Longsuffering

Love Link

I chose your name long ago

since longing no longer recite me

moving on the history of time

but the scratch remains your name

u know?

that theme is you

- Vishnu

Jakarta, Vishnu-Wita

Vishnu Pov

"He still has a father. Although I am not as good as the great fathers of this world, Adhis I will take care of in my own way, with the love I have for him".

I answered loudly the request of the woman in front of me. I wanted to explain it a long time ago. He has no rights over my daughter. It was not that she was my sister-in-law that she could casually ask Adhisku like a kitten that her mother had abandoned.

"Then make me his mother. I can take good care of him with you too. Not only does he need a father, he needs a mother".

Crazy one! what is on his mind right now? I laughed because my stomach suddenly wanted to vomit nausea. His serious tone really gave me goosebumps. Amused at once silenced my mother's taste for him.

"Hahahaha, I'm a difficult person to reach Wulan" I replied the same as seven years ago. When she offered to be a mother to Adhis and a wife to me.

"More today, my soul and my body are firmly locked in one's love". I speak words that can shake his madness. I don't care if he's my brother-in-law anymore, but I can't tolerate it anymore.

"I'll be the key to open it" he replied without giving up. His soft voice trembled with a hopeful trembling tone. My real brother-in-law is Restari's half-sister and then smiled sweetly. I don't know why it feels so bad in my eyes.

"Sorry Wulan", I looked at her face which now seemed to be begging. My slow answer seemed to make his body creep. Fear and fear at the same time.

"The key is in someone else's hands". I leaned my body on the sofa and crossed it. Smile alone while imagining Wita with long hair down and a sweet smile unraveling. What can I do without my wife? My life is too perfect for me to share my story with the world.

Then. the vibration of the mobile phone that makes a firm sound on the table of my office guest makes me want to go home more and more.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." I answered the video call on my phone shortly after speaking to the guest in front of me a sentence 'sorry I received the phone first huh?!, Wulan'.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat.. Are you still busy? Wita chat Mas Vishnu but there is no reply. Continue to go to Andra he said in video call aja mas Wisnunya".

"Yes.sorry baby, there's another guest".

"Owh.. Wita close it first? later connect again. Frightened disturb".

"Do not, not about work, brothers again just come here, kangen Adhis said".

"Waaah.. Bobo mas, how about?"

"It's okay, don't build pity!"

"Owh.. really don't need to be built?"

"Yes, I don't want to!"

"...."

"What time is it coming home? dinner at home? Wita masakin's".

"Now also go home. The work is hard".

"..."

"Well, what do you want Wita masakin?"

"What, I must eat".

"OK. if so be careful on the road".

"Good baby, thanks".

"Assalamu'alaikum"

"Wa'alaikumussalam"

First phone call when I work that I get from a woman who has the status of wife . Makes my heart beat so bad. How else, since marrying Wita never contacted me first. Makes me think that my love is clapping one hand.

"You want to meet Adhis?" I asked Wulan. "The word of his parents just now Adhis again sleep, usually not long sleep". I did not have the heart to spread the distance of affection between this Restari brother and his nephew. My offer just now may be able to slightly treat the 'lamaranannya' rejection to me.

Wulan looked at me sharply, full of anger and hate. It seems that my father-in-law whom he called the papi had not been able to tell me that I had married my first love. But I'm not surprised, I can imagine how the relationship with each other Restari family. Far from being harmonious despite their career success.

"No need!", he replied firmly. "You should be more selective in finding people who can take care of Adhis. You have to be picky before deciding. Can not imagine how Adhis in the hands of a careless person. He's my brother Vishnu's son, I don't want him to be wrong".

I smiled and picked up some thick books on the sofa-side table, right to my right. I'm going to send five pastel-colored books to women who just doubted my wife's quality.

"Include! Dewita Maharani, my wife, mother of my son, my first love!!" I smiled and straightened my body. Looking at Wulan who was a little surprised to see some books written on behalf of Dewita Maharani. A book that tells a lot about children, love and education for them.

"I'm sorry I haven't introduced it to you yet. But I have told my wife, after the reception party I will invite her to meet my father-in-law's family, the Restari family", my answer made a sharp eye that has since judged me bowed and I immediately.

****

I was in front of the steering wheel of my car which was still parked in the basement area of the office. For a moment breathe. Contemplating the journey of my life which is now in a friendly nose with the love. So does my journey of love find the piece of heart it should be? My love for Wita is too deep-rooted, spreading every heart I have.

I went back to my phone. I typed in my phone screen that featured a chat room called 'wife'.

beautiful... again what?

I'll be home soon

yes mas.

again in the room.

yes Wita wait for mas. Be careful*!

I don't want to finish my conversation with him yet. I re-tweeted my message to my wife.

Adhis is awake?

Already mas.

You..why all day?

I'm a school Adhis.

The same acquaintance of the teacher and his friends temen Adhis.

Continue before returning to the streets first with Adhis

Iih..kok not sure me anyway? you cheated ah!

The director is busy..

Hahahaha..Where are the streets?

B**eli koi fish. Adhis wants to take care of the fish he said.

I was anxious to imagine my own woman. Like the first time I felt in love, my chest was beating longing for him. I then touched the video call button to contact him. Because now I can't hold this feeling alone.

"Hello mas? assalamu'alaikum".

"What's wrong?"

I look at Wita who is now sitting on my room makeup chair with a fresh face and hair down. "You... beautiful, where are you going?" I asked raucous and agitated to see how beautiful the woman I was looking at through my phone screen was.

"Not anywhere dong mas, cooked just now. Teruuus.." he paused in doubt.

"Keep what?" my many.

"Keep yes.want to welcome your husband home from work".

Wita Ah! how can I not fall in love? if everything you have is too tempting for my life.

"You know Wita? Never stop loving me! Never again be lost in my life. I. fucked up" I said with a slightly claustrophobic chest as I remembered how messed up my life had lost Wita in the past.

I saw her eyes glazed over, smiling so beautifully that it touched the corner of my heart. "Cepet home!... Wita wants a hug!!"

Aaah Wita, fall in love like this to me. I'll give up all of mine to make you happy.

"Wait for me baby. I'm home!" now.my love has become intimate with her long-stored love for me. I'm happy because of it.