
In a simple room that looks so neat, a girl who is no longer a virgin. Even just experienced the loss of her baby candidate sitting on the bedside. With her heart still sore, Siska again blamed herself. Why can't He keep His care? Why should he be negligent? Will her husband accept her and not be disappointed in her?
His mind rages on with everything. His brain did not function properly, until his tears returned along with tightness that squeezed his chest cavity. Letting him go he did. But given it, it still takes a lot of time for him to be able to do that.
Five days after the incident, the pain remained the same. He still continues to be overshadowed by his regrets and guilt. Until he did not realize the arrival of the husband from outside his room, carrying a tray of food and water along with medicine on it.
Bang Age who saw the wife was crying in silence, also felt pain. He kept the tray on the nightstand and sat by her side. He pulled the frail body into his arms. Clutch him tightly by stroking his head dear.
"Cry! Spill all your pain! Then smile! Make it the last one!" Bang Age speech.
Siska let out her cry, clutching her priestly body tightly. It's the emotions that control his brain. Shedding all the burdens that had stuck in her chest. Bang Age was no longer able to stem the tears that had been held so that he did not come out. And finally, the two cried shedding what they felt.
"Yeah, don't cry anymore. We have to take it! Maybe this is how God loves us. He is here to be our savior and will wait for us in His heaven." Speak bang Age and answered Siska nod.
Although only limited to blood clots, but still there is life in the world. Siska tries to calm down, thinking positively, that everything has become a destiny that they cannot avoid.
"Now you eat! Brother's bribe." Decide on the Bang Age and answered Siska's nod.
Bang Age took the plate, began to feed the wife painstakingly. Although only a few feeds, but the Bang Age is quite happy. At least someone came in a little. Because from yesterday it was very difficult to persuade his wife to eat.
"Absolute not angry with me, is it?" Siska asked softly, after she finished taking the medicine.
Bang Age stroked her hair and cupped her face directing her to look into her eyes.
"What's mad brother hem for?" Ask. "Dengerin brother, there's nothing wrong here. This is the scenario God has written for us. No reason to be angry with you." His speech.
"But bang. My brother must be disappointed with me. I can't take care of our baby, I can't give birth to him." He said with tears returning. This was the first time he expressed his grief, to feel relieved in his heart.
Bang Age brought him back into the deck. "Don't tell me, don't cry anymore!" He rubbed his head. She began to ease her cries. Until bang Age broke his embrace and wiped the traces of wetness on his cheeks.
"Udah yes! You promise me you'll never write this again, yeah!" He said and answered Siska's nod. Bang Age smiled and rubbed his head.
"You just calm down. We keep trying, we make it again until we're."
"If not?"
"We make again, not yet so, make again. It really does so." Age and success made Siska smile.
"Even if we can do a lot." His words again made Siska laugh a little.
"How much, can you give me food?" Ask Siska who can be brought in joking.
"You're calm, brother is ready to work even harder for our children." Her words made Siska squander to embrace her husband's sturdy body.
"Thank you bang! I love you same brother. Don't stay with me!"
Bang Age smiled. "Will not! We'll stay like this. Together until God separates us because of age." His words made Siska increasingly slap her face on the chest of the husband.
"Bang!"
"Hem."
"I'm sleepy, I want bobo. Temenin yes!" Take her and get her husband.
Bang Age brought Siska down. Siska hugged the body of the husband, starting to close her eyes by sleeping in her arms. Until he fell asleep.
"You are the last. That's my promise." Continue kissing her forehead for long. Until he too fell asleep.
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"Mih! Timom ana?" Ask Ask Mamih Asti.
After getting the news about Siska Mamih and Papih rushed to the village. Due to his iron wedding which will soon be held, the two decided to stay and prepare for the event.
"The timom is still sick, baby! Same with Mimih first!" Said the Mamih gave understanding.
"De au iat timom mih" he said.
"Later, baby. Let the team rest! Shaka's coming soon, we'll wait outside!" Persuade Mamih and finally embraced the handsome toddler.
Mamih invites her grandson who continues to whine wants to see his timom, out of the house. Waiting for one more grandson who is on the way there, along with the iron as well.
The two approached Papih who was chatting with the head of RT there, both of them were discussing the preparation of his besi wedding which will be held in two days.
Actually, I refused to hold a wedding at a close time. Given the unstable state of his daughter, it made him not want to think about it. But Siska insisted not to step down, he was sure that Pak kades was the right person to take care of his mother. Moreover, seeing how much attention he had on himself and his family, made him more sure to allow the mother to immediately release her bachelor.
"Pips!" Shouted a toddler who just got out of the car and ran towards him.
"Ehh.. Flattened grandson, here-here!" Take Papih to his second grandson.
Shaka approached and immediately scattered his flattened lap which was also holding Aska.
"Nda boweh cheek dede!" Aska held back that Shaka would not hug her flat.
"Dede's cheek." Reply Shaka does not want to lose .
"Udah! Already! Kok fight. Not good, you know! Pipih's got you two, got Dede Sensen too. Yep!" He said and answered the nod of the two.
"Dede Sen ana?" Ask Ask Ask.
"Hay Aka?! Nih dede Sen. Want sun gak?" Ask Ayra who came.
"Yes sir. Everything is planned, tomorrow I am here again with the builders!" Felt the discussion was enough, Mr. RT was willing to leave them.
Aska came down from the lap of Pipihnya and approached Ayra who was sitting in the chair, to see the dede gemoy held by her mother who was asleep.
"Hi dede Sen?!" His broomsticks menoel cheeks.
"Ma boweh nium nda?" Ask
"Can!"
Aska smiled and brought her face closer to kissing the old baby Sensen's forehead. "Ayangna!" his great-grandson.
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