One Big Dipper Two Love

The extra part 2

“Hey, hey, hey, what do you want?” sewot Yuda when he saw Inara's hand had touched the front passenger door to enter the car Yuda.

“I want to cry, Doc. Can't time?” sahut Inara pursed his lips.

“What did you come here for?”

“I was at the house of his parents Hangga. His mother said Nata's body had been taken to the cemetery. So, I was escorted here with his mother's man, Hangga, on a motorcycle. While my car is parked at the home of Hangga.” parents

Yuda spread his gaze around, knowing that this woman before him was just bragging. Because Yuda knows very well the track record of women with eyelashes anti-storm typhoon two layers. The most extreme thing about approaching him. Pepet continued to abstain from retreat, so the jargon. Though clearly Yuda was dating Ranum at that time.

So, when Yuda was still a medical student, he also became an assistant lecturer in anatomy practicum on his campus. And Jocelyn Inara is one of her tutoring students. At that time Yuda had entered semester 7 while Inara was a new student. That means they are about four years old. “Eh, how many children does he have?” muttered Yuda glanced at the smooth white woman.

“Mas, nothing or Kak Nara coming,” by Harum.

“Well, right.” Inara gave her sweetest smile to Harum. “Thank you, Fragrant.”

When he introduced Harum as a wife, Inara was stunned by the beauty of her cousin's honey. It is fitting that the heart of Hangga switched direction, beautiful and soft this is the case. So murmured his heart.

Although the distance is stretched far, different continents, it turns out that communication between Nata and Inara is well established. They often share stories and confide in each other. Therefore, Inara knew little about Harum. Ah, I'm confused as to who deserves to be called an actor here. You, Nata? Or is he, fragrant? So the reaction of Inara when he heard the curhatan Nata during his life.

The beautiful woman with dimples came in and sat in the front passenger seat, without Yuda commanding her. Judah had a chance to open his eyes to see Inara without permission and without sin sitting sweetly beside him. But yes, it is. Yuda also could do nothing but let Josh—once Yuda called Nata's cousin's name, sit there sweetly.

“Because you are mourning the loss of your cousin, I allow you to ride in my car, Josh,” Yuda said before driving forward.

“Inara not Josh!” complete Benama women's protest Jocelyn Inara Djamaris.

Yuda chooses not to hitchhike, then drives his car. Along the way, Inara kept babbling. At first Yuda did not respond. However, once Judah responded, the two even argued dur der dor.

“You have multiple sclerosis huh?” cibir Yuda glanced at the woman beside him.

“What?” Inara reacted with a perfect glare. “NO!”

Multiple sclerosis he said? It is a neurological disorder that causes communication disorders between the brain and the body. You're so fucking mouthful, Doc. Luckily handsome. Try if it's ugly, it's not mocking.

Bugs ... Inara punches Yuda's arm.

“Aww.” Yuda screeched as he glanced at Inara. “Josh! You are Chris Josh!”

“Who is Chris Josh?”

“Pinner Indonesia.”

“That's Chris John!”

“Oh, different little.”

“Whose fault is why I have Multiple sclerosis,” sucks Inara.

“You're weird. You are a doctor yourself, but even look down on Indonesian doctors."

“I didn't say that.”

"Ah, forgot, you're the medical student with the cutest IQ as big as ant droppings," Yuda sneered without a burden.

The two argue back. Fragrant and Hangga who were sitting in the back seat just looked at each other and knitted eyebrows.

“Why them?” ask Harum with eye signals.

Hangga shook her head, then smiled sweetly looking at Harum. “Not think about them. Better to think of us,” sahutannya through eye cues. His hands gently squeezed fragrant hands. “I love You,” he said with lips moving silently.

*

Forty days had Nata gone. Harum and Hangga had just performed the forty-day event of Nata's death at his parents' home in Cilegon. They also took the time to make a pilgrimage to visit Nata's tomb and pray for him. Although the prayer for Nata never escaped Harum and Hangga delivered at every completion of their prayers.

“You really want to go home now? Don't want to do it again?” lontar Bu Mirna while delivering the return of his son and daughter-in-law on the terrace.

