MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Broken Shadow

Our arrival at the Orphanage was greeted with warm hugs by Mother and several other caregivers. Not long after the children of the Panti arrived. Some just go home from school, play, complete homework and others. Some who already know my husband, the little sisters who are now getting bigger are directly pouring into my brother's arms. Kangen said. There are also those who sulk because they feel they have been forgotten and numbered duakan.

"Now Bang Dafa is no longer fun since marriage. I rarely play here. Busy by yourself." So protested one of the boys who were thick. My husband chuckled, apologized, then scrambled the boy's hair. Then, my husband made a promise, while here, he would spend a lot of time together. The boy cheered happily too. I was smiling, Mom, she was shaking.

"If so, while here, Bang Dafa sleeps the same as me" the boy who had the name Alvin asked. His fat hand tightly grasped my man's arm. My husband stammered, then turned his head towards me, his gaze expectantly asking for my help to give understanding to Alvin. I know, I mean, but this is my chance to work on it. So, how could I just waste it.

"Eh, Alvin. If you want to sleep with Brother, you must first have permission with his wife," said Mother.

"Oh, take it easy, Vin. Anyway while here, Bang Dafa is all yours," I said excitedly. My husband seems very objected. I know, he's starting to stay away from me for a second.

"So, does that mean Alvin can sleep with you?" ask the boy again.

I nodded in spirit. The boy cheered and pranced. My husband put on a lethargic face. I put my lips together to hold my laughter. Even with Mom.

"Later tonight, Alvin can sleep with Brother. Now, let Bang Dafa put his wife's stuff in the room, yeah." Alvin nodded at Mom's words. Then let me and my man into the room first to put a change of clothes and tidy it up if necessary.

Alvin told all his friends that tonight he would sleep with Bang Jago. That was their call to my husband. Of course it makes this forehead frown.

"Why do they call you 'Bang Jago' so?" I wondered when we got to the room.

"Ah, just name the kids. Sometimes it is. I love calling people."

I know there must be a reason, but he doesn't want a story. Okay, I'll find out for myself later.

"Later in the night, right, I have to make a promise to sleep with Alvin" he said in a lazy tone.

"Yes. Continues to?"

"So, this afternoon .. I want to ask .. ration ...."

"But! Bang Dafa!" It was the sound of children shouting in front of the room door while knocking. My husband ruffled his hair in frustration. I laughed, but I got stuck.

"Aragh!" My man walked towards the door as the children kept calling while banging on the door.

"What's up, sik?" my man's reply was sniffed after the door opened. I walked up to them, then leaned on the door frame.

"We play kite, yuk! In the back field," invited one of the flat-bodied boys.

"Heh, your body is gini kerempeng want to play kites that big. Ntar you got flying, Ipul!" chirps my. I chuckle.

"Eat him cementin, let him not to fly," he asked, then grinned to show off a row of irregular teeth.

"Well, really, Yang. Temenin, whoa! Must be a kite. The wind is so good." I pushed her side of the shoulder. He clucked in annoyance, but eventually nodded in agreement as well. The kids were also cheering.

"Yodah, I asked the kids to play kites. Don't miss, yeah," he whispered before it passed. I can only shake my head.

***

While my husband accompanied the boys to kite in the back yard of this home. I helped Mom prepare the menu for our lunch later. Amidst the busy cutting vegetables, there was a commotion in the living room. Not long after one of the girls ran into the kitchen, to where we were. The little girl named Naura complained that Karin and Amel were fighting in the middle room, fighting over toys. Of course, we left a moment of busyness in the kitchen, went to the living room, separated and reconciled the two warring children first.

"Okay, okay, yeah! Promise not to fight again. Play together." I crouched down in the middle of the two boys, "Promise little first, dong." Karin and Amel link their pinkies and apologize and forgive each other. They were peaceful, playing together again. Mom and I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking. Some kids are already teenage girls helping out in the kitchen.

"Are you pregnant?" Suddenly a cute girl named Lisa fell asleep. I was silent for a moment, then shook my head weakly.

"Patience, yes," said Mother while rubbing this shoulder gently. Maybe he noticed my suddenly moody facial expression change. I forced these lips to smile, although the original was reluctant. I don't know, lately I've become very sensitive when it comes to children. I was afraid I could not have children, and I was afraid of having children. The point is still a dilemma. If you don't have children, you're afraid, but you're also afraid that you'll soon have children and I can't be a good parent. I don't know. That's as complicated as my mind.

