Not a Misconception (R1)

Not a Misconception (R1)
forebodings



'Dad and his son have a strong bond, don't they? Therefore it is appropriate, if he can feel it.'


The cool breeze in the morning, did not make the man who was still trembling in the thick blanket was made.Pening who attacked the head, made him reluctant to move.Pat Three in the morning he had just fallen asleep.


His body and mind are tired at this time.Added a heart that is languishing a few weeks.It has been three weeks since the incident, Vano notya resigned just like that.But there is indeed a part of his heart that came to give up.


Already during that time, Vano tried to busy himself with his various work that began to accumulate.


Early morning home, early morning home.


So next, until the man rolled weak in his apartment now.


His left hand was moved to reach a flat object on the nightstand, checking whether there was an incoming notification.


X Calling📲36


Mom Calling📲15


Erick Calling📲5


Mom Chatt💬55


X Chatt💬30's


Erick voice notes🗣10


Mom Voice note🗣 22


A faint sigh rang out from him, hoping it disappeared instantly.


He thought the woman he loved would really give him the news, stuff asked the news was in fact not.


It's been a long week, and during that time Keevano also did not greet the shari'i hijab woman.


She only met her son a week ago, when she took the time to pick him up before he flew to Qatar for his business trip.


Since watching Kia who was dikhitbah (applied) Bara at that time, why Vano has not been able to meet Kia directly.Some of his heart felt numb, paralyzed helpless.


His religion seems to be partially covered.The logic seems to be too afraid to listen to the fact that the woman he loves has become the property of another man.


Arrgghh


The groaning is small, when it feels like the load on his head is throbbing violently.The throat feels dry, but when he wants to take water on the nightstand, his fingers seem to be squeezing for a moment.


Prunes


The sound of a glass that he did not manage to reach, he fell to hit the marble floor below him.


The handsome man bermanik soot was silent for a moment, glaring about his suffering now.


Alone in the big airport, without anyone willing to take care of it.


He was sick, white water only he had trouble taking it.But no one wanted to take care of him.


Unexpectedly, the eagle beaded his tears.The soot-like man who used to emit intimidation was weakened, dimmed, resigned to circumstances.


His soul and body are feeling it right now.


When he hopes the woman he loves is by his side, but what can be done.


The seedlings that he had harvested, he also later picked the results.


From his past actions, what he feels today is the fruit, the fruit of his harvest.


Regret always comes too late, doesn't it, what effort?


So that someone who has done his foolish deeds can feel the effects of the rapids.


In silence, he cried.Newly he realized, the influence of the black-shaded woman was very large in his life.


Now he can only lament the regret of his actions.Thousands of apologies will not change what, if not accompanied by adequate effort.


Other places, other heart conditions.


Another state of his soul that continues to drift to one goal.


Kia-beautiful woman wearing gray-colored robe, is seen in the middle of pensive in front of an apartment unit.


With doubt he was about to press the doorbell of the unit, but undo it several times.Besides his right, there was a small who stared in wonder at him.


"Nda...yayhnya no huh? How's the door closed?"


Ask the little guy who looks like he's been waiting for it.


How unsaturated, it has been almost 40 minutes they stood in front of the luxury unit numbered 4036.


Squeezed back her tiny fingers, one of which was embedded in a gold ring there.


The ring that became a sign of his bond he with a man who sincerely loved him.


"Where is it..yeah?"


Lirih the son, who succeeded in making him jump.


"Dear, Dad doesn't seem to be home!"


There was a change in expression that was clearly visible on the face of the son of his appearance.


Three-year-old handsome Anzar-bocah, indeed has been whining for a few days to meet his father.


Even Bara who was called Abi by him, could not persuade this small desire.


"But yayahh..it must be inside!"


Little Anzar said, while staring with interest at the tightly closed platinum door.


"Darling.dad now definitely again work.Makanya father is not at home.


Later if you come home from work, we're here again...."


Lirih Kia, while equalizing her height with the son.


He took for a moment his luggage, which contained one of the favorite foods of the two men he loved.


"Ndakk..yayah.it must be inside!"


Little sikecil insisted.


The beautiful woman sighed for a moment.It was indeed difficult to persuade this other handsome boy.


"Honey.....We're-"


Derrtt


He had not finished saying his sentence, a short message had already taken his attention first.


With painstakingly, he read it from line to line that made his heart immediately menceos it.


Quickly, his tiny surfing fingers typed some numbers on the intercom screen in front of him.Number who would have thought, derived from the date of birth of himself and his son.


"Mrs...."


Lirih sikecil, when the door of the unit successfully opened.


"Let's go..."


Take Kia while reaching for her son's tiny hand in a hurry.


With a hurry and heart pounding uncharacteristically, the woman opened the door knob of the room that she believed belonged to the unit.Hopefully hope she feels anxious at this time, she said,especially after reading a short message from the right hand of the person who is worried about it.


Krieett


Deg


His heart rumbled instantly, as his irises caught the figure of a man who was rolled helplessly on his king-size bed.


"Dad...why nda? Yayah's sick, huh?"


Ask little curious.


His tiny hand had already moved to reach the sturdy arm of his father who was sleeping.


"Daddy.hot pineapple, yayah cakiit!"


His comments, implied his worries.