“Iya, Mom. Hangga's got to work tomorrow. Still a new kid, can't permission.” A week after Nata's death, Hangga got a call to work in Jakarta. Hangga welcomed the job enthusiastically, although it felt he was still not ready to work that fast. However, sustenance cannot be denied. While Harum still with the routine as usual. Take her daughter Yuda to school and take care of the cafeteria.

Initially, Harum and Hangga lived in a rented house near the hospital. The house that was occupied by both Hanga and Nata during the treatment. But then, Yuda begged the couple to want to live in the unit next to his house, the house usually occupied by Harum. Of course the reason is because of the small Fragrance—his daughter Yuda who still relies heavily on Fragrance.

“Where, Mas?” lontar Harum asked Judah's offer to Hangga.

“Mas is up to you, Hum. How good you are. Anyway mas mah nurut aja. Whatever you think is good, whatever makes you happy, you will follow.” In the end, Hangga decided to accept Judah's offer, after Harum expressed the heart that he loved his daughter Judah so much and had not had the heart to let go.

Be until now, Little Fragrance still remains attached to Harum. As of this time, her daughter Judah also went to Cilegon with Harum and Hangga to attend the forty-day event of Nata's death. Ms. Mirna and Mr. Hendra liked her beautiful and adorable daughter Yuda so much.

“If Harum and Hangga kekeuh want to go home, what if this beautiful child is just the one who nginep here,” said Bu Mirna hugged a little fragrant anxiety. “Mau ya nginep here accompany Aki and Nini,” cajolnya.

“No. Tomorrow I have to go to school,” said Little Fragrance shook her head. “Yes right, Mih?”

Fragrant nods. “Iya, Darling “

“Later if I didn't go to school, I didn't pass kindergarten. If you do not pass Kindergarten, later I can not enter elementary school,” chirps Harum small that makes everyone laugh.

“Hangga, later try to say the same doctor Yuda. What if the house you occupy is bought just like you. It would not be nice if you stay there for free,” suggested Mr. Hendra.

“Let's go, Dad. He also did not have enough money to buy the house. At this time Hangga is just starting to organize life, has not had savings."

“If it's easy. You can sell one of the assets of the house or land here to buy the house.”

“Home business later we will discuss it. If Hangga really wants to have a house from his own sweat," said Hangga.

“Yes, no problem. Use father's money first, later if you already have money, you can change to father.”

“Udah, already, home issues will be discussed again. There is something more important to discuss, which is about children. Hope you guys get a baby soon. Have a beautiful child like this,” by Bu Mirna pinching a small fragrant cheek.

Smiling smells stiff. Her heart trembled, because the words of her mother-in-law reminded her of the miscarriage two years ago. Until now, Harum has not had time to tell this to her husband or in-laws.

“If you have a problem, just pray, Mom. We will process as soon as.” Hangga said with a soft nudge of Harum's body standing beside her.

Smiling back with a stiff smile. Because until this moment, since the two refer and return to the status of a married couple, Harum and Hangga have not had sexual activity. More precisely, Harum begged Hangga to temporarily delay her desire. At the very least, waiting for the past forty days of Nata's departure.

“Ish, you do not say so dong, Hum,” said to Hangga while rubbing his nape that feels bristling.

After the long parting event was completed, Hangga and the two women named Harum got into the car. The hand and heartfelt prayers of Harum's two in-laws accompanied their journey home to the city of Jakarta.

Two hours less, the car driven by Hangga arrived in front of the house owned by Yuda which became the residence of Harum and Hangga. The sky was dark when they got home. The hanges came down first. Opening the front passenger door, Hangga grabbed the little Fragrant who was asleep in Harum's lap and carried her.

“Where to sleep, Hum?” ask Hanges.

“In our room, Mas. Worried that Bu Yusma and Mas Yuda are asleep,” replied Harum while getting out of the car.

Harum said that, and the door of Judah was opened.

“Sini, Mas Hanges. The smell of sleep?” lontar Yuda's.

“Iya, Mas. Where to sleep?”

“At my place only, Mas.” Yuda takes over the body of the princess into his arms. “Sorry yes, Mas. My daughter is troublesome, always nempel keeps the same Fragrance.”

“No papa, Mas. Even we are happy.” Hanges smiled sincerely.

