One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 121

While Harum can not sleep. Many times he pointed his index finger under Nata's nose so that he could feel the puff of his honey breath. Many times he also checked the pulse on Nata's wrist, making sure the pulse was still there. Until then, tired and very sleepy can no longer keep him awake.

I looked up at dawn to wake up the sleeping Hangga. He blinked his eyes a few times. His mouth was fizzing with coldness that was ambushing his body. His hands crossed in front of his chest and moved to rub his sturdy arms to give a feeling of warmth.

A few minutes later, the handsome man woke up. In a sitting position, he turned to the right side and saw his two wives still lulled in deep. Luckily his brain is not blunt, he has not forgotten that yesterday afternoon he managed to bring Harum back to his life.

The Hanges inched down and then moved to the other side of the bed to approach Harum. His hand grabbed Harum's hand and then clasped it tightly with both hands.

“Hum,” his whisper in Fragrant ear.

Harum rose because he felt something was tickling his ear. “Ish, Mas ..”

“Sssst.” Hangga pointed her index finger at the lips, her tail glancing at Nata who looked asleep next to Harum. Signal not to be noisy.

“You need congregational dawn prayers?” ask Hanges.

“Mas Hangga praying in aja mosque. I would like to join Kak Nata,” replied Harum.

“Ya already if so mas first yes.” Fragrant nods.

“Hum.” Huffa extended a hand. Harum greeted her husband's hand awkwardly, then kissed the reverence on the back of his hand.

When was the last time they did this?

Hanges brought his face closer to Harum. However, before that handsome face that she had so longed for moved closer, Harum first held her back. “Do not, Mas. There is Kak Nata,” said Harum.with eye gesture.

Hangga nodded in understanding. After that, he went out of his room to go to the mosque.

Harum wanted to wake Nata up to invite him to congregational prayer. However, seeing Nata so soundly, he undoes his intentions. Harum decided to pray first, only after that he would wake Nata up and guide him to prayer. So plan.

Fragrant to go out of the room to take wudu. After that he went back into the room to carry out the duties of his two rakaat.

“Kak Nata want congregational prayer not?” lontar Harum who has used a complete face. Because there was no word from Nata, Harum immediately performed the prayer.

After completing two rakaats before dawn and two rakaat fardu at dawn, Harum continued by teaching as usual. Because he did not find the Mushaf Al-Qur’an in the room, Harum chose to teach the surah that he memorized. Surah Al-Mulk, Surah Yaasin and Surah Al Waqiah are three long surahs memorized by Harum.

Still wearing a mukena, Harum sat on the edge of the bed beside Nata. Then he began chanting Surah Yaasin's verses. During the lecture, Harum continued to pay attention to Nata and he began to realize there was no movement of Nata in the slightest.

“Shodaqollohul.” It was good to finish teaching him.

“Kak, Sister Nata.” It was nice to touch Nata's hand. “Kak Nata, wake up!”

“Kak, pray first yuk! Later out of prayer, Kak Nata can sleep again.” This time Harum spoke while rubbing the top of Nata's head.

“Kak, wake up yuk.” Fragrant Heart started pounding uneasily because Nata did not also say let alone wake up.

Harum pointed his index finger under Nata's nose, trying to feel Nata's breath. He reflexively distanced his body from Nata when he did not feel the breath of the woman who was lying with her hands closed like the middle of the prayer.

“Kak Nata's. Huuu, huuu.” The smell of crying roared. His body is under the bed. “Kak Nata ... Huuu ..”

Hangga, who had just returned from the mosque, immediately ran into the room because she heard Harum's cry. And he was surprised to find the ex-wife he just referred yesterday was crying bitterly under the bed, still wearing a complete face.

“Hum, why are you? What's up?” lontar Hanges panicked.

Fragrant scattering hugged Hangga and crying sobbing on her husband's chest.

“Kak-Kak-Kak Nata,” said Harum sobbed in the arms of Hanges.

Hanges rubbed Harum's face-covered back. “Quiet, Hum. Calm down first.”

Hangga released her embrace from Harum then climbed into the bed to check on Nata's condition.

“Nat,” call him while holding Nata's cold hand. Then he checked the pulse on Nata's wrist.

“Nat.” This time Hangga pointed her index finger under Nata's nose.

“Nat.” Shaking Nata's body, Hangga again called Nata's name. This time his voice sounded faint.

“Mas, Kak Nata is okay, right?” fragrant Lontar with a face that has been wet with tears

“I phone Mas Yuda aja.”

With trembling hands, Harum contacted Yuda. Harum tells about Nata that there is no movement or reaction. Thirty minutes later, the roar of Judah's car stopped in front of the house.

Harum and Hanges quickly found Judah.

“Since when Mbak Nata has no reaction?” ask Yuda as soon as he gets in front of the house and meets Harum and Hanges.

“Overnight we were still chatting, Mas," said Harum.

Yuda enters the room and checks Nata's condition. Harum and Hanges stood behind Yuda.

“Where's Kak Nata, Mas?” Harum asked worriedly.

Yuda took a deep breath before answering Harum's question. “Mbak Nata does not exist. Mbak Nata is dead.”

“Kak Nata's. Huuu, huuu.” It was hysterical crying. Even though since then, his conjecture was exactly the same as the one that Yuda had just uttered, it still let out a fragrant cry burst out.

Harum was about to scatter to embrace Nata, but was detained by Hanges.

“Don't cry in front of Nata's body,” he said as he hugged Harum tightly.

Then the crying of both broke. Crying together in arms. Accompanying the departure of friends, friends, wife, honey, Natalia Friska Wayong.

We just shared a story. You left without a word. Peace you there. Smiling welcomes happiness. Goodby. Good bye ... Nata.

Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi.

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Finished

Thank God it is finally over. ^______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

To my best friend everything. Thank you so much for your support all this time. Sorry if these authors are so lacking. Please understand yes.

Sorry also if the ending does not match your expectations, especially to the supporters of Judah. I know, the supporters of Judah are more than Hangga, but it does not necessarily make me change the ending of the story that I had conceptualized in such a way before I started writing this story.

A good writer should not be intervened by the reader's comments or anything else. Write what we want. It's an absolute. Such is the advice of the temperature.

Oya, this is my fourth work. And this is the first work that carries the polygamy household genre. Those who have not read my other works, may dong read. All three of my other works insyaallah do not make the heart inflamed because the story is lighter.

The end of the word is only a prayer that I can give back to all the friends who have read this story. May all friends be healthy always, cheap and always given happiness. Amen a lot.

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