My Husband's Return
Part 52 - Return of My Husband
When he woke up, Salsa had not found Azka in the room or in the other room. The woman snorted as she looked at the flat object on the table.
"Ish, it used to be angry that I forgot to bring him, now it's back" murmured Salsa.
The woman had one child, immediately took an afternoon bath before coming out of the room. He approached Bi siti who was in the kitchen.
"Where's Azka?" ask Salsa.
"No, just a message. He said if you don't wake up, don't forget to eat."
Salsa nodded in understanding, she decided to help bi Siti cook for dinner later. After everything was done, Salsa sat on the front porch to wait for her husband.
Long Salsa sat on the porch of the house, even until the sun began to set, Azka had not yet revealed the trunk of her nose.
Salsa's mind started to fidget, he was most afraid if Azka came home tonight like this, what else to ride a motorcycle without carrying a mobile phone. Just about to move to contact someone, the sound of a large motorbike entering the fence of his house.
Salsa's gloomy face instantly changed with a smile. Ah let's say she's too much, because she worries too much about her husband if she goes out alone, what else at night.
Salsa doesn't care about other people's responses. They never feel the pain of losing someone we love. Welcoming her husband at dawn - a blind body covered in blood, with a pale face also very cold body temperature, when she was pregnant young. No such pain has ever been felt by Salsa.
Even the pain, when Azka sneaked out of the apartment, was not comparable that night.
"Remain out at night, hm?" tanya Azka immediately kissed Salsa's silent forehead peeking at the doorway.
"Wait for you to come home, I'm worried" Salsa replied.
"Ck, I told you, I won't do anything either."
"Worrying about your own husband, no harm," protested Salsa.
"Yes you know, Kara's mom, but you don't have to wait outside. You're in the wind again."
"Where?" ask Salsa.
The woman hugged Azka's arm, walking hand in hand into the house full of memories of both of them.
"Head office" Azka replied.
Salsa took a deep breath. "I don't know what else to say to you."
"By love, no papa, by the way" Azka teased a smile, even though she knew Salsa was in serious fashion.
Azka took Salsa's hand off her arm. "Ready, we're having dinner outside with Kara."
"Seriously?"
"Hm."
***
Just like Azka promised. The man invited his wife and son to dinner together at Angkara's favorite restaurant.
Along the way, the atmosphere of the car is very noisy because of the endless chatter of Angkara. The little boy recounted all his activities with Oma and Opanya with a happy face.
"What else, baby?" salsa asked with a smile.
Azka who was driving, occasionally glanced at her two loved ones.
"Kara, here on my lap with Papa!" said Azka, when he saw Salsa as overwhelmed.
"Don't Pa, let me be the same. Isn't that Kara?"
Angkara. "Yes Papa."
"Mama Papa knows? Opa wants to buy Kara a big plane."
"Huh?" shocked Salsa.
"Papa said just ask for Opa, so Kara asked. Opa said, Kara will be bought in there is a writing of Kara's name."
"Healthy Ma? Later if the plane comes, Mama and Papa can pinjem, but beware ya later broken."
Salsa and Azka laughed, Angkara is very funny when talking like this.
Azka refocused on driving, while Kara continued her story with Salsa. The man squinted his eyes when he saw several motorcycles with a fairly familiar jacket in his eyes.
He immediately picked up his phone on the dashboard of the car, then sent a message to Avegas' big grub
...🐊Couple of Handsome Guys🐊...
^^^On the road ... children wiltar again collected!: Azka^^^^
#&@*: Steady soul
Rayhan: Otw🐾
Nicky: Gasken!!!!
After sending a message, Azka slammed the steering wheel to turn around to Angkara's favorite restaurant across the street.
Very fond of him, he's in a car, or the Wiltar gang will recognize him.
After parking the car safely, Azka opened the door for Salsa as well as her son, walking a few steps into the restaurant with Angkara feeling in the middle.
Before here, Azka had booked a VIP room to enjoy a moment of togetherness with his wife and beloved son.
"Why not outside, Pa?" ask Salsa wonder.
"Let's have more privacy."
Salsa nodded in understanding, taking a look at the menu the waiter had just brought to their table.
"Why would you like some ice cream, would you?" tanya Angkara pointed to a very delicious picture of ice cream on the food menu.
"No!"
"Can."
"Papa, Kara can't ...."
"So long time ago he didn't eat ice cream" Azka cut.
"Who knows, all this time Kara lived with Mami, nothing in takamin," muttered Salsa.
"Oma kayak Mama, can't Kara eat this, so it's bad. Kara is happy if the road is the same Opa, anything must be in buyin," muttered Angkara with lips manyung, because his desire this time will not be granted.
"Select me son, if Mama doesn't want to pay, let me just Papa."
"Yey, eat some ice cream!" angkara Cheers.
Salsa just shakes her head, not Dad not son, equally stubborn. The rules are not followed, they are broken.
After a long wait, finally the food they ordered came. All three ate solemnly, until some of the visitors came carrying a bouquet of very beautiful flowers.
The waiter gave a bouquet of flowers to Salsa who had just finished eating.
"Miss Happy Anniversary 6th," said the publisher.
Salsa's eyes were round, she glanced at Azka who was mocking a smile.
"You remember Ka? I just forgot that ...." Salsa shut her mouth and held haru, because of many problems, she forgot about their special day.
"No way I forgot all about us Sal" Azka replied. "*Happy Anniversar*y the 6th darling, may our household always be abundant in blessing and happiness, survive until we are old. Separated if death separates," said Azka sincerely.
"Happy Anniversary Dear," muttered Angkara repeating Azka's speech while paying attention to the writing on the cake is quite large. The little boy's eyes sparkled happily.
"Hua, the cake is so big, Kara doesn't want to eat this." Angkara pushed the plate filled with food in front of him, still staring at the beautiful cake on the trolley.
Angkara glanced at his Papa. "Papa, what's Anniversary? Why does Kara have a birthday, Happy birthday?"
Salsa laughed at her son's question, she stroked Angkara's hair. "If Happy Birthday is a birthday, but if it's Happy Anniversary, it's a greeting to celebrate a moment." Salsa replaced Azka replied.
"Moment?" ask Angkara.
"Ck, pebble kepo, here's the same Papa! We blow out the candles together."
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