My husband's an Old Man

Kange papa

Anggi stared at the picture frame that had been arranged on the bedside table. His body slightly raised, his hands began to move the frame. his fingers slightly rubbed the glass in which there is a family photo, a father, mother and daughter when he was 5 years old.

"Papa's kangen." His cries began to break, he still could not believe that papa was leaving him for good.

" Paa, anggi's riding a horse." Whine the little guy in the middle of the night.

"it's been a night baby, the horse is sleeping.just like anggi should sleep yes, tomorrow's school."

Little Anggi was sad and looked disappointed face.

"would you like to ride a horse?"

Anggi started nodding his head with a smile that was fluffing on his cheeks.

Papa Lutfi got down from the chair and squatted down his body.

"Here's riding a horse."

"Where's papa's horse?." Little Anggi was still confused and looking for horses around him.

Papa Lutfi patted his back, so that the anggi climbed on top of him.

"It's riding, baby."

" Yeyy riding a horse."

Anggi laughed and was happy.

"People ride horses?."

"Seneng pa, tomorrow you want to ride a horse again."

Papa kissed her cheek and carried her to the room.

"Yes, but now the horse is bobok first huh. Anggi is also bobbed, so that tomorrow can ride a horse again."

Anggi smiled and nodded happily. papa lutfi stroked his head and hugged him until he fell asleep.

His cries broke and filled the room. His body fell on the floor and still hugged a picture.

Dion faintly heard the screams of the woman, which were initially ignored, but the longer the sound grew louder and the sound felt familiar to Dion.

"Pig!!!."

Dion immediately ran as fast as a horse, he realized that he did not live alone here. He already has a wife, hemm yes although they are still in the beginning and still need time to receive and complete each other.

Dion knocked on the door of the room hard and with mounting worry poked his head.

There were no words, but just as much as someone crying.

His hand immediately turned the door, and saw the figure of the anggi who was slumped on the floor. Dion walked quickly and approached anggi.

"What's going on?... What's wrong, anggi?."

Dion took a frame that was in the arms of anggi. He held his body in his arms.

"Papa's kangen?."

He kept crying with a dress and a veil that he wore every day.

"Have not cried yes, papa must be sad if you know who is sad."

"We pray papa ya so that papa is calm and happy there. Anggi wants papa to be happy, right?."

Anggi remained sobbing and nodded slowly.

"Oh yeah, don't cry anymore so papa isn't sad either."

His hand stroked the head of the drowning anggi in dion's arms.

Anggi feelings have not been intended for Dion, but anggi will try and will learn to love her husband. He was a mature and anggi needed such a figure, who could guide him into a tough and mature person. The person who will always be his back after papa is gone and Although his age is far enough, but it is not a barrier to present a love between anggi and dion. for we must not judge a person by matter, but by faith that will lead him to be close to Him. Man's material will not be able to save in the Hereafter, but his faith in God will be a spear to save him in the hereafter.