It's That You? (You're the One I'm waiting for)

It's That You? (You're the One I'm waiting for)
The Part 55



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“Sabar aja Ra, if there is a long one” timpal one of Ara's cousins sitting next to him. “You're not procrastinating, are you?”


“Iya mbak, ndak kok we do not plan to delay”


“Mau nunda how Lis, who there will be an old hunt if nunda again” timpal budhe Ara who had been itching to insinuate Ara and her family.


“ya goods aja budhe” timpal Lisa defended Ara who was holding her head.


“Have checked yet Ra? You're not barren, are you?”


The question that was thrown made everyone stare at the figure of the middle-aged woman who steadfastly asked such a thing,


“Astaghfirullah mbak, mbak do’ Ara mandul?” peekik mama Mira did not accept the question of her cousin's sister.


‘bener-ener yes, really rich talking gitu’


“I don't do’ Mir, just aja” replied mama's cousin Mira casually, without any guilt at all.


While Ara was just a little bit too quiet, her heart that had lately been so sensistive made her eyes teary.


“Do’an Ara aja budhe, hopefully Ara is not barren” said Ara finally after calming her heart, then he invited the mother to say goodbye to go home.


Along the way Mama Mira and Ara just fell silent without inviting the men who were staring at them in wonder.


“You why deck?” asked Hafa who saw his wife looking glum and gazing towards the window.


“Gak papa mas, Ara just tired aja” replied Ara trying as quietly as possible so that the husband does not worry about her.


Until the car driven by Hafa entered the yard, no one spoke to just talk to invite into the house.


“mama why Dek?” ask Papa Ilham who saw mama Mira enter the house with her pouting face.


“Do not know pa, what in the Rosi budhe place there was a bad incident?” farhan answered, pressing his shoulder, not knowing what was going on.


Papa Ilham sighed then followed the wife who had entered the room. While Hafa had already caught up with his wife.


“You why deck?” asked Hafa who found his wife lying on the bed without changing her clothes.


“Ara tired mas” shimmied Ara without staring at the husband.


“OK, if you don't want to tell me yet, shower first, it's you, let's get to”


Not wanting to force his wife, Hafa immediately cleaned himself up to give room to Ara who did not seem to want to be disturbed. He also hopes that after the condition of the wife is much calmer and ready to tell what happened. Hafa believes that the incident that makes Ara look lethargic like this, even earlier he saw the beautiful eyes of the wife look reddened and radiate sadness in the felt.


***


After the congregation of Maghrib worship, Hafa faced the wife who was still sitting with her face. This time he did not go to the mosque and chose to be an imam for his wife at home, which he rarely did if he was at the house of his father-in-law.


“You have a deck problem?” hafa asked softly, making Ara instantly shed her tears.


Ara just lowered her head, not daring to look at the husband who was now holding her tightly.


“hei... why? What's the problem hmmm?”


Ara was increasingly sobbing, while Hafa was still trying to calm his wife, he was clenching his wife tightly and occasionally a light kiss he landed on the top of his head.


“Apologies why Yang?”


“Sorry...”.


After a while of letting the wife calm down, Hafa let go of his embrace, then wiped the tears that soaked his chubby cheeks.


Hafa also smiled, why did he just realize the cheeks of the wife who currently looks flushed look more cubby than before. Now it looks even more adorable.


“Same story mas, what is it exactly? Why do you keep apologizing?” said Hafa with his shady look.


“Sorry because until now Ara has not been pregnant.”.


Hafa smiled and then kissed the wife's forehead for so long, channeling her affection and calmness, so that the wife no longer thinks negatively because she never got pregnant.


“Our wedding is only a few months deck, do not be too heavy in mind, which there will be stress, even, hmmm” continued in a tone so soft that it calmed Ara who was still trying to stop her stuffing.


“What is it that makes you moody from returning to the budhe house earlier?”


Ara nodded, then recounted the incident in her nature, the speech that one of her budhe made for her.


Hafa could only sigh, inexhaustible with the words of his wife's relatives. ‘Not married in satir? Ask when is marriage? Is it a marriage to ask pregnant or not? Even until he asked his wife barren or ndak? Huff'


“Astaghfirullah's
. No need to think about the deck, tomorrow we will check if that is so, so no one thinks that the wife of this mas is barren”


Ara just nodded, back in the arms of the husband, she felt a comfort that she could not express with words.


“Until now you are not pregnant, maybe God considers us not to be parents deck, not yet, or it could be because we are less trying? Maybe you have to be more often” said Hafa with the oddity at the end of his sentence,


“That's what I want mas”ucap Ara to smudge her lips then smile at the will of the husband.


“Loh yes actually dong dear? Looks like we have to do it often. Or want now?” hafa asked with a happy laugh, making Ara gently hit the chest of the field of Hafa which is still holding it.


***


After running his mother isya Hafa also invited his wife and family to dinner outside, because it was earlier Mama Mira did not have time to cook for dinner.


“Mama papa want to eat what?” asked Ara who now looked cheerful after hearing long advice from her husband.


“Adek wants Capcay kak” timpal Farhan who sits behind his sister, he said,


“Kakak not nanya you deck, you anything later enter” chirps Ara makes both parents chuckle.


“Ya endless sister nanyain adek” childish soul Farhan appeared after a long time did not argue with the brother.


“We go to the field aja kak, a lot of culinary on the sidelines right?” timpal papa Ilham mediates his two children.


“Oke,. mas, to the front court only yes, which at that time we bought fried rice it”


“Oke” replied Hafa then drove his car to the culinary center which is not too far from the house of papa Ilham.


“Wih, real rame?” pekik Ara was excited when he saw the hustle and bustle of people passing by there. “There was a night market turned out, why didn't you say the hell deck?


“Lupa kak”


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