Marriage Ends in Love.

CHAPTER 79 Mas Tama And Masalalu

The hand that closed my eyes now moved to my stomach. That hand was stroking my belly. I who only wear a negligee without a hijab was a little surprised to worry that another man was desperate to get into the back of the house.

I turned my body. I looked at the figure of the man in front of me. The strong man, the man smiled so sweetly at me that he raised both dimples on his cheeks. The dimples I always miss. The dimples I would touch with my index finger when this man smiled.

I touched the man's face. A shady face that I have not been able to touch. There was a fried wound on his chin. I hold that scar. My tears that have not cried for a long time, now the tip of my eye is able to produce warm clear details cheeked.

This guy was wearing a brown shirt and basic pants. A small wooden stick was in his right hand as if supporting his body.

My lips seemed to long for a name, which always spoke the name of this man in every prayer. During the night I hoped for a miracle when all the victims of the ill-fated plane were pronounced dead.

"Mas..... Mas Tama's...."

I hugged the man in front of me. His body feels very thin, the smell of my husband's body feels foreign maybe because long time not together. Until I held my husband's hand. I kissed the back of my husband's hand many times.

His hands felt a little rough. He fought hard to get back.

"Haven't cried anymore Ran, pity her"

Mas Tama stroked my stomach. As soon as the fetus in my womb was feeling happiness and was touched by his father, it moved aggressively in my stomach. I moaned because of the slight pain of my fetal movement.

"He moves Ran, he moves...." Tama sounds happy.

Mas Tama crouched down in front of me. He kissed my stomach long enough.

"How many months has Ran been?"

Mas Tama kissed my stomach again but quickly and repeatedly.

"The final eight. Mas-." I just wanted to ask Tama, but my husband stood up and held both of my shoulders.

"Save all your questions. They won't leave again. Our time is long. Now that we're inside there was someone who wanted to meet you. You must not have expected."

"Calm down, it'll only take a month. You should thank the woman inside. He saved me."

Womens. I asked who the woman that Mas Tama meant. But I still walked beside Mas Tama to the living room.

Arriving in the living room looks a woman hooded quite wide. Wearing a dress that matches her beer headscarf. That woman is no stranger to me. He stood looking at me and Tama.

"Tiara?"

"Cirana"

Tiara half ran towards me and hugged me.

"Subhanallah, are you pregnant now Na?"

Tiara broke her embrace and caressed my stomach. As if Tiara knew I was confused as to how they met then I ended up being held by Tiara towards the sofa.

"The world is so narrow for me Na." Tiara is now sitting next to me and looking at me with her cheerful face.

"Na, the doctor you used to tell me about is Ay, Aisah."

Deg.

Instantly my heart stopped hearing one name from masalalu mas Tama. I saw them alternating. But I don't want to guess because I'm tired of months of waiting for certainty but now my husband is back with the woman who is his ex-girlfriend and this woman I often praise and tell my husband first.

A beautiful woman, smart, patient and kind.

"Aisha's ex-boyfriend?" Ask me slowly but it is quite difficult to say because it holds tightness in the chest.