*****

Here, there is hardly any time for dumbass. Finish cooking, coordinating the kids for lunch. After that help clean up, then shortly return to the kitchen to prepare the dinner menu. After dinner, help monitor the children studying until preparing their beds. Very busy, exciting and I have started to forget the fear that has been haunting me all this time.

"The kids are asleep. Now, it's our turn to sleep, too" said Mother. I nodded in agreement. After saying 'good night' we headed to each other's rooms. Tired of this need to fall.

Just now these eyes want to brim. I was shocked by the creaking of the door that was opened by someone from outside. I was shocked to mix in panic directly in a sitting position leaning on the head of the bed. It turned out that my trauma had not completely disappeared. Still recurrent.

"Sorry, Honey. You're shocked, yeah." My husband's face showed regret. I'm silent stabilizing the pounding heart. He came closer and immediately drowned this head in his arms. The word 'sorry' kept coming out. I felt a kiss on the top of this head.

"Why did you come here?" I asked while releasing myself from his arms after this heart stabilized.

"I miss you, same as you. All day long, we are rarely together. Always busy by yourself," he whined.

"You promised to sleep with Alvin."

"What's heavy?" This forehead is cringing it made.

"My lady. I can't take it alone." He stretched out his arms, I reflexively slammed into his arms.

"But, just hug the same kiss, yeah. Don't ask for more. Very tired of it," I said. He nodded in agreement. After hugging and smelling this cheek, hair and lips, she returned to Alvin's room with a heavy heart.

Just about to lay down, he was nongol again in the gap of the door that was opened a little. I also stopped sleeping.

"What else is it?" my murmur.

"Something's missing" he said seriously.

I'm drowning making sure. "What?" ask me after not finding something left behind.

"Here," he said while forming his finger like a Korean love. Ck!

"Udah, go, there!" expirku. I am no longer able to endure sleepiness.

"No! I won't leave until you reply" he said.

"Now!" my ketus.

"Where's smile?"

"Argh! I'm sleepy!" my nag.

"Smile first!"

"More."

"While his smile is."

I let out a rough sigh, then tried to smile as sweetly as possible. "Udah, go! Or I ...." I lifted the bolster into the air. He gave his thumbs up, then disappeared behind the tightly shut door.

When I closed my eyes, I heard the door open again. I opened my eyes for a moment, and he came again. The cheeks and eyebrows were pecked, and then my blanket and pillow were fixed. Once again the blow of this head, I can no longer open my eyes. The sleepiness is so great. I can still feel the warm treatment, but I can't open my eyes.

****

Every afternoon, like Asar, boys play ball and kite in the back court. As usual, my husband was in control of the children. As for me, this afternoon was assigned to accompany the girls who were teenagers to make handicraft assignments from their school. Making wall hangings with straws is an option. We saw the tutorial on the internet. We laughed when someone made a mistake, then cheered happily when the job was done and the result was good.

"Thank you, yes, Brother, you have been helped" said Sindi.

"Either. That's the rest, yeah. After that shower. It's late." It's late afternoon."

"Ready, Brother." They compactly answer.

Before long, my husband and the children who were playing kites came home with lethargic faces.

"Why? How, lemes is that, Besti?" my many.

The children immediately sat on foot on the floor, sighing violently.

"His shadow on breaking up," explained my man. I'm boh.

"Yes, it's late in the afternoon, too. So, let's take a shower, yeah. Tomorrow make another kite." Some of the boys answered my words with a lethargic murmur. Then move off the floor.

"Darling!" My husband grabbed my arm, so I shut him to the room.

"What?"

He held both of my hands, our gazes met. His facial expression was very serious. "The sky may break, the fire may go out, the rain may subside, the sea may recede, but know that my love and love for you will never break, extinguish, and give up, pauses or recedes as long as life is still trapped in this body."

Gubraaac!

**Announcement: Official to this chapter only, yes, here. The next one is in the app. A little leak, in the next application is up to chapter 92. 8 more chapters are finished. Dafa and Safa are already in the phase of wanting to be father and mother, you know.😁😁

Thank you, for the readers who still faithfully guard Dafa and Safa until this chapter. Without you, this story is nothing. You guys are so amazing.

After this, maybe I will post a new story that I will post only here until the end here. And hopefully more exciting than the story of Dafa and Safa. Wait for me to come back, yeah. Again, thank you very much.🙏**