
Kahfi was engrossed in his thoughts. Until finally he sat his body and undo his intention to rest.
Kahfi grabbed the phone that was in her pants pocket. Sending a short message to Tanto and Brayen to meet him in the room.
Dari and Ulan see Kia coming out of the room with a face that is difficult to understand.
The conversation between Tari and Ulan came to a halt when he saw Kia walking straight towards the kitchen.
Kia headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Bu Aisyah's face appeared from the kitchen and made Kia a little surprised and tried to adjust herself to acting as natural as possible in front of her mother.
"Search for what, honey?" Bu Aisyah clearly saw the remaining tears in Kia's eyes and Kia's face still looked pale.
Kia shook her head not digesting the mother's question. "Why are you again?" Instead of answering, Kia gave a question to her mother.
"The new mom wants to bring you food and Kahfi's boy!" Bu Aisyah put back a tray that already contains lunch that she has prepared and there are several pieces of apples and mangoes and a bowl of chicken soup and rice that has been filled with side dishes.
Kia gulped down a glass of water that she had just taken to the toilet. Without seeing the mother watching herself who was like a person chased after a bad person.
"What's the matter with you, son?" Bu Aisyah's question made Kia almost drop the glass she was about to put on the table.
Kia shakes her head. And look towards Bu Aisyah.
"A mother can't be lied to, son. What are you hiding?" Bu Aisyah's sentence made Kia's heart shocked. It was clear to her that she was terrified and hiding something.
Miss Aisyah hugged Kia from behind. And Kia grabbed both hands of Ms. Aisyah and pressed her cheeks into the warm hands of her mother. Kia couldn't answer her mother's question. Kia could only pull out a clear circle and feel tightness in her chest.
Ms. Aisyah could feel the princess's sadness. "What if you're not ready to tell mom about it. But remember don't torture yourself to keep it to yourself, baby!" Ms. Aisyah kissed the head of Kia who was covered in a toska-colored hijab.
"I'm sorry Kia, Mom" Kia felt the warmth from the embrace of her beloved mother and made her heart a little relieved.
The clock is four o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Hasbi's extended family has returned home.
Likewise, Brayen and Ulan have returned from two in the afternoon. After Brayen and Tanto talk to Kahfi in the room.
Brayen did not tell the Kahfi question that asked the incident during his unconsciousness to his beloved wife.
On the way Brayen and Tanto felt that there was something Kia hid from Kahfi. Until making Kahfi ask such things to himself and also Tanto. Brayen can only feel sorry for the couple because what happened to him a week ago made their relationship a little problematic.
"Who, we look for a rendition near the traditional market. I've bought it as mamah and it tastes good, yang!" The re-sound breaks Brayen's daydream.
"All right, my dear" Brayen answered and turned back to his car
"I'm really happy to see Kia and Kahfi can stay here. So I can play and cook with Kia. Chivalrous Ulan.
While focusing on driving his car Brayen stroked the soft stomach of the wife who had increasingly bulged. "This week don't bother them first!"
"Why did you? Kia could not be comforted by my arrival, which!" While opening a snack of corn-flavored chips Ulan looked at Brayen and after the package was open Ulan put it one by one into his mouth.
Brayen opened his mouth giving code to Ulan. "Mas Kahfi has just returned from the hospital. So it takes a lot of rest!" Brayen just doesn't want his wife to interfere with Kia and Kahfi's currently troubled relationship.
***
In Kia's new home. Kia is preparing a medicine that Kahfi should be taking this afternoon. He was looking for Kahfi's whereabouts. He looked into the room he had entered, but Kahfi was not there. Kia looked for him into the living room, and into the Kahfi's workroom below. But Kahfi has not yet been found. From above Kia looked down and her eyes were fixed on the figure she was looking for sitting near the Fish pond that was near the pool.
Kahfi threw a handful of fish bait on the koi fish that just came two days ago. And the group of fish immediately devoured the small, lightly pale red roundabout into his mouth. Kahfi's smile expands.
