Love At the End of Ramadan

Chapter 3. Little Changed

The morning sun showed a face. Its golden rays drizzled on the droppings of spoiled dew on the surface of the foliage, looking beautiful. Rose flower buds are also included. As proof of the affection of the Most Gracious.

Kirana's body was a little stretched when the warmth began to hug her body. The net is slightly pinched when sunlight feels so piercing the cornea. He slid his body and leaned against the headboard of the bed. Occasionally he regradiated the muscles of his body that felt stiff beyond measure.

"Sunday .. Papa has a plan where to go? It's been the third week papa didn't take me and mama refreshing."

Kirana's attention was fixed towards the door knob that moved as if it was opened from the outside. Sure enough, not long after Sumi's head poking. The woman smiled wryly.

"Bibik wants to pick up non Kiran's dirty clothes."

"Just enter Bik. My dirty clothes are in the basket all right."

The middle-aged woman walked to the corner of the room where Kiran's clothes basket was located. Patently, Sumi sorted out the colored and white clothes so as not to mix. While reaching for pockets of clothes or pants that may be tucked in the money sheet there. If that is the case, then he will rush back to Kiran. Although after he returned it will be given by the owner, but Sumi tried to work honestly.

"Sir, papa and mama have they come down?"

While tying his hair, Kiran asked about his parents. Actually he was very surprised because the last few days, the papa often came home late. I don't know what really happened.

"Great master has been going Non since then. About two hours ago."

Kiran's heart was increasingly overwhelmed by question marks. Everyone who usually relaxes on holidays, the father just the opposite. He left home early in the morning.

"Then, Mama?"

"Mrs is in Non's garden. I saw Auntie watering the plants."

Kirana got out of bed. Still wearing blue dongker pajamas he intends to catch up with the mama. He thought it would be fun this morning to spend some time in the park.

"I caught up with my mom first Bik. The curtain forgets I haven't opened yet, please open it all Bik."

"Non Good."

Foot level Kiran, he brought to get out of his private room. He went down the stairs and started down every corner of the room in the house. And when he arrived on the terrace, it appeared that the mother was sitting on a white garden bench with a gaze that was difficult to interpret. The woman seemed silent, fixated, and frozen as if dissolved in her own mind.

"Mama? What's your mom doing?"

Sound waves that spread into the sense of hearing, successfully making Santi's body a little surprised. His consciousness seemed to be pulled back after wandering out of nowhere. Santi dribbled his bead to stare at the existence of the princess who was already standing beside him.

"Ran's? Since when are you here, son?" santi asked with a face frame filled with shock.

"Since Kiran saw Mama daydreaming for herself here," Kiran continued as she landed her butt next to her.

Santi smiled knot. Netra previously adrift on the beautiful face of the princess, now he directed back towards the front where there was a pine tree lined up neatly there. Occasionally a sigh came out of Santi's mouth, as if hinting that there was a heavy burden in the heart.

"Do you feel the same way as you do, my dear?"

As he was unable to stem all the worries in his heart, Santi tried to pour it out on the princess. About the change in attitude of the husband that appears in recent times.

For a moment, Kiran turned towards Santi who was still intensely staring at the line of spruce bonsai that was in front there. The pain of anxiety was really seen framing the face of the mother.

"Mama mean about papa?"

"The Kuran look at the change in papa's habits, Ma. Every weekend, papa who often invites us refreshing with a walk or staycation, but already almost a month he never do again. Other than your changing habits, has anything else changed from you?"

Kiran was still trying to think clearly about Arya. He thinks the habits of the father who changed a little because maybe the work in the office is a lot. So that makes the father a little forget about his family.

Santi nodded slowly. "Mama feels aside from the habit, papa's attitude also changes Ran."

Kirana was slightly stunned. "What Ma? What else has changed from papa?"

Again Santi breathed a little rough when he saw the change in attitude of the husband lately. The man who has been his life companion for twenty-seven years, is now beginning to be busy with his own world. Something seemed covered up.

"Your father has been busy lately with his own phone, Ran. When we were having a conversation, your father's cell phone rang a lot and after that he rushed away from his mother to pick up the phone call."

"Maybe it's from papa's co-worker, Ma. And papa chose to stay away so that Mama would not feel disturbed. Maybe you're facing something very serious at the office and don't want to burden you."

Although Kiran felt that there was a little peculiarity from the attitude of the father, but he still thought well. The father could not have done something that could have destroyed his family. Because the true papa is the best husband and father figure that can be trusted.

Santi smiled faintly at Kirana's words. Indeed, he wants to remain kind to the change in Aryan attitude. But in the inner corner of his heart, those feelings of anxiety and worry remained. She worries that her husband is keeping a big secret that could become a time bomb and explode at any moment.

Santi again linked his two neutrals towards the princess. In this kind of heartbreak, only Kirana can strengthen her heart again. Although it cannot be denied if the bad thoughts are still reigning.

Santi smiled knot. He rubbed Kirana's cheek gently. "If you still believe that this change in your attitude is only temporary, you will also try to always think the same, Ran."

Kirana also put a smile on her lips. Trying to quell all the anxiety felt by the mother. Like someone who has an inner bond, he can really feel that the inner Santi is not okay.

"Kirana believes that papa is a good man, Ma. There's no way you're doing something that's going to disappoint us. For Kiran, papa is the perfect man who can always maintain the integrity of the family."

Santi pulled Kirana's arm. He hugged his daughter tightly and drowned his head on the shoulders of the beloved princess. Unknowingly, the clear crystal from his eye pellet dripped slowly. As a sign if a lump of lifeless meat inside the chest is being hit by worry.

Two different generations of people embraced and strengthened each other. Wipe out all the bad thoughts that still come over. Always believe that the figure of the man who became the leader in the family will never disappoint with the scars left behind.

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