
"Honey, Mommy comes home for a while, please listen to my son, Mommy will undergo treatment in Singapore, and Mommy does not know it until how long. Before Mother leaves later in the afternoon, Mother has to leave you with someone. Today are you willing to appease your dear Mother by marrying Bhishma?"
For a few seconds, when silent, his brain suddenly filled to think and his tongue mumbled just to mutter the words. Really, if there is another option for him, if he does not want to be faced in a situation that he cannot even afford to choose.
"Why not wait for Mommy to recover, Bun?" tanyanya is still jaded. If still traumatized by the name of marriage and of course the man. To be his wife is hard, although in series, it means that the man will be more free to roam around him.
"Give If the reason Bun, why Mother is so sure and immediately agree when someone who has made destruction in my life even Mother easily agree?"
"Because a mother's instincts are never wrong, Son, Mother can see her sincerity, Mother can feel calm to leave also after you have a husband," he replied confidently.
"If Mommy is as sure as this, When will do it as long as Mommy can be healthy quickly. We can get together again," he said made as loud as possible. Mother is sick and if of course you have to take care of her heart and feelings.
Because the time is so short, the minute also Mother invites someone to decorate Bila. Although in the mind when reluctant, but for the sake of seeing the happy smile of someone who has given birth to him smile back, If only able to surrender MUA it makeup him.
His heart was quite agitated, as if the unreasonable feeling was always voicing his agitation.
O Allah .. If this is good, please lead me, strengthen me to accept every test You give. I give up all my life, Rabbi.
Sincere prayers of kindness When spoken in the heart when Bhishma very smoothly vows to bind him. In less than twenty-four hours, Nabila Maharani was legally the wife of Bisma maulana Ikhsan kamil. It's like a dream, but that's the truth. No fancy parties, all done quite simply and also counted fast. Only attended by nuclear families from both sides, local RT, closest neighbors, and an ustadz complete with witness.
The woman greeted stiffly, as Bhishma stretched out her hand asking to be grabbed, and with a heavy welcome to her husband's helping hand to kiss the back of his hand with reverence. As a sign of their marriage. Those wiggly eyes were closed. The drizzle of the twenty-three-year-old woman's heart grew even more noticeable as the warm sweep of the man's lips came to his forehead.
One kiss that lasted quite a long time, Bhishma who was so relieved and haru, without feeling the neutrality condensed. Not that the man was whiny, but what it felt when it made the man's heart feel pain. Love should be beautiful, not a wound that he inflicts for someone he loves.
When he hugged his mother, the clear melt was powerless he could stand anymore. The cry broke out in the lap of the Mother as she pleaded for the blessing of kindness for herself and her life.
"Thank you, you've become a devoted child. Mommy can treat calmly," he said while stroking his daughter's shoulder with affection. When busy controlling his heart, the woman just nodded to relieve both parents.
"Bisma, please take care when, son. Mommy is sure you are a person who can be trusted for everything," said Mommy so sure.
"Definitely Bun, Bhishma will do her best, Bhishma will take care of Bila with all her heart and soul. Mother quickly recovered yes, we are all waiting for the return of Mother immediately," said the man gathered and asked for blessing for the continuity of his household.
A brief review has been given. A smile was adorning his deathly face. Both parents also accompanied Bisma to the airport. This separation is painful and gives hope.
"If you wait for Mother here, If you please, Mother must be strong, Mother will accompany the child When playing 'right later?" said sendu.
"Titip Mommy, Dad. Be careful on the road" he said.
It was all like a dream, so quickly it passed. The reality is there, when it has a different status back.
"If you don't have to stay at Mama's house, baby, if you don't have a friend, Mama doesn't calm down, son."
"Thank you, Ma. If it will be fine, Pastri will soon return from the village. Mama don't worry" replied When it's quiet enough.
If it is not possible to agree with the wishes of his in-laws, even though his intentions are very good, but it will be very tiring to be sweet, or rather pretend to be happy for things that he does not feel at all.
"If you change your mind, Mommy will definitely be happier, but if you are comfortable staying here, Mama hopes that If it is always okay. Mama came home first baby," said Mama Mita. When you nod with a smile.
"Dearly, dear, Mama is sure you are a person who is good at putting yourself." Mama and Papa patted her son's shoulders, a small piece of marriage advice she was humming to her son who was just about to start the household ark.
The house was quiet again, remaining Bila and also Bhishma. If you realize that, immediately leave Bhishma and go to his room. The woman herself was suddenly confused, to address her new husband.
The creaking of the open door focused the woman's net. He gasped as Bhishma approached him, spontaneously standing and moving away.
"Don't get too close, bus. I'm not comfortable," she said honestly. Bisma shook her head, highlighting the gentle woman who had been his rightful wife. Eager to grab that body, and carry it into his arms, yet he had no courage for it. Just sitting next to him, when he had already clearly refused.
"You sleep in the other room, I can't rest in peace if you're in the same room."
"If you can hate me, but please let me take care of you. I'll sleep on the couch, I promise I won't get too close." Bisma tried to convince. One room with the bisma made the woman fidget unusually. All night, he could not sleep to rest his body.
"Sleep When, everything will be fine," the man said before he visited the dream. If the one lying on his back to the sofa, quite clearly heard, but he did not answer. Whether at what time the woman fell asleep, which was clear when she opened her eyes, she felt the blanket on her body so neatly wrapped herself.
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