Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

Grief Dance 2

"Dance!" Tama patted the cheek of the wife who was in her embrace.

The woman's head was throbbing pain, she tried to straighten her body back up. Dance let her tears flow swiftly without removing them, feeling useless as she wiped away the clear fur as her defensive fort had collapsed to hold back the tears that kept crammed out.

"Dad ... Why did you leave Tari alone? Hiks, t-please open dad's eyes. T-please call the name Dance." The little lady's hand clasped her father's cold arm.

Tama embraces the body of the wife. "You're not alone, there's me, Una, Mama and Papa."

Tari's cry grew increasingly uncontrollable, Tama swiftly hugged his wife's body tightly. Letting the shirt he was wearing get wet by the tears of his wife.

The man took Tari out and let the medics help take care of Pak Wahyu's return to the funeral home.

Ardi also felt a deep sadness, he lost a meaningful figure in his life. The man wiped away the tears that came out shamelessly.

On top of the pain and loss that Tari felt, there was Mami Sun who even celebrated her success in taking away someone's life. The middle-aged woman raised her glass of black tea, with her eyes closed she enjoyed the taste as well as the aroma of the tea that tasted amazing.

Every now and then the middle-aged woman's lips turned to the left, her fingers moving tapping on the arm of the chair that was refuting her arm.

"I'm just waiting for the main bomb to go off, and the duar! The poor woman will disappear HA-HA-HA-HA ...." Mami Sun laughed out loud, her heart is really blossoming today.

While in the hospital, dad Dance is ready to be delivered to the funeral home. Tama took the time to contact his parents, he told about the sad news that was plaguing their families.

Mama Widi and Papa Adam were devastated by what they heard. Both of Tama's parents closed their mouths in disbelief. They looked at each other, Mama Widi thought about the feelings of her daughter-in-law left behind by loved ones.

Papa Adam and his wife immediately rolled into the funeral home. While Una was not taken, the boy was pinned to Mbak Ijah and Bik Atik.

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"Haaa, huhh dad ...." Dance cried sobbing, the woman's eyes to swell due to crying for too long.

His tears flowed more and more as his father's chest was put into the ground that had been dug into a grave. Tama held his wife's shoulder, the man tried to strengthen the wife by continuing to be beside Tari.

The funeral procession is over. The Batara family brought Tari to their residence. Along the way Tari just quietly sobbed, occasionally he stroked his flat stomach.

All day he had not eaten anything, there was no hunger approaching him and also his mouth felt very bitter.

Arriving at home, Dari immediately walked up the stairs with a blank look. Fortunately Aruna was with Mbak Ijah in the room, if not .. of course the boy with a high curiosity will ask why and why his mother cried.

"Ma, Mum. Tama caught up with Dance first." Tama immediately stepped quickly following the wife who had just stepped on one step of the stairs.

"I help," said Tama holding Tari's body that was almost plunged forward.

The woman was silent without a word, she let Tama lift her body. Ears Dance faintly heard the voice of the father who called him.

"Dance ... Dance ...."

And that second also the sound of crying Dance increasingly broke. He did not know if the sounds he heard were real or just hallucinations.

Tama getting increasingly foggy, he accelerated his steps to immediately arrive in the room. The man put his wife's body on the bed slowly.

"I'll get you something to eat, you haven't eaten at all" Tama said

The man caressed his wife's head. Dari was eager to shake his head to refuse. However, he must think about the baby that is in the womb.

"Sir, have you cooked it?" ask Tama at Bik Atik who is also in the kitchen.

"Here, Son Tama. Let Bibik help prepare," bargained Bik Atik.

"Let me, Bik." The man was chuckling to prepare food for his own wife.

He put some side dishes on a plate filled with rice. Tama also poured the soup into a small bowl she had taken in the closet.

Once everything was done, Tama immediately lifted the tray containing the food. He opened the door of his room carefully, and the first thing he saw was Dance curled up on the bed sobbing.

"Dance ... , let's eat," asked Tama.

The man sat on the edge of the bed. He put the tray he brought on the nightstand which was very close to their bed.

Tama's hands cupped the wife's face. The man kissed the wet Dance temple. "I bribe ya, now you sit down first."

Dance neither answered nor refused. Tama took out a plate filled with food and extended a spoonful of rice into the mouth of the Dance.

Not only chewed, stomach Dance feels like being twisted around. The petite woman flicked her thick blanket and ran straight into the bathroom.

Yuck! Yuck!

Tama who followed his wife into the bathroom helped rub the nape of the wife. Dance's hand held on to the rim of the sink, the woman felt nauseous again and next she regained her vomit.

"We go to the hospital!" invite Tama who is sorry to see the wife does not stop vomiting since a mouthful of rice into the mouth of Dance.

Head Dance shook her head. Tama let out her breath, the man rubbed his wife's body to return to bed.

"Do I want to cook another one?" tanya Tama, be afraid if Tari vomits again because of the food that was.

Again, Dari shook her head. "Sop is all," said Tari with a hoarse voice.

Tama took a bowl of soup that he had not touched, the man brought a spoon filled with soup in front of Dance. Tama waited anxiously for Dance's reaction as the woman chewed on a piece of potato slowly.

Tama's sigh of relief was heard, the thing that was feared did not happen. "It seems you catch a cold, let's eat again." The man returned to his wife patiently.

Maybe if at this time not in a state of mourning surely the heart of Dance feels like being infested by thousands of butterflies. However, her father's departure left her unable to feel anything but the pain of loss.

Tama put the empty bowl on the nightstand. He wiped the corner of Dance's lips affected by soup sauce, then gave a glass of water.

Dance back to lay her body, eyes belonging to the woman it was very difficult to open.

Tama faithfully awaits the isri, he hugs the body of the sleeping Dance with a sideways position. The man felt the wife's shoulders tremble.

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