
Exactly at 04:30 Wib. Rival awoke from his deep sleep. He stayed up almost a week. Starting from the process of giving birth to Mely until the death of her adoptive mother Durjanna.
Rival felt his body was too heavy to get up. He's still feeling sleepy. Still in a lying position, He moved his body to the right and to the left, stretching his muscles that felt stiff and tense, causing cracking sounds.
His attention now turned to his cell phone ringing on the table near his bed. He shuffled, grabbing his phone. Staring at the phone screen, rubbing both eyes. Clarifying eyesight. Mama Maryam called.
"Ma Assalamualaikum." He said while yawning, now his position is in a state of sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Walaikumsalam, how are you Rival? you're healthy, right?" mama asked Maryam by trying to stop the movement of Mely who wanted to take the phone from her hand. Mely was upset with her husband. From last night on the phone. But, never lifted it. Why when her mom called. Did her husband lift her up?
"Healthy Ma." Answer potluck.
"Oohh...!" Mama Maryam, was thinking of the right words to say, so that Rival would not be offended. Because Mely complained, if from last night Rival did not pick up the phone. He concluded that his son-in-law did not want to be disturbed.
"How are the Ma twins?" rival asked with a sad feeling. He had just been left one day and missed his son so much.
"They're both kind and healthy." Mama Maryam replied, turning to MeLy who had asked for a chance to talk to Rival.
"Oohh Thank goodness. Ma, we'll call again. Rival wants to pray first. Ezra...!" he said, after Mama Maryam answered his greetings Rival immediately turned off his phone. So that Mely did not communicate with her husband.
Rival let out a rough sigh, He deliberately did not ask his wife for news. Right now, he really wanted them to introspect themselves. Think carefully about the continuation of their relationship. Rival will no longer want after the better. Mely brought back her past. When emotional stability is shaken, the mind needs to rest and pause for a moment.
Rival sighed again, walking lazily towards the bathroom. Clean himself up and get ready to perform the prayers.
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In a spacious room, a woman was seen banging a pillow on her lap. It was Mely. Mely was upset, regrettably. He hated Rival for not returning messages and picking up his phone. She misses her husband very much.
Mama Maryam who was helping Febri change Raina's diaper, glanced sadly at her unruly daughter. He approached Mely, sitting on the side of the bed. Grabbing Mely's phone on the table. He read a message that Mely sent to Rival.
"Why can't you say. Rival told you before He left, that you could introspect yourself, but look at this behavior of yours. You terrorized him with hundreds of messages from last night. Are your hands not tired of typing this?" Mama Maryam read all the messages that Mely had sent to Rival from yesterday.
Fill out the first message, still good to read. Asking Rival. So does the content of the second to third message. But, the next message already contains threats and swearing.
"What you wrote is Mely. Why are you so angry at Rival, just because He didn't pick up your phone?" mama Maryam asked with a head-scarf, regretting her daughter's actions, who could not be patient and calm. Always show attitude, for what he feels.
neither did my message. Especially to call back." Mely said tearfully holding both hands of her Mother who was now sitting next to her on the same bed.
"At this far away. Communication should be good. It just disappeared without news." Still looking at Mama Maryam who was upset with her daughter.
"Rival has given you three days of thinking. You have to wait for that time to come. You just started communicating with him. Don't show yourself so much love him. He could stay away.
"Love is like a butterfly. The more chased, the more run. But if it is allowed to fly, it will come when we least expect it." Mama Maryam said understanding to Mely, to be more patient and calm. Its pushy nature will make Rival further away.
"I'm afraid Ma. Rival's gonna leave me. Why can't anyone understand how I feel. Mama knows I just fell in love this time. I'm afraid I'm losing Ma." Mely hugged her Mama, shedding the sadness she felt. He felt that Rival and his Mama did not understand His will.
"You're afraid of losing it too much, son. That feeling arises because you now feel worthless. Thinking like that will bring you down. Don't mind too much, which makes you tired yourself. Remember you are already a mother. Even if Rival really leaves you. You have to take good value. Then your soul mate gets there. Do not force the will, it must be according to our will.
"Patience, restraint. Don't send a message to Rival. Try to re-read the message you sent. Those words are heartache. You also threatened her to leave her life and bring the children. What kind of speech is that? do not threaten Him, carry your children with you. Know you." Mama Maryam unravels Mely's embrace.
"Don't cry anymore, focus on your kids." Mama Maryam said with a feeling of sadness and annoyance. He was very upset with Mely's unchangeable attitude.
Mama Maryam was very worried about the survival of her daughter's household. He admitted that his daughter was stubborn and always did what he thought.
Mama Maryam is very happy, Rival wants to marry his wild daughter. Because He was sure Rival could patiently guide him. Rival was patient at first. But, with so many problems that come plus the problems it causes Mely, make him give up and get bored with the problem - that's all. Jealousy and unbelief.
"Ma, I don't want Mas Rival to leave me." Mely was still sobbing in her Mom's arms.
Mama Maryam stroked her daughter's arm. "Yes dear. My mom won't let that happen either. You are patient, you pray a lot. May Rival remain Istiqomah with your marriage." Mama Maryam cheered her sad and desperate daughter. He was very afraid of losing Rival.
"Non Mely, it's time for Raynan to be breastfed." Febri who also heard the talk of her employer. He could only be silent, as if he had heard nothing. He handed Raynan over to Mely.
Mely grabbed her son. She stared fixedly at Raynan's face which she said was more similar to her than to her husband's Rival.
"Abang Raynan kangen Daddy huh?" Mely invited her son to speak, stroking her smooth and smooth cheeks. He looked at his son with a loving and affectionate look. His son was so passionate when breastfeeding. He seems very thirsty.
"It seems that his father was not Raynan dech. But, Raynan's mom." Mama Maryam said, gently stroking her grandson's head. Mely just blushed her lips. He was upset at being teased by his mother.
TBC.
On this beautiful Eid day, I would like to congratulate you on celebrating Eid. Sorry to be born and to.