Not a Thorn in a Wedding

Incidents In Cemetery

The restlessness in Zayn and Rista's marriage has now been running for three days. The two of them kept quiet and kept their distance since the moment of the fight both happened. Zayn admits to being wrong, as well as Rista who is aware of her negligence of being a mother. Restu who became a victim to fall ill saw his life that felt changed.

The rain since dawn has stopped. The cold atmosphere forced Rista to get up from her bed. The woman rushed up from the bed when she heard the boy's complaint.

"Mother.cold. It's cold." said Restu, sounding shaky. Rista quickly sat down and examined the child's body. Eyes widened.

"Rest! Honey, you have a fever, son? Oh, my God, what is this?" Frustrated the one-child woman until rubbing her face rough. Not yet one problem now one more problem came to him.

Restu's body continued to tremble and it made Rista even more panic. "You survived, yeah? Mom will be back soon. I'll call you first." said Rista running out of the child's room. Well, since he and Zayn were not forthcoming, Rista chose to sleep in the child's room. For him Restu was the source of his current strength. When everyone he loves just disappears.

"Mas! Zayn!" rista shouted several times calling the name of the husband. When his hand managed to open the door leaf, the room looked silent. The sheets on the bed were untouched. I don't know where that guy is. The bathroom he checked was also no one.

Some corner of the room Rista check until he is sure if the husband is really not at home.

"Sorry, Madam. Sir has been gone since it was raining." One of the servants came over to Rista.

Not much time the woman rushed the child to the hospital with the waiter. Along the way his heart grew increasingly ill looking at Restu's current state of pain without Zayn's presence at their side.

"Did the woman really come back? Why did Mas Zayn change once?" rista murmured in his heart.

Unbeknownst to him if here precisely at the funeral of the two children Zayn and Calvina, two figures who never met each other finally in the same place.

"Zayn.." - Calvina's rambunctious lips murmured softly when she saw the back of a man squatting in the tomb of their two children.

The quick steps wanted Calvina to continue but she realized that at this time she could not be in front of her husband. Just standing still watching all the movements of the husband from a distance that is not so far away.

"Show me where your mama is to Papah, son. Help Papah find your Mom. Are you angry at Papah? I swear by whatever Papah loves your Mamah so much even this second." said Zayn while wiping the nameplate of the child engraved beautifully in front of him.

Calvina shed tears at the husband's words. Seeing Zayn rubbing the beautiful petals she had sprinkled just now, Calvina almost got out of control approaching her husband. His heart was filled to see Zayn's attitude which was still the same as before. Calvina wanted to cry in her husband's arms and vent all her grief during this time.

"I love you, Zayn. I love you so much. I can't forget you till then." Calvina murmured inwardly. His eyes that continued to watch Zayn cry there made Calvina jump in shock as the tall, sturdy body moved to stand up.

Calvina widened her pupils and immediately ran away even though her body almost fell down in surprise.

"Aw.." the pekik's stuck.

"Calvinas!" Zayn turned his head when he heard the voice he knew so well.

"I'm sorry, Zayn." Amidst the tears dripping down, Calvina silenced her lips so as not to make any more noise. He was afraid that if Zayn found out about himself and everything would be messed up right now.

But unfortunately, Calvina's panic left a trace that made Zayn even more confident if there was Calvina nearby.

"Lily flowers and roses? White lily and yellow rose? Calvina.this is her favorite flower and Flora. Right, this is really the flower Calvina brought for Flora." Zayn was busy talking to himself as he picked up a bouquet of flowers that he was about to pass by as he walked in search of his wife.

And it was seen by Calvina who was watching behind the tree. The woman could do nothing but shake her head hoping that nothing would be revealed this quickly.

"Calvinas!" call Zayn yell. The man did not care when all eyes looked strangely at him. At the funeral the man kept running around and around calling his wife's name. Like water carried by waves, Zayn seemed to lose his way.

"Calvina, please come out! I know you're still here." Zayn yelled again.

Until finally he was approached by a small boy who ran towards him.

"Uncle, get the flowers. That's mine." Zayn bowed to see a small figure who dared to talk to him and asked for a flower in his hand.

"The flower is mine. Give it back, Uncle." The boy again spoke. Finally, Zayn handed over the flowers with a disappointed face.

If this child recognizes that the flower is his, then Calvina is not here. Squeezing Zayn's hand over the flowers and watching where the boy was going. Exactly one tomb bearing the name of the woman became the purpose of the boy.

"Am I overreacting?" said Zayn stepping limply away from the tomb.

His face was full of disappointment that could no longer be interpreted. Calvina was like a false hope for Zayn to see right now. All his feelings seemed to say that Calvina was really alive. But, all of those feelings were defeated by the truth he discovered.

"Thank you, deck?" Calvina had come to approach the little boy who was willing to help her just now. A piece of money he gave and the little boy was very happy to get it.

"Thank you pretty sister." cried happily. Calvina chuckles in her grief as she is called beautiful sister.

Then he continued to visit the tomb of the child with flowers that he took back.

"Darling, sorry well the flowers are a bit broken. Mamah teledor. You must be happy that Mamah and Papah came at about the same time?" calvina.

"They won't be happy." The words that sounded from behind suddenly made Calvina widen her pupils in surprise. Zayn had already come home with him making sure of himself. How could there be a voice behind him at this moment?