Lightly Longing

What Sacrifice?

The three of us were in the hospital. Kiyai Abdul Samad asked Aisyah for the keys. Maybe he wants to go home and rest. I brought rice for lunch.

If Mr. Arbi gets food from the hospital. So, no need to worry about that.

"Here, Ta," said Mr. Arbi who appeared to be patting the mattress beside him. I glanced at everyone, awkward. If yesterday it was just the two of us, but today it's all gathered here. I shook weakly.

"Ta," said Mr. Arbi who whined. It's a big pussy, I swear! I want to say use the Doraemon door. He didn't think anything, I'm ashamed that there are in-laws here.

"Ta, I'm ready to eat Daddy first, yeah. Pity you're tired of waiting for Arbi until morning."

"Aisha too, brother. Wander around Medan."

I just nodded resignedly, the more unpleasant the feeling if I believed it. I'll take them to the lobby. Then go back to Mr. Arbi's inpatient room after they've actually left.

"Mas, I'm becoming this tengsin myself, because of you."

I've arrived at Mr. Arbi's hospital room. Closing the door that only the two of us were here.

"They're home, Ta?"

"Hem," I answered pulling the corner of the lip. His bucini behavior is severe, I'm so sebel. In fact, he used to wear a very handsome man who sat in this hospital bed.

He stretched out his hand for hugging, I snarled. Mr. Arbi seemed to be fusing his eyebrows.

"No kangen, Ta?"

"No!" reply origin. I stood folding my hands in front of my chest. Mr. Arbi was seen rising up to pull up the blanket.

"Okay, if that's what I miss." Mr. Arbi clutched me tightly. Smell my face until she's satisfied. I laughed with his thin mustache. Up on the lips, it's********** long enough.

"That's a big deal, Mas, anyway" I said in between her kisses.

"Ngh, biarin. If I could, I'd like to see Bijun now," he said again whose fingers had moved mischievously touching the twin chewy objects. I hit his hand.

"Why?"

"Hurry home, shame here for a long time." We ended the hot session of kissing. Fear of unwanted things. Mr. Arbi likes origin and does not see the place if I have already.

***

Mr. Arbi has been allowed to go home, Aisyah is also my in-laws back to their home after good news. Using an online taxi we finally arrived at my house.

I still haven't explained the incident the other day to Mr. Arbi. It is better to keep it first, if Mr. Arbi asks a new question, I answer.

"What do you want to eat?" ask when I get home.

"Not bother, Ta. I don't want you to be tired." I put down the bag containing her clothes from the hospital. I rested Mr. Arbi in the room, then went to sort out his dirty clothes.

"Ta, where are you going?" My steps came to a halt in the doorway, turning briefly towards him.

"You go to the kitchen, Mom."

Mr. Arbi pulled my wrist and managed to take me sitting on his lap. His hands were already on the thighs also tightened the embrace on my waist.

"I miss you, Ta. I want to see the sage."

I let out a rough sigh, indeed if it was about desire, the men would not be able to endure it. Alright, because of the constant whining, I finally resigned.

Start with a warm-up, end with great struggles and struggles. Until the bed that was originally neatly arranged became an uncontrollable mess.

Our breath is already wheezing, inhaling oxygen greedily. We lay down, I put my head on the chest of Mr. Arbi's field. He gently stroked my hair.

"Ta, that sage is okay hit by the terrible shock of the kayak?"

I looked up, watching his face carefully. Why do you think now, it was stirring. I forgot the warning from the doctor.

"God willing, Strong sage. Remember the doctor's message. This, following mere desire," my scolding pinched the soft bread of his tear.

Mr. Arbi just cleared his throat, probably couldn't hold on for too long. Ah, let. We got out of bed and started cleaning ourselves. Relax on the front porch.

Arini looked down from the taxi, she opened her glasses slowly. His appearance was indeed fashionable ever since he moved to this neighborhood. Despite having two children, his body was perfectly preserved. She wears a span skirt made of semi jeans, with the right hemisphere to show half her thighs.

Knee-length boat shoes add a sexy and sweet appearance, her hair she stalls a little wavy. I got up from my seat and opened the fence.

"Bak Arini?" call me who made her look gracefully. We hugged tightly.

"Ananta. I'm sorry, huh?"

"What the hell, Ma'am. Ma'am how are you?"

"As you can see, I'm good enough to get here" she replied, after which we let go of a hug.

"You haven't changed much, Ta."

"Not much has changed, Mother? Tuh," pointed at me by shaking my head towards Mr. Arbi who was now starting to rise from his chair.

"Your husband?"

I sighed softly, then nodded. Mr. Arbi hugged my shoulder, rubbing quietly there.

"Who, Ta?"

"Know, Ms. Arini. Ma'am, this is my husband's Arbi."

The two of them shook hands, Arini I walked in.

"Later on, Ta. I want to see the children first," he refused subtly while looking at the former mansion where he lived first with a soft look.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Ta."

"If there is anything directly call us, Ma'am," said Mr. Arbi who from the look of his face he was quite confused by the figure of Arini.

"Yes, I go in first, yeah."

We also went in opposite directions. Sometimes I look back at his back.

"He's why, Ta?"

"Do you remember the one I heard yesterday?" Mr. Arbi nodded doubtfully, his face still guessing. Then his eyes were round, maybe he remembered.

"She filed for divorce, and until now her husband still does not want to divorce her. In fact, her husband knew that Mbak Arini had an affair. Instead, now they've lived in one house with the same affair."

"Oh, huh?" I nodded in response.

"That's how hard we women are, ma'am. If you say no before the court, then until any time will never come out of the divorce judgment. If Satria hadn't let me go so easily, we might never have married."

"I'll kidnap you, keep getting pregnant."

I chuckled while throwing my face away, I swear I became amused myself with the words and plain attitude of Mr. Arbi.

"You don't have any sacrifices, anyway!" my ridicule was obvious that he did not accept my words just now.

"Who? It's a struggle, baby." Mr. Arbi bit my cheek, I complained about his actions just now.

"What struggle is that?" I said lip-splitting.

"I took the man's wife away, where it was impregnated again. You can be charged with prison! You don't see my sacrifice? Long time, Ta. Almost ten years, Ta. Bayangin, the car loan already got two of them," he said.

"Yes, now you have two. In fact, in two months."

Mr. Arbi stroked my stomach while inviting Bijun to talk. Her laughter made me smile happily.