Prayer of the Worthwhile. Taligama Lotus

The Part 16

Doubt enveloped Marwah's heart, should she tell him about the terror she received before deciding to move contract.

"Mar, please, what is it that all of a sudden you and the children just disappear, almost desperately I am looking for you, thank God for allowing Rahma to see me just now."

Silence still dominates Marwah, her lips feel locked, even reluctant to reveal what really happened, the fear of the safety of her children that makes her still silent.

While Marko was still urging Marwah to tell stories, there were a pair of eyes with pliable eyelashes watching them from ignorance, there was hatred emanating from the look of his eyes, his hands clenched with anger.

Damn, still dare to approach Marko again it turns out the poor woman, just look, I will not stay silent, Marko is only mine, he explained in his heart.

Rushing the beautiful woman with a sexy and glamorous look left a place that had already made her blood boil from jealousy.

The woman who turned out to be Sinta immediately contacted someone on the phone, "Take care of the poor woman, don't fail this time, Understand!" , whosoever is in contact, there was clearly no good intention from his orders.

"Mak didn't eat?" asked Nisa when she saw the food on her mother's plate still untouched.

"Later, Mak is not hungry." his appetite was suddenly lost when he saw Marko with Rahma earlier.

"Mom, can we play there?" Nisa asks permission from her mother while pointing to the mini playgroud provided by the restaurant.

"May, in the company of Mas Fahmi yes, Fah temeni your sisters play there, remember not to go far, they are both your responsibilities," Marwah told Fahmi after the boy returned from washing his hands.

"Okay, Mom, come on, you guys wash your hands first, you can play, okay."

"Ready Boss," the two little girls shouted with excitement.

It did not escape the attention of the handsome men who were among them, cheerful faces, a twinkle of happiness emanated from the children of shalih and shaliha, tucked a sense of pride in the woman who sits in front of him because he has been able to care and educate his three children well based on religious values.

Marko stood up and then moved away from their table, just giving his woman time to consider being able to share his story with her. Marwah could only stare at the wide back of the man who was away from his place.

All feelings are still raging in the mind of Marwah, as prayer is carried out in the heart to make decisions that are felt difficult, as a result, must be open to Marko or cover up forever from the handsome man already seen walking back towards him.

Trays with a special menu of the restaurant they visited, avocado juice and the favorite strawberry milk shake Marwah, have been placed Marko on the table. For a moment to concoct various sauces on his plate, then take food to bribe to Marwah.

"Akh.;" said Marko suddenly.

Marwah was shocked by what Marko was doing, with his hands outstretched full of food in front of his mouth and ready to be fed to him.

"Eat, forget the things that need not be thought about" Marko said to Marwah.

Inevitably, Marwah opened her mouth to take a bribe from the man who displayed her sweet smile as the food in her hand moved into the stomach of the woman she loved.

"Out of course," Marko said as he put food in his mouth.

It was so sweet of the interaction of the two of them, eating a plate together, mouth after mouth turns into their mouths, so it did not feel two plates of rice with fried chicken successfully moved in their stomachs.

Netra Marko stick into the brownish bead of Marwah, while they drift away from the atmosphere without characters, only the melody of the heart that represents each reveals all the flavors that exist.

Feelings that may not have been finished between them since decades ago, re-emerging the taste, the buds of love that died in the heart of Marwah began to wiggle to grow, after being splashed by the affection of the man's first love.

The flowers in Marko's heart are more blooming, flourishing along with the woman he long missed, a happy hue is very clearly drawn from a handsome face with thin fringes.

Without them noticing the figure of the little girl with the fluorescent green hijab and robe watching the two adults who loved her dearly, her head turned to the right and to the left, a sense of wonder enveloped her mind.

"Mom, what's the mak?" ,Nisa's shaking her mother's arm.

The two gender-different adult humans were almost simultaneously absorbed, misbehaving like a dozen teenagers who were caught courting, a red hue was clearly visible on Marwah's face, while Marko immediately went to the sink to wash her hands.

"Why do you see the same lie Om?" , Nisa asked.

"E, why not do it baby, Nisa has played, Mas Fahmi same Kak Rahma where?" ,Marwah tried to divert the curiosity of Nisa on what she just saw.

"Nisa's thirsty, wants a drink, Mas same sister still playing."

Marwah opened the lid of a bottle of mineral water and gave it to her little girl, Nisa drank almost half the bottle, then returned alone to play again.

Marko returned to their table, while carrying fries and chocolate ice cream, Marwah's eyes patterned, when before him there was his favorite food, his stomach was full, still had to be added food again.

"I'm still full, Mas" protested Marwah.

"It's not going to taste good, lo" Marko said as he stuffed a spoonful of chocolate ice cream, with a tempting melt of chocolate sauce.

"Alhamdulillah, the pleasure," again Marko seduces women with a floral hijab that seems to be tempted by the pleasure of his favorite ice cream.

Without further ado Marwah directly directs Marko's hand holding a spoonful of ice cream to his mouth, because Marko was surprised ice cream so belepataned his first love.

"Ha ha ha," Marko laughed at that, immediately clearing away the remaining ice cream.

"Key little boy just you Dek," Marko changed his call to Marwah.

"Sorry, what did you call it?" , Marwah looked seriously at the man who was enjoying his ice cream again.

"Can't you?"

"People don't know what to call, it's just a little weird, what it is."

"Udah lupain, finish it." Marko thrusts an ice cream bowl in front of Marawah.

Fahmi returns with Rahma when the ice cream in his mother's bowl runs out unnoticed, tucked guilt in his heart, engrossed in enjoying the ice cream until it runs out, leaving no room for his children.

As if knowing Marwah's inner voice, the man whispered, "Children I bought, just calm down."

"Thank You."

"Where is Nisa Mak?" , Rahma's voice rang out among them.

"His opening was followed by you again?" , shocked when Marwah found out Nisa was not with her two brothers.

"So saying goodbye to drinking Mak, continue not to return," explained Fahmi.

"God, where is Nisa Mas?" , the foreshadowing clearly covers Marwah.

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Where do you think Nisa is? curious right?