Now it was the turn of the tiny hand of the beautiful woman who stood by her side who moved.The land was precisely fused by the man before her, which was covered by a part of her black bangs.


"God, Vano's mass has a high fever!"


He was crying with undeniable anxiety.


"Abang wait here first yes, jagain dad.Bunda want to take warm water first, make a compress dad."


Little Anzar was a little unemployed, while sitting on an empty bed beside his father.


Deftly, the 27-year-old woman looked for a small towel, and took warm water to compress the man who was still her husband.


Before long, the beautiful woman in the syar'i hijab came with a small basin filled with warm water and a small towel in her hand.


He painstakingly compressed a handsome man who looks raved in his sleep.


After having had time to tear apart the luxury unit owned by Vano, finally the beautiful woman found a P3K box that is quite complete in content, it seems never used.


"38°celcios more."


'you why the hell mas, it can be up to a high fever like this!' Bati's worried.


Not without reason Kia worried half dead when getting a short message from X. But she also seemed to have a bad feeling about the man who is still his status as her husband.


Moreover, the son who had been two days always woke up in the middle of his sleep.


Little Anzar often wakes up because he has nightmares about his father.


Therefore, he insisted on seeing the father who had been missing for a week.


'I'm sorry, I've been mean to you all the time.


Sorry because all this time I kept you away, I ignored you.Sorry mas, but I need time.It takes time to just heal the wounds that you often incur for me.'


**


The man who appeared black soot, blinked his eyes.Diliriknya around his room, brightly lit.


From outside the window he could see the day had begun to evening.The intention was to link up instantly, if it was already evening, then who turned on the lights of his room.


Touching his forehead warm, there was a small towel that he believed to compress taped there.Today his net bead moved to the silence of the little boy who was asleep while hugging him, right next to him.


Deg


The handsome face that looked peaceful was his son's, his flesh blood.Then his nettle bead moved towards the door that opened slowly, slowly,featuring a hijab woman who was walking towards him.Both of her hands carry a tray containing a bowl and her best friend.From the aroma that emanates from the smell of her kisser, she memorably this is the aroma of her favorite food, Manado porridge.


"Mas is awake, if so now we eat first! After taking the medicine, then the mas has been examined by a doctor kok.Kata mas ketapean the same Anemia." He said softly, while helping Vano change his position.


Not a word Vano said, he only intended to enjoy what his 'wife' was doing.


"Eating a lot of yes, so Anzar want this masakin.Kayaknya he has similarities in terms of favorite food mas same mas."


His little babble, while feeding Vano painfully.


Actually Vano is confused and happy at the moment.Bingungnya, will be the attitude of the 'wife' who seems very strange to him this.


Remember no, three weeks ago the woman even refused any contact with him, tending to stay away from him instead.


And now this, look at it??


The woman treated him with full attention.


Glad, of course Vano is happy to be noticed like this by the woman he has been fighting for.


But still, there is something strange here.


"Now we are resting again! I'll take the medicine, I'll go back first."


Soft talk.


Her warm smile was unceasingly imprinted on her tiny lips.


"Wait...."


Lirih Vano, while holding his arm.


"What's wrong?"


Tanya Kia, take his step.


"Why are you doing all this? Don't you hate me?"


Ask Vano to the point.


Kia gave a small smile, put back the tray she carried the tool.


"I did this because of my husband Vano mas, the father of my son.I should be as a wife taking care of her husband who is sick, right?" Said sincere.


Staring at the shady black bead was clingy, trying to find lies there.But nihil, there is only honesty from his words.


"You're on a show, aren't you?" Vano.


Kia smiled back, seeing her husband's reaction.


"What am I lying to you!"


Kia answered, and took the small towel that was still approved by her husband.


"The heat has gone down!" Said small.


Her tiny fingers are still at home approved by the man in front of her, making sure if the fever experienced by her husband is already the body.


Grep


"Why are you doing this? Don't you hate me?? Don't you not love me anymore??"


Vano asked, his nettle black beads began to heat up.


Especially when he saw there was a circular gold ring in the sweet 'wife.


He smiled wryly, turning his eyes the other way.


"You hate me so much, so you don't have to bother playing like this."


Kia still quietly listened to whatever the man was about to say to her.


"I realize, I was wrong with you all along.I hurt you, betrayed you, I regret doing that.


I realized you wouldn't be happy if you were constantly attached to me."


The hijab-wearing woman began to scrunch her eyebrows, not understanding what this man was talking about.


".....I'm sincere, I'm sincere as long as you and Anzar are happy.I'll let go-"


Grep


"Gakk....I beg..."


Pinta Kia interjected, with her body shaking violently, the man's body was held tightly against her.


Cut out a speech that will say a sentence that will hurt both of them.


"I-I beg you not to be followed.I don't want to hear it from you."


With her trembling body, her tears had already fallen.


While Vano, the man pecked for a moment when receiving the grip arrived at that.Sensor visual body seemed to stop instantly.Just his heart that beat uncharacteristically in its place.


"But it's for your happiness, Archiah."


Lirih Vano, while returning Kia's embrace.


"I wouldn't be happy without you, too.We!"


Said Final.


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Sadhhh???


Terkedjott??


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Sukabumi 17/12/19


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