ENTANGLED MARRY OLD OM

EPS.49

Haris was silent in his ward, quiet like he was the only one standing in this world. So empty was it, the orange tub on the top of the mountain left and came without any sign.

RONA LOVE

And do I

The silent one

Kalbu's hat

Without you

Even just a little smile of yours

Beautiful sculpted gemintang bias tub

A stroke of love

Which is not fixed already

You're my sweet dream

Like a memory of longing

You're the owner of the soul

It looks like lara

I'm writing a line of verse

In every night

Which I put on the baby

May it reach the recesses of your heart

To miss me staying

The melody of love

The orange colored

Picking your ayu in silence

In this twilight

I hope you know

Will miss the hotter

One of Haris rubbed the clear crystal that had just drained his cheeks, warm and wet. Haris smiled wryly, because those tears were so brave that they perched on her cheeks so many times.

"You're brave without my permission to come out"

Monologue Haris alone.

Haris got off the bed towards the balcony barefooted, standing in the afternoon breeze. It has been 3 days since he spoke to his wife on his sister's cell phone.

"Where are you? mas kangen once"

Haris covered her face with both of her big palms, it shouldn't be her crying but right now she is so fragile.

Clamps.

The door of the nursery room opened, Immediately Haris shrunk her tears with the nurse's sleeve that she was wearing at the moment. Haris immediately turned towards his bed back, he had already promised not to despair but would fight. Haris was already sitting on the bed preparing to receive the food from the nurse who came.

Deg............

Haris's eyes were rubbed with the woman's eyes, briefly Haris looked tense but a second later the gaze of his eyes looked down.

"Just put the food in my lap sus, no need to wait"

The nurse was silent.

"Heh funny huh, even the nurse was already imagined my wife's face, really I'm crazy"

After muttering this, Haris looked back at the nurse.

"A long time"

Haris said so because his wife's face was standing right next to her, like a sister rolling on guard to the outpatient room that Haris is currently living in.

"Go away, I'll call you when you're done eating, I won't jump on the balcony, run away from here or throw away my medicine, believe me"

The nurse who resembled Rista's face nodded.

"I'll get well, I'll find my wife, don't worry"

Immediately Haris reached for the dinner plate, devouring it. The nurse immediately rushed over, her shoulders shaking, while her steps slowed down. Haris noticed that, his smell was very fragrant, and the bracelet in his hand swayed.

Deg.......

Haris eyes widened, he immediately rose to throw all the food onto the floor scattered. Haris ran as fast as his energy, his tears melted incoherently.

"No way, there it is, there it is, why so stupid, so stupid"

Haris dyed in the hospital hallway, looking here and there and then stopped when no one found him.

"No! don't leave me"

For a moment Haris was silent, he was sitting limp his eyes looking straight. Unexpectedly from the other hallway, there was an approaching step. Haris looked at the person who came. Haris immediately ran to the man who was none other than the woman he had always missed, his wife Rista.

"I'm pushing you!"

Haris kissed both of Rista's hands, sticking them to her cheeks and smiling, but the man's tears flowed.

"I cape if I have to stand still"

"Don't your body still hurt, mas"

Haris remembers that his wife was pregnant because she found the container of milk. Haris only guided the wife's body to enter the hospital treatment room that he was in for more than 2 weeks.

"Sit down"

As Haris recalled he dropped his food tray, but by now the room was clean. Again the food was still intact in the single sofa of the room. There is also fresh fruit drinks, it seems to have been prepared by someone.

"Come ayy sit down"

put a pillow behind Rista's back.

"I'm healthy!"

"You must always be healthy"

"You guys"

Should nod a smile, his hands stretched out to stroke Rista's slightly protruding belly.

"Mas is so skinny, mas don't take care of yourself mas?"

Lirih Ristas.

"You brought precious gold, dear"

Rista speechless.

"How do you take care of yourself, what should you take care of, who keep going to leave the mas"

Haris clutched his wife's body from the side, his head propped up on his wife's shoulder. Looks wet because tears flow from the eyes of the man owned by Rista.

"Mas is yes"

Rista stroked her husband's head, seeing that his hair was not as neat as it was when he left it in the morning. The man who had always appeared handsome with his bright smile was now crying helplessly. Either happy with Haris' grief or feeling that torturing the man was too much.

Cup.cup.cup.

Haris repeatedly kissed Rista's cheeks that increasingly contained it.

"Ayyy mas kangen"

"Yes"

"Don't stay here again, promise"

Rista was silent, while Haris' little finger hung in front of Rista. Haris looked up, smiling wryly as his wife looked doubtful.

"sorry"

Haris lowered his head and shifted his seat slightly away. Rista turned her head a little, felt awkward then slightly smiled sweetly.

"Mas will try to be the man of your dreams ayy"

"Mas has become Rista's man of dreams"

Haris looked down again, then fell silent again.

"Love me, be honest with me"

Haris looked into the wife's eyes intensely, nodding surely at her beloved woman's request.

"Promise don't leave me anymore"

Rista nodded.

"If that happens, you will die in front of you"

Rista quickly covered the man's mouth with his hand.

"Mas don't say anything, serem ihh"

"Mas would really do it ayy"

"Baby, awww"

"Why baby?"

Rista shook her head while stroking her stomach. Haris smiled as he stroked his wife's stomach.

'You are in mamah loh kiddo, mamah speaks rather loudly just like your papah, you are angry, you papah boy'

Rista Mumbles.

There was a slight movement, Haris felt something strange with his wife's stomach.

"Why?"

"Dear baby's stomach is a little bumpy"

"Not a mas, but the grandpa's moving"

Haris looked at his wife and saw the man in disbelief. Rista nodded to justify his words.

"The happy mas has you guys"

"Thank you"

"Mas who should thank her dear, you already want to go home again hug mas"

"Yes"

They kept telling stories until they forgot the time and went back to sleep together in the same bed after almost 3 weeks apart. Haris must be tormented by being abandoned and Rista must also bear the longing of being away from her beloved man.

SERIATE.