My Beloved Husband's

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“Why not be honest with Jessi if we run out of the obstetrician?” Ask Jordan. He and Salsa are on their way home.

“Involuntarily let later we can give a surprise to them.” Jessi replied, honestly she wanted to keep her pregnancy a secret from the family first. Jordan knows enough. “You don't mind, ‘kan?”

“Not at all. It's up to you baby, the important thing is that you are seneng.” Jordan Say.

Salsa then remembered about Mama Sinta who came to see her today. Should he tell Jordan that? Or later? Salsa kept thinking until suddenly the car had stopped in the basement of the apartment. They did go home to Salsa's apartment today.

“Udah until yes?” Salsa took off her seat belt and got straight out of the car. “You didn't come down?” Ask Jordan who did not open the seat belt.

“I have a business for a moment. You don't papa ‘kan, I stay a while?”

“But, don't go home night-night huh!” He is not papa left alone but somehow it feels like tonight does not want to be far from Jordan.

“Ready, two hours at most.” Said the man and Salsa nodded her head.

Salsa got into her apartment after Jordan's car drove out of the basement.

It's 23:00 WIB Jordan hasn't come home yet. The man had been away for two hours at most. And now it had been two hours and thirty minutes for Jordan to leave, but the man had not yet returned.

“Call no yes?” Salsa said to himself. He was most anti-calling Jordan just to ask when the man was coming home. Because usually Salsa type wife who relaxed and released her husband was going to go home at any time whatever the obvious origin of the goal. However, this time Salsa was a little unsettled. He wanted Jordan to go home and accompany him to bed. He can't sleep alone. “I'll call.” Decided. Picking up his phone on the nightstand and pressing the dial on the contact ‘My husband’.

“Inactive.” Salsa Mumbles.

Clik..

Salsa immediately turned to the direction of the door when she heard the sound of the main door opening. At that time the door of his room was not closed so he could hear outside noises.

Jordan stepped into the room moments later after the door opened.

“You haven't slept yet, baby?” Asked Jordan while putting the suit that had been attached to his arm into a dirty clothes rack in the corner of the room.

“I'm waiting for you.” Salsa without getting out of bed. Because honestly he was lazy to move to sleep and hugged Jordan.

“Sorry, the meeting was delayed so I also delayed his return.” Jordan said as he loosened his tie, took it off and put a dirty basket, rolled up his shirt and walked towards the bathroom. “I shower a minute.” Jordan said to the bathroom. Salsa nodded in response.

It wasn't until 10 minutes, Jordan had already come out of the bathroom and was just wearing a towel wrapped around his plate. The man headed to the clothes room to put on his sleeping pajamas. After that, Jordan went to bed and crawled up onto the bed.

Salsa was still awake waiting for Jordan while reading a book.

“You're not sleepy?” Ask Jordan while sleeping.

“Turkey is so.” Salsa answered closing the book she had read and putting it on the nightstand. Turn off the room lights and replace them with sleeping lights. In fact, he immediately lay down next to Jordan, hiding his face in the chest of Jordan's field. Jordan embraced Salsa happily, letting her sturdy arms cushion her.

Cup cup.. Three times Jordan kissed the top of Salsa's head. Giving her love through her warm kiss.

Jordan lowered. She could see Salsa's face grieving as the woman expressed her longing for Alm. The father.

“Tok us to the tomb, how? Kita nyekar's. We haven't been there in a long time. All of us tell me that you've filled.” Jordan's idea immediately made Salsa nod in agreement.

“Sore aja ya.”

“OK darling. I picked you up early we went straight to the grave.”

Salsa nodded again, “Good night, dear.” A little up his head shortened Jordan's lips.

“Good night too, My queen.” Not to be outdone Jordan did the same thing looking down and peeling short Jordan's lips.

**

During the break, Sinta returned to see Salsa in the hospital. This time Sinta met Salsa in her room. Sinta and Salsa were sitting awkwardly in Salsa's room. Salsa was sitting in her work chair while Sinta was in front of her. That made Tania clumsy, she was looking for a way to get out of the room.

“I'm out, Sa. Want to buy pulses.” Tania said as she grabbed her car keys.

“Do not long-long.” Reply Salsa lazily just the two in the room with Sinta. Tania nodded and passed.

After Tania came out of the room, then Sinta dared to make a sound.

“This mama brought lunch for you, Darling.” Said Sinta while handing over a paperbag containing a lunch box for Salsa.

“I've had lunch, you take it back.” Judes Salsa on Sinta. The sudden presence of Sinta coming back to Salsa's life makes Salsa upset. Why is it that Sinta is only now meeting Salsa? Why not from before?

Sinta looks disappointed at Salsa's rejection but she does not want to give up. “But, Sa. It's your favorite food. Fried catfish.” Sinta. As a child, Salsa loved to eat fried catfish.

“I don't like it anymore.” Salsa Cuek.

“Sa, you are still angry with mama?” Sinta asked softly.

“Mama?” Salsa stared intently at the middle-aged woman before her. There was a hate that was hard for him to express. “Mama who left her son when she was 6 years old, is it still worth your considered mama?” Salsa's speech sounded flat but quite ugly to Sinta.

“Itu—.” Sinta was speechless. He was guilty of leaving Salsa as a child.

“You cannot answer ‘kan?” Sela Salsa, “Do you know what wounds you have inflicted on me?” Salsa's head-scarves are not out of thought. “My childhood should be happy with complete parents like my peers, I never felt it. I didn't have a mother figure in my childhood. And, you shamelessly came this time claiming to be my mama?Ck,ck.” Salsa clucked then chuckled, “Darken!”

Damn, is it so hard for her to persuade him? Inner Sinta.

“Sorry, my mom already regretted what mom did back then, Sa. That's why your mama is now. Mama wants to make up for your mistakes with you. I hope you'll give me a chance, Sa. Mom please.” Sinta said with her face.

“For what? Why did you make amends, you? Salsa does not need.” Reject Salsa firmly. She no longer needs a mother. Because she herself will be a mother. After all, she already had a mother-in-law who loved her very much.