang again, the wife happily picked up her phone while running towards it. Love stuck her index finger to her own lips, answering gently.
"Yes my brother"
Aksa further sharpens his hearing, across there appears the voice of a woman speaking even with a sad tone.
"Love sister kangen, sorry brother always contact you every night"
Aksa's eyes rounded when the voice of the caller he recognized, Conscious love immediately kissed her husband's lips, cheeks, even hugging him.
'Oh my god, what was I just thinking, I think he received a call from a real guy Rista'
Aksa Mumbles.
"Kok is still here?"
Aksa stuttered from her daydream, she was very clumsy to answer the wife's question.
"It's morning byy!"
"Why indeed?"
"Let's mommy get angry"
"It's my house and it's my mommy too"
Aksa grabbed the body of Love.
"Byy think I'm his neighbor?"
Tanya Love innocently while looking up towards the husband.
"Yes, right?"
"No"
As relaxed as possible Aksa replied, could anger his wife if she had such thoughts and more fatal again will not give her rights later tonight.
"My lady's not ?"
"No"
"Honest or Angry Love"
"Yes"
"It could lie"
"Not meant to go there"
Cup..cup.
Love kisses the husband's neck affectionately, then Aksara holds his wife's body back to the bed.
"As a cost of shut up"
Say Cinta kisses her husband's neck back and it's very Aksara likes from his beautiful wife.
"So, you've dared to negotiate with your husband"
"Isn't a businessman always negotiating?"
"But not with you, baby"
"Gombal"
"And it's just his favorite crush byy"
"Don't tell Mr. Haris that Rista's brother contacted Cinta"
Aksa nodded but down there he continued to move actively, to satisfy their desires both. Not long after they have finished with their hot activities then fall asleep.
They are drunk in love but not for a man who is silent and confined to his own home. His daily life was just sitting at his desk, because thus Rista would look for him.
"Ayy, I'm waiting for you"
Haris opened the diary from his wife and incised his heart there.
IN MEMORY
In my loneliness
Wrapped in longs
A thousand rhythmic narratives
The loneliness in every massage
Lover
Now I have fallen
Will charm your love
I feel like a soulless body
A million starry night
Like you're cropping your smile
My hope wanders in time
My verse is about your presence
I am waiting for love
I'm gonna miss you
Beautifully sculpted your name
After Haris closed the diary, he stayed in the workspace because at that time Rista would enter with a cup of coffee. And do not forget to say a message that reminds him to rest again to maintain his diet.
Haris was silent for a while stroking the table of the usual place where his wife always put coffee.
"Where are you"
Haris slaps her face at work.
"I can't go crazy, I have to find her"
Mumbled Haris himself.
"You know, look now I'm ruined without you"
Haris stroked his wife Poto who was on large display in his study, hugged her, kissed her even as her tears fell. Haris sat on the floor bending his legs, embracing him and drowning his face above his knees while his shoulders trembled.
Every night Haris never fell asleep, even for 3 days he was silent.
Tok.
Mamah Paramitha came to the house of the child because it had been three days even this day the 5th eldest son did not come out of the house.
"Where's the kid?"
Monologue mamah Paramitha.
The house was very dark and felt uninhabited. Mama saw the fluorescent lights from the work room of the child. Immediately stepped open the door, and how surprised the mother saw her son lying on the cold floor.
"Harriiissssssss......"
Mamah Paramitha exclaimed with all his might. Hearing the screams of the wife, Alan Dimitri ran into the door of the house of the child followed by Ditya Alkatiri also Aksara behind him.
"What is this mah?"
"Please Haris pah, please....."
The papah was so keen to see the son so bad, papah Alan only thought if the son was fine then only worked from home so as not to disturb others in the office.
Papah Ditya immediately called the driver to get ready for the hospital, the three of them took Haris to the hospital. And finally Haris was rushed to the hospital on the 5th day.
"Don't daydream, pick him up first"
The car immediately sped up, the three gallant men who rode it. While Mamah Paramitha only cried bitterly, as if he had no power just to see his child.
"Don't cry mah"
Mamah Paramitha shook her head quickly but her tears increasingly flooded her cheeks.
"We must be strong"
"Mama couldn't get the reward if she had to see Haris rehabilitated again"
"This time it won't, believe it"
Mamah Paramitha only nodded weakly.
The car arrives at the city's largest hospital, Haris' body is immediately laid to rest in a gurney. A thin body is not taken care of even just like a corpse without a soul. Aksara was very hit again and again Haris experienced a dramatic romance tragedy he once thought.
Drrt.
"Hey, my dear?"
"How's Haris, byy?"
"Don't know, baby, Byy doesn't know how it's supposed to be right now"
"Is it bad"
"Honey basically the pain that comes from the soul there is no cure at all only the person himself and his cause can make medicine"
Say Aksara, Love is silent digesting all the words of her husband.
"Do you need help from love?"
Saying Love is doubtful.
"If you want to, help as much as you can"
"But Cinta kesel sama kak Haris"
Lirih Love.
"And we don't know their domestic affairs, don't interfere but we must help"
"Yes byy"
"No, there's this"
"Yes what dong"
"The more gemesh byy is with you dear"
"It's full semalem"
"He.ha.ha"
Aksa smiled amusedly, fortunately he picked up his wife's phone on the balcony which was quite far from Haris's nursery.
"Love hang up the phone first ya byy"
"Hey, be careful at home"
"Yes"
Aksa terminated her cell phone connection, rushing back to Haris's ward to see her cousin's sister's condition.
SERIATE.