Kia stepped up and headed towards the direction where the husband was and was about to bring the medicine that he had placed on the table in the living room and some bananas.
Kahfi was unaware of Kia's presence with a tray containing medicine and a glass of mineral water. Because Kahfi enjoyed the scenery that was before him. Kahfi saw two koi fish chasing after the fish food that he threw little by little.
"Please take the medicine first! Kia placed a tray on the table near Kahfi. Sontak made Kahfi turn to the direction of Kia's existence.
"Just wash your hands!" Kahfi was about to rise from his squat. But the balance of his body again made him want to fall.
Kia swiftly held onto Kahfi's body with all her might. "Slow down, mas! Do not squat too long it will make the mas dizzy when the mas will stand!" Kia lifted Kahfi to his seat. And reached into the pocket of his dress shirt where he had brought a small wet tissue and took it out.
Kia grabbed Kahfi's hand, gently rubbing Kahfi's hand with a wet tissue. Kia placed the tissue she had applied to Kahfi and took the tissue back to clean Kahfi's hand.
Kahfi's left hand pressed down on Kia's hand and raised it towards her face. " dear. Sorry, mas. As long as you're unconscious, the deck will be tormented in that empty house." Kahfi kissed Kia's back, which was still holding a wet tissue, and smelled the scent of the wet tissue.
Kia was speechless unable to say a word. She knew her husband must feel very guilty about what happened to him. Therefore every time he looked at his face, Kahfi must have apologized to him. "Take the medicine first yes, mas!" Kia pulled her hand slowly.
Kahfi fell silent and saw Kia's face that was not as cheerful as usual.
Kia thrust a glass of water and put some medicine into her mouth. Kahfi only looked at Kia's eyes without realizing the medicine had entered her mouth and was pushed straight with a glass of water. Previously, Kahfi usually took the medicine with the help of bananas, because he was not accustomed to taking chemical drugs from doctors. But today Kahfi unconsciously can take medicine without the help of the fruit.
Kia smiled as this was the first time she had seen her husband easily taking the medicine without the help of bananas. "Mas. Can you take your medicine without a banana?"
Kahfi looked at Kia's smiling face. He feels happy. And he was not aware of Kia's words just now because he was still lulled by the smile that he missed from the sweet smile of his wife.
Kia waved her hand. And Kahfi just woke up, kissing Kia's hand warmly. "Thank you, baby!" Kahfi rose from his seat and passed from before Kia.
Kia tailed while carrying a tray that only contained medicines and bananas that he had placed before on the middle room table he just left.
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Evening has arrived. Kahfi and Kia just finished from the Isyanya prayer and ended with a joint tilawah. Kahfi wanted to take Kia to the main room on the top floor. "We sleep in the main room only yes, the deck!" Kahfi folded the sarong he was wearing.
Kia was still busy folding her face and saw that Kahfi had come out of her home mosque. Kia pursued Kahfi and followed Kahfi's steps.
Kahfi slowed down his pace adjusting to Kia. Her plaintiff grabbed Kia's hand and took her to the upper stairs. "Mas are afraid of falling if not helped the same, deck!" Kahfi's reason for Kia not to shy away from him.
Kia moved her head in agreement and helped Kahfi to the upper room.
Kahfi asked Kia to open the door to their room. Slowly Kia opened the door and looked around the room with a light green color that dominated the color of the room.
Kia's surprised face was clearly visible. Her dream room materialized. Light green curtains, photos of the bride and groom are both placed on the bed according to the size of the bed in her bed. Kia looked at every corner of her room. Kia's eyes were fixed on the large cupboard where the dressing room was for her and Kahfi. Clothes lined Muslim clothes where underneath there are shoes and sandals slippers according to Kia's taste. And next to the closet there is a special closet for the hijab and veil instant veil with a variety of colors. Kia's eyes are glassy. Kahfi only smiled to see the crying wife moved.