LOVE FOR IZZA

Arrival of Arlan

A month passed, Izza from morning feeling unsettled .Reject a peek outside the fence from the window. Of course there was something he was waiting for.

"Sister.. Pinjem Krudung yellow no ga. . ?" Dini appeared from inside the house, frowning in wonder, seeing her brother daydreaming in front of the window. Then he approached.

"Sister..."

The dreamy Izza instantly came to a realization as she felt a touch on her arm .

"In the first place. ngagetin.. "

"Sister why early in the morning nglamun...?"

"No, why the hell are you. disturb aja." Izza grumbled as he walked towards the TV room.

"Hem, crank again. I want to talk to brother. Little screech. Little ketus .. Hopefully later the older brother Arlan aja, kalem, sweet, handsome, loving. "the story without paying attention to the look of Izza's face that has been bent in .

"Keep muji brother's husband. continue.bebel deh.."

"Kan, it's hard brother. .Udah donk, do not sulk. "persuaknya after remembering the purpose.

"I'm gonna pinjem krudung yellow brother.. "

"Take it there in the closet." she replied without looking at her sister .

"Ok, maacih.." the girl ran towards the stairs leaving her brother who just shook his head slowly.

Before long the two twins down were already beautiful and tidy. Signaling they're going out.

"Where are you going..? " ask Izza.

"It's a day off, brother, we want to walk. " replied Dina while tidying up her cradles .

"Yes, there is a new film. "add Dini that looks cute with her style.

"We go, brother, have been waiting for cement-men." said the two then alternated the two salim with Izza.

"Be careful." Izza's message to both.

"OK.... !!" both of them ran to the car, of course, scrambling to be able to sit in the front seat.

Izza was unconscious so he smiled to see his sister's behavior. When he turned around how surprised he was because he saw papa and his mother also looked neat .

"Loh, mom's the same papa. Want to get out too.. ?"

"Yes baby, papa if mama there's an old friend's show.. " Answer Fahat.

"Kak kat yee-elok house. "the message of a graceful Humairah with its black robe.

"Yes ma.. " Izza smiled stiffly . Be okay with leaving family members behind.

But when her mom and dad were out in the car, she suddenly cried.

"Huuu... "

The hormones of pregnant women make it sometimes behave to children. Other people would definitely laugh when they saw Izza crying while eating ice cream.

A few minutes later, Izza who had spent half a large cup of ice cream was startled by the sound of her house bell.

"Who the hell, bother people again just sad.. " In the rubbing of tears that still continue to flow.

Slowly he got up because the bell rang.

"Yes, no patience really so Or ... " His speech stopped when he saw someone behind the door of his house.

For a moment the two just looked at each other.

"Arlan." he said without a voice.

The man smiled but then his smile vanished when he saw those beautiful eyes blushing.

"You're crying.. ? why cry.. ? what's the.. ? " to his feet as he approached his wife.

Without intending to answer her husband's question, Izza immediately rushed to hug Arlan's body tightly. Her tears melted again.

"Hustt.Udah do not cry. "persuade Arlan gently while returning his wife's embrace.

"Huhuhoo...." Izza was even sobbing at the voice of her husband. He could not lie to his heart that so longed for the figure of the man who had made him fall in love secretly. Without admitting it.

Arlan chose to caress the back of his wife, showering a kiss on the head of the woman he so dearly loved. How much he misses that woman.

He was worried that if Izza would not meet him when he met, he thought of ways to persuade his wife. But what happened was just the opposite. The special lady actually cried as if hugging him tightly.

Moments later, Izza chose to untangle her embrace when she realized what she was doing. Embarrassed, he chose to duck covering his nervousness. A few months together, it is only now that Izza feels very nervous just to look at the handsome face that always spreads a warm smile.

Arlan felt a little awkward after Izza took off his embrace, but then he chose to pull back the woman who was still as happy after crying it docked into his body.

A warm kiss he gave on the forehead of the woman who had inhabited his heart. Izza even closed his eyes feeling the warmth of a kiss on his forehead.

