My Love is Wrong

Why hasn't the phone been picked up by Pa?

On the phone with Ara, I told Ara my dream. I don't know why there's such a bad feeling in my heart.

What my dream actually means. Because all this time I never had a dream. The dream did not seem to be friendly with me. I forgot when I last dreamed.

That's the truth, I never dreamed. And only last night did I dream again. It was also a dream to live with Ara as a husband and wife. "What does all this mean.." It occurred to me.

But I take the positivity, maybe I dream because I miss Ara so much.

Ara listened enthusiastically to my dreams. I was happy to see Ara, who was always smiling sweetly at me. Ara never showed a grim or cold face when we video call.

After I told my dream, I looked at the face of the woman who had filled my days for almost a year. So gentle and sincere his eyesight and attention really made me miss him even more.

After I finished telling my dream, there was a feeling I was afraid of losing Ara.

Ara seemed to be able to sense my uneasiness. Ara was trying to cheer me up.

"Pram.., don't think too much about the dream. Consider it a sleeping flower. Yes...I love you..."

I'm glad Ara slalu was being nice to me...

I just looked at Ara's face and smiled.

Smiling with both eyes.

Because I called her a little late in the afternoon, so we called for just a little while. Ara has to go home.

When I finished the call, I sat looking at my laptop. There is still 1 report left that I have not worked on. I want to do it but I'm exhausted.

I finally decided to go home. Because I haven't been with my wife and kids. Last afternoon I just drove Joseph home and straight back to the office.

Arriving home, I was greeted with cold faces from my wife and two daughters. Only Joseph greeted me cheerfully.

"Pa... Cute, Pa? Yusuf made Papa warm tea..." Joseph said, kissing my hand.

"Yes, son..." I said while kissing his head.

"All this is healthy?? "Manyaku.

Rahma nodded.

"Healthy Pa..." Sabila.

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"Mommy how is she? not dizzy, is it Mom?" My toot.

"No Pa.... I went home to straight away rest mom and mom oversleep her wake. I'm just a little tired." My wife said while tidying Joseph's closet.

"Udah now mom just rest, do not need to cook for dinner. Later Papa buyin chicken satay ma lalapan Ayam aja yaa.."

Wife nodded.

Then I went back to the terrace and enjoyed the warm tea that Joseph had made.

Not long after my phone rings. There's an incoming call from a number that's not on my contact list. I was lazy to lift it.

Three times my phone rang but I still did not budge from my seat. My wife and two daughters looked suspiciously at me.

"Why didn't you pick up Pa's phone?" Ask my wife

"Ooh that... The one who called there was no name on Papa's contact list "I said briefly.

"Hmmm ... Then let me raise you." My wife said and picked up my phone on the table.

I just put my shoulder around and let my wife pick up my phone that was ringing.

My wife with a suspicious pitched face received a call on my phone.

I enjoyed my hot tea again.