
Aunt Yuni and Aunt Irma were busy in the kitchen, they were making a param for Rania.
for days now Rania's legs are swollen, her face looks pale.
" Eat him how did Yun eat?" asked Aunt Irma to wash the rice, she would cook porridge for Rania.
" Eat budhe.but the portion is reduced, usually like martabak kan budhe, but the mas Dimas here fit mbak Jihan brought martabak, not even in touch budhe blas.. "
obviously mbak Yuni makes aunt Irma more astonished.
" Opo o yo arek envious sakjane mbak (why yes this child actually mbak).." asked aunt Irma worried.
" His mind is budhe, it cannot be relaxed..
a few days ago, Wulan came here after she came home crying more often.."
" Wulans? the Wulan who was once in a match with Aksa?" budhe Irma made sure.
" Religion budhe.. "
" what's he doing here, ma'am? how did you not say?!"
" at first I wanted to say, but when I saw that they were fine, I didn't tell budhe." replied Yuni,
" What does Wulan talk about?" aunt Irma was curious, afraid that Wulan would say something bad to Rania.
" Ndak is very clear, but it seems that Wulan advised and explained something..
I also peeked a little from the side window, if Mbak Wulan hugged Mbak Rania before going home.." .
Aunt Irma fell silent,
" Mosok seh mbak?" tanyanya then still could not believe it,
" mother Wulan with her husband here budhe, but her husband sat on the porch..
handsome ya budhe her husband, white skin..
Iha so long ago why bother mas Aksa continue?" mbak Yuni said.
" Jenenge wong lanang yo ganteng mbak Yun, mosok ayu (his name is male ya ganteng mbak Yun, beautiful time).?!, wes wes... is not finished yet paramnya?"
" It's budhe.." replied mbak Yuni while handing the param that had been moved to a small bowl.
" Stir the porridge yes mbak, I apply param to Rani first" said aunt Irma then moved from the kitchen to Rania's room.
Arriving in the aunt's room opened the curtains covering the window.
" How will the sun come in if the window is not opened.you need fresh air.." the aunt then sat down beside Rania who had laid herself on the bed since morning.
"Cold te.. do not open the window." said Rania lirih, it makes Aunt Irma undo her intention to open the window.
Aunt Irma watched her nephew from top to bottom,
there was a pain that pierced his heart, how could his condition be this sad when he was pregnant.
Aksara and Rania should be together to welcome the birth of their baby, but both of them were even noisy because of the unclear thing, Aunt Irma complained in her heart.
" Seng mbok thinks opo tho nduk (what do you think son)..? how come the day is not healthy even like this?" ask Aunt Irma while caressing Rania's head.
" No te.." replied Rania lirih,
" where possible, usually women if they are pregnant are eating big..".
Aunt Irma raised Rania's negligee up to her knees and slowly applied param on both legs.
" Do you want to be transferred to Makassar?" ask aunt Irma,
" no. I'm just here." replied Rania with a sad expression.
" You didn't miss your husband..?" ask aunt Irma again as if Rania resisted longing, of course.
Rania was silent, she did not answer.
" Let me call your husband?"
" don't you.. ?"
" why??"
" masian mas Aksa is busy if he is a hero wiri, the price of airline tickets is also not cheap. I'm kasian.." replied Rania with sad eyes.
" Nduk.. can't you get married early Aksara also come home often? you've never thought about things like plane tickets or the rush before,
then why are you talking about it now?
nduk..
your husband loves you, he will always work for you." said aunt Irma kalem.
Rania was silent again, not knowing what she was thinking.
Aunt Irma walked out of Rania's room, after being slowly incandescent by aunt Irma, Rania fell asleep.
Aunt Irma walked towards the kitchen, she washed her hands full of param.
" Bandhe? mas Aksa was calling me.." Yuni approached,
" bak Yuni didn't say that Rani's leg was swollen?"
" sampun, I also said that Rani is not healthy.."
" continue?"
" mas Aksa is still no business, has not been able to go home this week, maybe 2 more weeks he said.."
" you know? how about two more weeks?!"
" He said his business was urging budhe..
mas Aksa asked for Rani's help to check and USG.."
aunt Irma fell silent, she was very upset with the condition of her two nephews.
" Yes, later let me call himself he mbak" replied aunt Irma held back.
Aksara touched his chest with a smile, he sighed several times like relief, his heart filled with gratitude to the creator.
Marlino and Farhan were also pleased with the happy-looking expression of his friend.
" Are you happy to leave us?" marlin asked happily but also sadly.
" Not so. someday we will gather again." replied Aksara with a look that turned sad with the word Marlino.
" Aren't we always like this? meet and separate and meet again..? do not say the word as if we will never meet again." continued Aksara.
" Go.. raise your child in Java according to your dreams." said Marlin smiling understand.
Smiling character, though,
" Help me sell my house, huh, han?" pinta Aksara on Farhan,
" leave it to me. You just focus on taking care of your needs and packing your things.." replied Farhan.
" Mumpung still have a few weeks, I also want to sell my furniture.."
" that's it, your house in Java is full of furniture, unless you want to wake up again.."
" No. If the house here has been sold I want to buy land, I want to learn to be a farmer on Han weekend, I've talked to my wife..
maybe we'll grow vegetables and tubers..
in addition to its own consumption, it can also be sold..." Script grimacing,
" remain.the end-earning ends.." grumbled Marlin.
" wahh.." Farhan commented,
" why?"
" you envy me. being able to garden on weekends. growing vegetables and fruit.it hurts me.." Farhan said with a disappointed look, making Aksara and Marlino laugh.
" You can plant onions in a pot, at least your wife will praise you because you make it easy for her in the kitchen." said Marlino.
" Eh Sa.., have you given this happy news to your wife?" ask Marlin, please,
" hasn't.."
" why?? tell him it's him.."
Aksara was silent for a moment,
" don't tell me you're the one changing?" Marlin asked seriously.
" Why don't you tell your wife?" ask Farhan too.
" I want to give him a surprise." replied Aksara looking enthusiastic,
Marlin and Farhan looked,
" Yes, it's up to you, the important thing is that you're okay." said Marlin.
" Kasian actually, I want to go home first..
but there are many things I have to take care of." Aksara replied a little worriedly.
Rania fell asleep all day after the massage of aunt Irma,
he got up and sat down slowly.
Staring at the glass attached to the dresser.
Looking at his own reflection reflected from the glass.
He sees himself as good..
he looks shabby, though,
he who has no panda eyes, has a pretty clear panda eye now.
the scars of his crying are also still clearly visible because his puffy eyes have not fully recovered.
Silence, he took his HP.
The look on his face changed instantly seeing there were some missed calls and chat from Aksara.
- Ran.. are you still angry?
why is my phone still not up?
I'm sorry Ran..
no one beside you when you need me..
- said mbak Yuni you are sick..
- your feet are swollen?
- go to the doctor with aunt Irma,
- he didn't want to go home..
but there's urgent business to be done before I go home..
- I promise after this will always be beside you..
- take care of you and our children..
- Ran's...
don't be angry again,
- I love you..
there is no other woman but you..
are you sleeping Ran?
call me Ran?
- don't be angry again..
- I love you..
Rania read the long Aksara chat..
Silence, he smiled,
there was a warm feeling running through his heart.
I don't know why just by reading the chat it feels so happy.
The emptiness he felt in his heart suddenly filled up,
like a suddenly fully charged battery.
He touched his own cheek that was getting warm from embarrassment,
he can usually behave like a teenager who is missing his lover like this.