“Thank you very much yes, Mas, Rum,” Yuda said before bringing his daughter into the house.

“Sama-sama, Mas.”

Then they went into each other's homes. After doing all the activities before going to bed, Harum and Hangga have now entered the room to prepare for sleep.

“Mas, there's something I want to tell you the same Mas,” said Harum leaned on the head of the bed.

“What story do you want, My sweet Humair darling? Want to tell me that you love the same Mas ya?” Hangga patted both his thighs, gesturing for his wife to lie down and lay her head on her thigh.

“What I want to tell you is very serious, Mas.” Although Harum understood the sign that was signaled by Hangga, but he chose to stay with his position because he really wanted to talk about serious things.

“Ya already, mas aja that collapsed in you.” Taking a lying position, Hangga put his head on both thighs of the wife.

“Come now story! Mas want to be horrified while staring at your cool face as cool as morning dew,” he said gently rubbed the reddish fragrant cheeks.

This action became the habit of the Hanges long ago. Since he realized the seeds of love had grown in the heart, then he fertilized it so that it became a sturdy tree of love. Because it is so sturdy, so that all the tests and timescales of separation are not able to topple the tree.

Hangga promised, he will continue to cultivate, water, take care and care so that his love tree continues to grow so as to produce the beauty of flowers and the endless sweetness of fruit until death separates.

“Mas.”

“Yes, Humairaku darling.” Hangga again rubbed the fragrant cheek gently.

“Ish.” Fragrant hissing. Apparently every Hangga calls ‘Humaira Darling’ it must use cheek rubbing. Make fragrant cheeks that blush red to be as red as tomatoes.

“There is nothing I have not told Mas Hangga about my departure at that time.” Smelling starts to tell stories. The man listened carefully.

“When I go first, I have my period late for about three weeks. I was panicking, I was scared. The problems between us make me feel unprepared if God entrusts a life in my womb. And I felt so guilty by my foolish thinking back then,” regretfully Fragrant with eyes that began to condense.

Hangga who was in a lying position, now woke up staring at his wife's suddenly sad face. He took Fragrant's hand, then kissed it. “If it's hard to tell, don't have a story, Hum. Whatever happens when you're not on your side, you'll never blame you.”

“I was pregnant at that time, Mas, but then miscarried.” A tear fell down that reddish cheek. Harum imagines if he did not miscarry, surely his future son is now growing funny.

The man stared at Harum. He was surprised by Harum's confession. The shock mixed with regret. But what to regret if it all happened.

After being transfixed for a few jokes, Hangga clasped Harum's body into his arms. “Not to be sad, Harum darling. That means not our sustenance. Or it is precisely our sustenance for the savings of the Hereafter. Believe me, God will replace it with a similar sustenance that is present in both of us better. We are better, will be good also for our prospective children later.”

Husband and wife fused in arms, strengthening each other. Promise each of them to hug each other when grief may come, linking fingers when problems may come.

After quite a long hug, Hangga let go of her embrace.

“Hum.”

“Hemm.”

“Now you can try to get new sustenance right?” lontar Hangga moved both of his eyebrows.

Fragrant that has not been loading, silent for a moment trying to understand the words of Hangga.

“Udah can dong? It's been forty days, right?”

Fragrant did not reply, he quickly lowered his head, hiding a shy hue on his face.

*

"Viewers, viewers."

"Yes, yes."

"Udah first yes, Hangga is just as fragrant as the effort to get new sustenance. Don't be disturbed and the curtains are closed immediately."

*

The story of Yuda is quite up to that, the fans of Yuda have run away, do not want to continue reading. Wkwkwk.

Hopefully later there will be ideas, so that you can make your own home the story of this doctor Yuda.

If another writer, once he finishes one story, he can immediately write another story. I can't really. Writing for me is very difficult.

Usually after finishing a story, I have to shut up a few jokes to refresh the brain. Some of his jokes were long 😭😭 month itungan. While taking a break usually while finding new ideas for new stories. After the idea is obtained, it still cannot be directly written also because I must prepare the soul and body, born and inner. Because when I have published a new story, it means I must be ready to be pursued updates every day. And it's really heavy.

His name is author-authoran. 😪😪

Btw thank you very much for your support.

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