Love Vania

Cicit

The atmosphere of the cafe was quite crowded making Vania frown in wonder. Not usually her husband likes the atmosphere of the dinner in a pretty crowded place. Because usually he prefers a place that not so many people pass by.

Some employees who saw the arrival of a couple immediately rushed over and stood up to form a row of rows to welcome their arrival by letting in followed by bowing.

Vania who felt confused about the treatment of employees and cafe employees just frowned in wonder because they felt their treatment was too excessive in welcoming guests. Vania turned her head towards her husband as if asking for an answer to her confusion. However, Devan only nodded slowly followed by her sweet smile. Vania who understood her husband's intention to shut up and accept the treatment of the cafe employees finally complied.

After passing by the servants who welcomed his arrival, Devan and Vania entered into the VIP room. Up there came a tall young man in his thirties.

"Good night, Mr. Devan, is there anything I need to do? Soon the cashier will be presenting a report for the week" the man said.

"No need, Mr. Zian. I just came here to stop by and introduce my wife as the owner of this cafe" Devan said.

"Good, sir. In a moment I will gather some employees in the back garden"

"Please ask the waiter to make the menu as usual, sir" asked Devan to Mr. Zain.

"Good, sir. Excuse me" said Mr. Zain to get out of the room running orders from the tallest man in the VAN Cafe.

Vania gasped at Devan's words. She looked at her husband with a confused look.

"meaning? This cafe's yours?" ask Vania to her husband.

"Your, baby" Devan answered, saying to his wife.

"But____"

"All in your name, baby. Don't argue. Okay!!!" sergeant Devan was firm without any intention of yelling at his wife.

No longer wanting to argue something that could disturb their affection, Vania finally complied and no longer evasive or refute the words of her husband.

After eating and having a brief meeting with the servants, the two of them returned to Oma's house.

*****

The next morning they spent time gathering and mingling with Oma releasing longing.

"You're going home in the morning?" tanya Oma was a little sad as if unwilling to be left behind.

"Yes, Oma. Devan is unlikely to stay in the job for long. We promise that we will come here again to visit Oma" replied Devan pleasing Omanya so as not to grieve.

"Oma will wait for your visit, hopefully later when you come here there are signs of Oma fondling great-grandchildren" said Oma accompanied by a smile. So did Devan. He replied to Oma with a smile and replied, "Aamiin, pray for us Oma".

But a different thing happened with Vania, her face turned gloomy after hearing the conversation of her grandmother and granddaughter. There is a fear of her if she is unable to give offspring to her husband's family.

Devan turned to his wife. He realized Vania's expression was uncomfortable with her chatter just now.

"Oma, then we rest first because tomorrow morning once have to return to Jakarta" said Devan stopped the chat politely.

"Alright, Oma also wants to rest"

The Sejoli returned to the room with Devan's hands embracing Vania's shoulders without letting go. As if giving strength to Vania if he will not force anything on his wife.

Devan and Vania sat on the edge of the bed. Vania still silently lowered her head while playing and golding her fingers.

"Honey" call Devan slowly.

Vania looked up at her husband.

Vania shook her head softly without making a sound.

"Are you angry with Oma's words?"

Vania shook her head again and then lowered her gaze.

Devan touched his wife's chin and moved it to be able to see his wife's sad face with eyes that began to glaze with a very clear view by him.

"Then?" devan asked Vania again.

"I'm just afraid I can't fulfill your family's wishes" she said slowly making her tears slip away just falling on her cheek.

Devan immediately pulled his wife's body into his embrace. He felt unbearable to see his wife sad and depressed like that. His hands moved rubbing the hair of Vania that was freely scattered on his back.

"Never feel that way, dear. Rest assured we can get through this. Even if you want to do it tomorrow morning, we can do the best pregnancy program wherever you want, even abroad"

Vania did not respond to her husband's words. She buried her face in the chest of her husband's field. Her tears were getting broken wet the clothes Devan was wearing.

Devan understands the state of his wife, Vania's chaotic feelings that have always been harbored by herself. Devan doesn't seem to let Vania carry the burden alone anymore.

"Whatever happens, I won't leave you alone. You're my woman. You mine. I won't let myself suffer grief" Devan said. He showered a kiss on the top of Vania's head repeatedly.

Devan kept Vania's body slowly from his embrace. Stare at the face of the plaintive who now continues to subdue the view.

Devan lifted Vania's chin and moved both of her thumbs to wipe away the tears that bathed the beautiful face.

"Now go to sleep, tomorrow morning we will return to Jakarta" he said followed by leaving a few kisses on Vania's face.

Vania nodded and followed her husband. He laid his body beside Devan. Devan pulled the slender body and grabbed it after pulling a blanket to cover their bodies to avoid the cold.

That night there was no hot activity that Devan used to do to his wife. Devan just can not bear to disturb the break of Vania especially when the woman's mood is not good.

*****

The cold morning air of Bandung did not dampen Devan and Vania's intention to return to Jakarta. The work that piled up made Devan rushed to travel home even though his longing for the woman who had given birth to his father was not fully cured.

After two more hours of traveling home, Devan and Vania have now arrived in front of their house.

The housekeeper and housekeeper immediately approached her employer's car to bring down the goods from inside the trunk of the car.

"Mas" call Vania hesitating.

"hmm" Devan answered while busy removing the seatbelt that was still wrapped around his body.

"Your words yesterday weren't serious, were they?" vania's question suddenly made Devan quickly turn to his wife full of question marks.

"Which one?" his tan was gentle while helping to untie his wife's seat belt.

"On pregnancy consultation program"

Devan stopped his activities. Both hands cupped Vania's face. He stared at the two beads of eyes that belonged to Vania who looked sad

"I never forced you, baby. If you feel depressed about all this, I won't do it. Rest assured, I will accept whatever your shortcomings and advantages" Devan replied with his trademark smile.