"You why..? " ask Arlan still with the frame of his wife's face. A big nose like his father-in-law, even the shape of his lips. Izza's face is a photocopian papa Fahat.

"I'm ashamed..." She slowly came out of her husband's arms.

The conscious Arlan immediately turned his face watching around. Striking his longing for his wife, he did not even realize that the two were in front of the door outside the house.

"Ehh... "

Izza just nodded then opened the door wider, letting her husband in.

"I'll drink first.."

"You need to baby... I'll take it myself..." Arlan chose to go into the kitchen to wash his hands. He realized, the long journey might make him carry germs even though he had used an anti-germ spray before meeting his wife, still his heart was worried. Especially his wife is pregnant.

While Izza stood still feeling warm heart to hear the call of her husband's affection.

"Jeez. Why does it feel so happy.. "

Smiling amused herself Izza chose to bring her husband's bag to her room. The man only carried a small rug, because his clothes in Izza's room were indeed several pieces.

While Arlan who returned from the kitchen brought 1 cup of tea and hot water dizzy because he did not find his wife.

"Honey." call him then while looking up. And it's true his wife appeared peering at the fence upstairs.

"Bandi first gih...!!" yelled Izza from the 2nd floor .

Arlan could not help but smile happily, choosing to walk straight to the top floor.

Blissfully. That's what he felt, because it turns out his beloved wife can accept it.

Arriving in the room, Arlan was surprised to see another look of Izza's room.

The room that used to be blue turned purple. That's not what matters to Arlan, it's Reihan's absence in the room that makes him a little incredulous.

There were no photos of Reihan, his shoes or knickknacks in the room.

He was confused to see the real change he had hoped for.

"Well, I prepared the water, the hunt took a bath.. " Izza's voice coming from behind the bathroom door made Arlan surprised. He immediately put down the tray he was carrying.

"Thank you... " In the rubbing of the head wrapped in the hijab then walked towards the bathroom.

While Izza chose to prepare a change of clothes and go down to prepare food for her husband who must be hungry because it was noon.

Arlan who was ready to shower made a happy smile again when he came out and saw a change of clothes hanging in front of his closet.

"Have you forgiven me, my dear... ? " he said while looking at his wife's clothes.

After combing her hair, Arlan's prankster chooses to return to the dressing room. Doubtful he opened a closet in which there used to be so many clothes of a man named Reihan.

His heart seemed to stop when he knew the contents of the closet that actually changed the place to store blankets, sheets and towels. He immediately opened another closet, which turned out to only contain his clothes and his wife.

"Reihan's stuff doesn't exist... "

Arlan walked towards the sofa, grabbing the tea he had just made while thinking about what happened. Really he was so hoping Izza could accept the departure of Reihan and be able to accept his presence. But that hope was made to disappear after remembering the truth Izza said in the hospital first. At first he felt his wife could accept his presence, but Izza just wanted to make his parents happy and give them grandchildren. Without caring about his feelings.

"Mas... want to eat now..? " Izza closed the room door again and walked timidly towards Arlan .

Arlan developed her smile.attracting the woman to sit next to him.

"How's he doing.. ?" gently rub the stomach that is still flat. New age of 10 weeks.

Izza noticed Arlan's hand rubbing against her stomach, there was a feeling of comfort in itself that she felt .

"Did he trouble you, baby.. ?" added Arlan.

"Alright, Alhamdulilah.." replied Izza who was nervous because she was again looked at by her husband.

"Still nauseous ... ?" this time Arlan's hand turned to hold his wife's hand.

"Still, but early in the morning.. " Happy, at least Izza felt so noticed by Arlan at this time.

"Why don't you ever want to pick up my phone, don't you want pesen bales. hem... ?"

Izza lowered her head, how she would retaliate because what she wanted was actually her husband coming to persuade her.

Arlan raised Izza's chin to look back at her.

"You're still angry.. ? can't you excuse me yet. ?"

Izza shook his head slowly. Which actually makes Arlan so anxious to kiss the face of his wife. But he's aware of the situation.

"So I'm sorry..? " ask Arlan full of twists .