Husband Crazy. (Sad Hurt)
Chapter 68. Between Laughter and Lara
Sleeping without pads and bolsters is a routine that some days is done by Mario. Thirty more days are birthdays for the wife. At the age of the content that has stepped on eight months makes Rain increasingly difficult to move. It was hard when he wanted to just sleep.
"You're okay, aren't you if I wear all the bolster pillows?" asked Mario who was still stirring milk for his wife.
"No problem, Baby," he said.
"Drink the milk first," he said again.
"Thank you."
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The bright moonlight and the whirling of the wind that became the rhythm of the night. Forcing his brain memory to think if he lost Rain what would happen to him. Arumi's speech a few days ago was still clearly ringing in the memory of his brain.
"You have to decide from now on, Mario. Who are you going to save? If both, it would be impossible without God's intervention."
No tears started to fall. The man who will be a father also slowly began to rise from his sleep. Then he sat down and looked at the beautiful face of the wife who was so shady and soothing.
"Not sleeping?"
"Rain, how are you getting up? Why?"
"Stop crying. Death is in God's hands. All who live will experience what is called death."
"I know everything, Mario. You don't need a dilemma. Release me and save our future son. I'm ready if God calls me to come home at any time" he continued in tears.
"What are you talking about? It can't be like that. You'll be able to heal and we'll both raise our future children." Lirih Mario with both hands that He used to hold the fingers of the wife.
Nature seemed to understand what was going on. Thunder rumbles began to sound, a little unpretentious to each other. Maybe soon the sky will also drop her tears. It was as if not willing if Rain cried himself in the wound.
"Nobody of us knows when we've been killed by the angel of death."
"Say: “Verily the death that you have fled from, and it will meet you, and you will be returned to (God), who knows the unseen and the real, and who knows the truth, then He tells you what you have done.” (QS. Jumu’ah: 8).
"When I don't exist, you have to find a better woman than me. Don't look for the beautiful. Beautiful is a bonus, look for the best madrasah for our future children and good religion."
Mario was furious with Rain's words. He did not know what the wife said just now.
Room lights are not so bright. Intentionally, they always sleep with a dim state. There are many photo frames that line up to decorate the wall of the dorami.
The room that the last few months bore witness to their love. As well as grief, laughter, lara who is every day present in his life. It is true, all of it did not escape His intervention.
"I'll be angry if you talk like this again."
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The aroma of sharp cuisine tries to wake Mario who is asleep. Maybe because he was tired, Mario fell asleep in his study.
At noon ba'da dzuhur, Rain took the time to meet her husband and bring her favorite lunch.
"Pity my husband, yes. Tired as it is."
Rain was approaching Mario was asleep with both hands that he made as a cushion. The woman rubbed Mario's hair and landed a kiss on her husband's forehead.
"Wake up, pray."
Slowly he began to open his eyes as he yawned. Huuaam
"Who are you here with? Why not say?"
"alone. Closed if yawned. Tumana!" the sarcasm.
"Allah loves to sneeze and hates to yawn. Therefore, if he sneezes and praises Allah, it is mandatory for every Muslim who hears him to tasymit (pronounce “yarhamukallah”). While yawning is from the devil, if a person yawns he should hold as much as he can. When the person who yawns to make a sound ‘Huuaam’, the devil laughs at it." (CHR. Bukhari 6223)
"Yes sorry. Yaudah kiss?"
"Oh God! Just ask for a scolded kiss," he lamented.
"You have taken ablution there first. I brought you lunch."
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As planned from the beginning. This afternoon the two were talking to Yordhii and Rara.
Currently they are in one of the restaurants in the Bekasi area.
"Mother, Rara's sister when is the exit?" Ask the little girl who is enjoying her vanilla ice cream.
"In a minute, dear."
Little Rara then handed the ice cream parcel that had not been opened to Rain.
"Rara don't eat a lot of ice cream. Later if sick in angry mommy keny same daddy Restu loh."
On the other hand Mario and Yordhii are discussing the results of Arumi's discovery a few days ago. And Rain was a little surprised when she found out the truth.
So all the bad attitude of Mas Restu at that time was purely due to the influence of the liquid? Oh God, have mercy, Restu. Monologue in the heart.
After spending the rest of the afternoon, they were getting ready to go home. But before returning home, Rara said to Rain.
"Mother?"
"Yes baby?"
"Rara's birthday soon" he told Rain.
"Oh, huh?"
"Yes, Mother. Later Rara can ask for something not the same Mother, Rain?"
The little girl nodded at Rain. Little Rara was staring at Rain so fixedly. Rain felt that something was wrong with the little boy. Then Mario who saw it immediately rubbed Rara's cheek and smiled warmly.
"Rara wants what?" ask Mario.
"Rara wants Mother Rain to be Rara's mother." Obviously, lowering his head.
Maybe those who were there just thought this was a joke. Yet another with Rara, is highlighted from behind her eyes if the little girl really wants the affection of both parents.
"Rara's friends are always dear to her daddy and mommy. Rara wants it like that, Mother. But dady and mommy are evil."
"Of course you can dong, darling. The mother is also Rara's mother."
All who heard the words felt pity. The evening sky was already starting to change color. Dusk seems to be coming soon. They decided to return to their homes.
No problem, baby (No problem, dear )
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Bismilahirahmannirahim apos.
Assalamualaikum says. I update As Twilight so once a week huh. Because there are a few more parts left and this is nearing a climax. Sorry if it's more absurd. Don't forget the vomit.
Revision after completion. So don't expect the writing to be good. It's still really ambiguous 😁
