Pursuing the Love of Siti

122. Snuggle

"Please go, if it makes you happy, go! just one step you go means you're ready to lose me and our son. I think you're the man in charge.

It wasn't."

Tiara stood at the door of her room. His hands were like a servant asking people to go through the door.

"Ti." Inspiration was shocked to see Tiara's reaction.

"Why, Ham? You expect me to hold you back again? Make what? You are the one who insists on leaving. So I give you space to get out of the room."

Inspiration fell silent, it was true what his wife said. His attitude was to provoke Tiara, whether his wife kept her restraint as usual. Tiara brushed off her husband's hand which began to persuade her again.

"I'm tired of this kind of life. Fighting continues to improve, you even made it down with your prank. Now what do you want! Whining like a child threatened to stop in order to ask to be persuaded. You're a man, mas." Tiara pointed at her husband's chest.

Inspiration embraced his wife with affection. Again Tiara took off her husband's embrace, her feelings were still uncertain. His heart was wounded because it felt played with.

"Ti."

"Why since I've been pregnant you're getting away, mas. You are busy with your work until you forget to go home. Are you more focused on work, while I? Live like a bird in a cage. Sometimes I want a refreshing, mas. But I held back for your blessing."

"Burung just flew not to forget to go home, still remember the same wife's child."

"Sorry, I'm just running a professional job. You know for yourself now that it's an emergency. Please understand me, dear." Inspiration's two hands covered Tiara's face. The face that had been lowered was now raised.

Tiara refused to look at Ilham's face. She realized the weakness of her husband's lethargy, which made her easier to manage. Slowly he let go of the hand of Inspiration. His feet stepped towards the bed. For him to fall into solace medicine.

"Look at my eyes, ti. Am I that bad in your eyes? from the beginning we have until now whether your stigma for me is still the same. Okay, I might have been obsessed with Gita. Not an obsession but because I used to want to protect Gita, used to always be there for her, until she was married that's all. Not that I still love Gita." Bela Ilham's.

To him until now his wife still envies Gita. Even though the Gita is dead.

"We're not talking about the Gita, mas. We are currently talking about you who have never been sensitive to my feelings. You're the one who never tried to convince papa that you're the son-in-law he can be proud of."

"Ti, I'm asking now? who often cuddle home to whose parents, me or you? So if Papa Adolf suddenly enters our household, it's because you started it first. Not me, ti. You see mama mila or papa pramono, never did they interfere in our household. Don't you!

Now you continue to blame me. Say it is not sensitive. What do you want?"

Inspiration was dizzy to see the attitude of his wife who always involved his parents. He never complained about his family to his mom and dad.

Ilham prostrated himself before his wife, held her hand and raised her head. Staring at the woman who was currently filling the recesses of his heart.

"Ti, I'm not a perfect husband. But you made me perfect. Me, you and our son.

I'm not the husband who always gives romantic things in your life. But you're the one who made our lives romantic."

Inspiration lifted his body again. Standing in front of his wife. Tiara's face began to get wet when she heard her husband's words. Actually he began to be intrigued by the words of Inspiration, but the great prestige was more powerful.

Tok

"Ti.ham.yuk dinner. Mama's been cooking special for you." call Mama Fatimah from outside the room.

Tiara came out of the room without caring about her husband. Inspiration tries to tempt the wife. Even though he knew Tiara's reaction was still tight on him.

"What do you want to eat?"

Dugh!

"You need fried chicken, son. Uenaaakk, son. Especially if the oma is cooking. Nyaaaam!" Ilham ate fried chicken while stroking his wife's stomach.

Dugh!

"Tuh, which is. Your child likes the same fried chicken omanya. Later if you have helped mama in the kitchen. Do not know if your mother who cooks must be good from the oma."

Dugh!

Inspiration took many side dishes into his wife's plate. Tiara was shocked by the pile of side dishes on the plate.

"How can I spend this much, mas? My stomach is a garbage can."

"Uda eat first. If you're full I'm the abisin." Answer the inspiration to feed the rice to his wife's mouth.

"Where's mom, ma?"

"Your mother went to Jihan's house. He said Jihan's getting married today."

Tiara and Ilham looked at each other. They were shocked when they heard that Jihan was getting married.

Mama Fatimah put her shoulder up.

Hueeeekkkk ...

Tiara ran to the wastapel near the kitchen. With sprightly Ilham kneeling the back of his wife. But take Tiara.

"Ma, I'm sleepy. I'm back in the room first." Pamit Tiara left her husband still confused by his wife's attitude.

"Ham, you eat first, son. Mama saw you haven't eaten before."

"Yes, ma." Inspiration sat at the dinner table spending the rest of his wife's meal.

"This is mama again. Mom's mother's time eating leftover rice." Mama gave complete rice to her daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, ma."

Clique

In Ilham and Tiara's room is still in a cold war. Ilham tried to get close to his wife but was still questioned.

"Why not go! It was very insistent to stop by." Tiara's nag behind the blanket.

"Dear." Inspiration was already beside Tiara, hugging like a bolster.

There is no lawfulness. Her hand violently let go of her husband's embrace.

"You're still angry with me, that is." Bujuk Ilham's.

There was no response from Tiara. Inspiration to turn. The two of them were silent in the silence of the night.

"Ti"

"Hmmm"

"I miss you. Kangen spoiled you. If in the hospital I always think what you are doing, what else. I used to imagine our son seeing the kids who were being cared for there."

No response from his wife. Ilham was sure that his wife was asleep. His body hugged his wife.

The cup!

"Good sleep, baby. Dream of me, yes."

Clique

Inspiration immediately woke up when Adzan reverberated. Half-sleepy he walked into the bathroom to ablaze.

His face looked fresher than when he woke up. Ilham let his wife rest because she was already ablaze. After the dawn prayer, Ilham folded the prayer mat and replaced the sarong with his sleeping pants.

"Honey, wake up morning prayers. Ntar keburu lam." Inspiration shook the blanket patterned red roses.

There is no lawfulness.

His feet are going to the bed. Again trying to wake the wife up for dawn prayers. There is still no lawfulness. Inspiration to open the blanket turned out there was only a pillow and a roll.

"Where's he?"

Inspiration to find Tiara from the bathroom to the kitchen. However, he did not find the whereabouts of his wife.

"Ham, you're awake." Mama Fatimah

"Already, ma. I've been nyari siti, where are you?"

"Oh, city. Before dawn, siti whined to ask papa temenin he way to monas. At first, I told the bodyguard between siti. But it turns out he insisted on asking his papa nganterin, like he was craving, ham. You see papa was dizzy with the request of siti."

Inspiration frowned at her "Request?"

"Yes, ham. He said he wanted to walk to the monas and not wear sandals."

Ilham immediately gulped down the orange juice prepared by his mother-in-law.

"Ma, Inspiration first, yes. Lady to monas."