Heart Fragment

Andalusia

"He, rehabilitated?" many ensure. Bagas nodded his head. He took a deep breath and exhaled it violently.

"May he be healed" said Bagas.

"Here you are, don't think too much. There are many other girls. Didn't a broken one grow a thousand?" I walked over to Bagas. Clenched his right hand up, giving him some spirit.

He cringed. His gaze looked quite strange.

"Okay, fine! I'm good," he said later.

Ah so glad that it is like this. Maybe it would be better if I find him a candidate.

***

Tired all day work paid off already by returning to rest at home. Glad to see my hero is getting more and more anxious and bulky.

Her cute face always makes me miss. Want to pinch, but not bear. He wanted to bite, but he was his own son. Yes already, the anxiety ran to Mamahnya only. Ehh

"Sir," call me soft. Ah miss it so much.

Nayla turned her head, her shirt folding movement halted as I pinched her gnarled cheek. He was busy tidying Hadziq's clothes in the closet. While my hero was asleep, I wanted to spend some time alone with Nayla.

"Ihh Mas Devan mah!" Swiped it.

"Gemes ihh, more chubhy gini," my god. Nayla pouts. I thought she would blush in embarrassment, but it seemed her expression showed she was being offended.

"Nay fat well," he then patted his own cheek.

"Eh, what?" many confused.

"Mas Devan doesn't like yah? or don't you love Nay anymore?"

I no longer let him talk. He's thinking more and more. Really, every day even every second I miss him even more.

"Mas misses," I whispered gently in his right ear. Nayla nodded. No more waiting for permission from him. I put my wife in a sling. Towards our place of contention, which had been a month more untouched.

My wife is still shy. Maybe because we haven't had this kind of love for a long time, he seems really awkward.

"There's still a lot of yah" he whispered. His voice tempted me even more. The more you don't want to take it off. I want to enjoy this night alone with him.

"I love you, baby."

***

I saw two tickets which Bagas gave me the day. It should be hers, a plane ticket for Eryn's holiday abroad. But, he can't. Because of broken relationships. It makes him no longer want to fix it.

But these tickets are just the two of us. Of course it's impossible if I just take Nayla. There must be Mamah also Hadziq, my little hero. Looks like I'll book another plane ticket for them. Yea! Holiday arrived! I can't wait to feel it.

"Why smile yourself." Nayla pinched my hand gently. He was not aware that this was a plane ticket. Though I have been with me before, to Balikpapan, to pursue a sincere intention to join together.

"We're going on vacation, honey," I said, stroking his head gently. Nayla smiled, she responded well to what I said. Maybe he needs a vacation too.

"But where is Mas?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"Andalusia."

"Andalusia? that's where? in what city?" ask without pause.

Holy hooch! This wife of mine, since becoming a mother is more chatty. But, I really like it. He was no longer awkward, no longer afraid to express his wishes. No longer afraid of happiness. Honey, keep it like this. Never consider yourself low. Anywhere, to anyone.

"Mas!" reprove again. Ah, I haven't even explained it yet.

"Later, I explained if I wanted to leave. Think of it as a surprise" I replied, staring fixedly at his eyes. Real pretty.

"Jude, what do you want now?" tanyakanya.

"You enjoy this night together, until the morning comes and the sun greets the dimness ..."

"Eh."