Red Noctah
The Part 41
When flinching, did not dare to respond to Hanum's question. More afraid of misrepresenting his opinion.
"When! How to daydream?" reprimand Hanum thaws.
"What the hell was that thinking, Ustadz? Seems like you're familiar with it?" the accusation is on target.
"Obviously, we happen to know" replied If honest.
"When, how is your relationship with Sis Gema, means you often meet Bisma dong?" Hanum really is kepo.
"Eyeah? He's just an unfinished story sheet, but I had to close it and I'll never open it again. Maybe me and Mas Gema aren't a match."
"You mean, you're now single parents?" ask Sinta in disbelief.
"Yes, I'm single and I happy. I feel relieved when I'm not attached to anyone. More comfortable and quiet," replied When presenting his current heart treatise.
"Since when did you split, but .. as far as I know, yes, we will cepet move on if there is a change," said Hanum spirit.
"Maybe, everyone has a powerful way to treat their own disappointment and heartache. That inner calm is hard to find, it only exists in lucky people, and I wish I was one of those lucky people."
All three were involved in a pretty good conversation. They separated at their homes. Until the taxi took Nabila in place. The woman had just come down, the drizzle still engulfing the city. He was going to run right away after making the payment. Never thought an umbrella would hit his head. Who else is he, he's the father of his son.
When looking at the man who was highlighting him shady.
"Next time bring an umbrella, it's rainy season" said the man fondled the woman.
"Have you arrived before?" tanyanya basa.
"My old lady here, it's cold but okay?"
"Well? Rain toy?" his question was suddenly strange.
"Wait for you, miss Razik. Why didn't you tell me Razik was sick?"
"No story yet, my feet pegel, we want to stand rich gini continue until when? If you miss Razik, just go in."
"When?" Their eyes were intertwined in silence. Their distance is very close, one umbrella for the two with rain spots that seem to be the background of their story.
"Hmm, why?" he replied bowed down, unable to return that gaze that was deepening.
Long enough both of them were silent, until the sound of lightning struck just like that. When shocked, spontaneously scream while hugging the man. Reflexes, her body languishing without distance, the woman was terrified.
"If you're not pa-pa? Relax, am I here?" said soothing. His hand returned the embrace so tightly.
When when it comes to being aware of its inattentive actions. The woman immediately took off her hand. When he wanted to separate, but the man held him back.
The body trembled, both of them wet with raindrops. Watered the heart of that man who was so thirsty. There was a trembling cry in the heart of the man. Yes, loving yourself is a pain, but his heart tries to be airy, sincere to let go so that the woman is happy.
When silent, leave his body in a puddle. Without replying, more to the gamang link his current feelings. Bhishma took off the hug just like that, the man left Bila who was still silent by himself.
Pastri's brother was moved to bring a towel for his employer. Art was quick to make warm tea for him, as well as preparing warm water for his master.
"Why rain toys, Non When rich kids only?" laluh Lastri.
That night, if you don't stop sneezing. The woman suddenly had a fever and chills, perhaps the effect of the rain became a cold. Or some other effect, it could be. All day the woman locked herself in the room, the flu that hit her body made the woman lazy to move.
"Non, outside is Den Bisma, would you like to take Razik?"
"Hmm, huh Ma'am, not pa-pa?" answer When you immediately agree. The condition of his body is not Vit, afraid of being contagious on Razik, last night when choosing to sleep not close together.
"Where are you, Bik? May I take Razik's way, '" he said, asking for certainty.
"May Den, Non When sick, yesterday the rain toy, the night immediately fever, the day did not go out of the room," reported Lastri with one breath.
"What's? It hurt?" Bisma held Razik and immediately ran to her room. The woman was sleeping when Bhishma came to visit.
"The body, it's so hot Bik?" Bhishma put the back of her hand on the woman's forehead.
"Sir, please carry Razik for a while, just bring play in the backyard not far away," exclaimed the man suddenly anxious and busy himself.
The bisma quickly took the container, filled it with water and carried it to the room. The man painstakingly compressed his ex-wife.
"Bisma, are you here?" tanya When gasping, reflexes open her eyes when a small towel sticks to her forehead.
"I'm sorry, because yesterday you had a fever" he said feeling guilty.
"Maybe it is being reduced my sin, by pain. No need to apologize, I just need to rest. Said he wanted to take Razik?"
"You're sick, let's go to the doctor, okay?" Bisma looks so worried.
"Where are you going? How lonely?"
"Condition" the woman replied softly. Both parents are not at home. They're on a visit to his brother's wedding out of town.
"Where are you going?" bisma asked confusedly, as the woman got up from the bed.
"Bathroom, I'm nauseous" he replied with a limp body and a slightly dizzy head.
