Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda
Cell phones
It has been 3 days since the departure of Tari's father. The woman still cried a lot, even when Raihan and Nadia came she could only reply to the words of her two best friends with a blink of an eye.
Dari answered only with long words when she was with Una. The woman often feels dizzy lately, maybe because of crying too long. Thought that little lady.
"Eat already?" ask Tama.
The man took off the shirt he was wearing, then placed it on a single sofa that was in their room.
Dance buzzed her head, she answered him with a nod. Sighing, his wife still did not want to talk.
The strong man sat himself on the side of the bed. His hand held both hands of the wife who was on a thick blanket.
"Dad must be sad to see you like this, I'm afraid you're sick." One hand Tama moved to the wife's cheek, she rubbed the soft cheek with her thumb.
"Hiks ... Tari—Tari don't want to make dad sad." The woman's cry broke instantly.
Tama immediately pulled the wife into his arms. Dance sobbed on the chest of the husband who faithfully chanted the phrase 'there I am here'.
"You've been looking pale lately, vomiting a lot too. We're going to the hospital ... ," bargain with the wife.
Dance slightly flinched, the woman unraveled her embrace from Tama. "No, dance is okay."
Tama's hands stretched out to cupping his wife's face, the man stared in the wife's beautiful eyeballs that looked flushed.
"You sure?" tanya Tama with locking the gaze of the wife.
"Yeah. Dari just want to go to my father's house now," said Tari slowly.
"It's late tomorrow, okay?" jeruk Tama's.
The head of Tari shook his head, he was eager to go to his father's house which is now occupied by Ardi.
The petite woman entrusted the house and photocopy of the late father to be held by a man who had been considered like his own brother.
At first Ardi had refused because he felt he was not entitled, but because the face of Tari who was covered in tears was begging Ardi to accept it, so the man agreed. But with the record he just wants to manage and keep, does not want to have it because the man feels Dance is entitled to it.
"All right, I'm gonna take a shower for a second. Wait here yes," said Tama.
The man quickly stood up and rubbed the top of the wife's head before entering the bathroom.
Dari looked at Tama who had just left. A few minutes passed, there was a smell of mint that came out as Tama came out with wet hair because of shampooing.
"I'll put on clothes first. Let me be alone, you just sit here." Tama immediately restrained the movement of his wife who was preparing to stand to prepare her clothes.
Dance silently according, she waited for the husband who was dressed. Until Tama's voice called her name.
"I'm ready, you want to change your clothes?"
Head of Dance shook her head, Tama immediately took Tari's hand to go down.
"Where are you going, Tam?" asked Papa Adam who was sitting in the middle room.
"You to rumah—" Tama continued her speech through moving eyes that glanced towards Tari.
The understanding Papa Adam no longer asked much. The middle-aged man ended his brief dialogue with the phrase 'carefully on the road'.
Tama and Tari boarded a car that this time Tama did not control his own iron horse, but took Pak Jaka as a driver.
The man intended that he could sit in the middle with Dance. The whole journey was filled with silence. Tama continued to hold his wife's hand and occasionally stroked the surface of Tari's arm.
The petite woman's head rested on her husband's shoulders. Mr. Jaka who was driving just focused on the road he went through.
Their iron horse arrived in front of a photocopy belonging to Pak Wahyu that was still unopened. Tama and Tari came down together, the eyes of the woman who was being embraced by her husband looked teary.
Tama called out Ardi's name, and at that moment there was a voice coming from within.
"Dek Dance, come on in!" Ardi allowed the two men to enter.
When she entered, Tari was still able to inhale the scent of her father's wind oil. As much as she could, she held back her tears from spilling, but all in vain once she set foot in the tv room.
Where he used to spend time with his father. The long chair he was sitting in today was where his father used to wash his hair when he wanted to go to school.
Hicks ....
Tama takes a position next to his wife as Ardi begins to approach. The man rubbed his wife's back. Ardi can only pray for Dance so that the woman is given fortitude and sincerity for the passing of Mr. Revelation.
"Bang Ardi ...." Dance called out to Ardi who was standing before her.
"Yes Dek Tari" said Ardi quickly.
"Dance to pick up the album that's in dad's room, can you please get it?" dance with wet eyes.
"One deck, you get it." Ardi immediately took what Tari wanted.
Tama wiped the clear hairs that washed his wife's face with her palm.
"Here, Deck!" Ardi held out a photo album that was in his hand.
Dari received a speech from Ardi, the woman hugged the album in her hand with full of feelings.
"Sister, dance back home yes. Thank you for helping dance." The woman stood up slowly, helped by Tama who was ready to be by her side.
Just as the couple stepped up, Ardi's voice stopped them first.
"Dance, someone wants you to love me, just wait a minute." Ardi walked into his room with a small run.
The man thrust an expensive cell phone in front of Tari. "This Brother can when sorted out earlier, emm maybe this has the late Pak Wahyu—," said Ardi with a small voice at the end.
Tama noticed the cell phone that had changed hands to his wife. Dance saw the sophisticated object she was holding, the woman felt unfamiliar with the gold-colored cell phone.
"When did you have a phone like this?" chirps Dance with her hoarse voice.
"Maybe just bought it, Dance. You see, when viewed from the casing is still very smooth. Brother no opening the phone is afraid presumptuous."
Head of Dance nodded, although she still could not believe if her father bought a phone this expensive.
Tama and Tari got into the car to get back home. The woman sat down with her husband.
"What's it say?" tanya Tama who started kepo.
The dance that had just turned on the phone that was in her hand simply replied by sniffing her shoulders.
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