Red Noctah
The Part 84
The man immediately held Razik intending to leave his son because he had to look for his wife who had to go somewhere. Anxious, of course, the shadow left behind when it returns is the scourge that scares her most for her life. Yesterday was a nightmare, which he will never repeat again. Hope everything is okay for the survival of the household.
"Lho, Mas Razik is the same Den Bisma?" Lastri who just came out of the main door was relieved and did not become a ngrundel because it did not have to be hot riding ojek to pick up the grandson of his employer.
"Bik Lastri, tipped Razik bentar Bik, I want to find If, you have seen? Is he here?" tanyanya is impatient.
"Owh .. non When he's in his room. Not feeling well, so tell me to pick up Razik earlier. Looks like his eyes are out crying until it's so swollen, is marahan huh Den?" guess the origin of nyeplos with a level of kekebaran haqiqi.
"When is it here? Thank goodness that I was here, I was almost frustrated that I was anxious to think about it," Bhishma replied instantly lightning bolted to the top floor.
With a quick movement the man pushed the door of the room, impatiently wanting to see his wife's state there. Relieved enough to find half his soul half lying on his bed, despite the many pressing questions in his brain asking for an explanation, he tried to refrain from suppressing it. The man approached the bed, greeting gently the gloomy-looking person. True said Bik Lastri, when the eyes look moist and red, it is certain that his heart adoration had just cried.
"Darling, what's wrong with you?" bisma asked directly. Carrying the body when that is just silent in the arms.
"Astaghfirullah ... Mas, you're ngagetin," declined When she brushed off her husband's embrace. The man was confused to see if the one who did not want to be touched, even moved to give distance.
"Have come home, Mas" replied without answering, ignoring the embrace with teary eyes.
"Why? Why crying? What's the matter, baby," he's impatient.
If not immediately answer, but he even moved a little away.
"Honey it's me, why is it so scared, I'm worried about you" he said bitterly.
Dropped his body by resting on both knees on the floor edge of the bed while eroding the distance. His heart again tormented if only close to him rejected. His mind immediately wandered along because his wife relapsed, this certainly could not be allowed or will get worse.
"Darling, I just want to hug you, please believe and don't be afraid." Bhishma stretched out his hand to ask his wife to come closer with pleading eyes.
tighten hugs. There is always pain in his heart every time he sees the person he loves shed tears. I don't know what it's about, but Bhishma's heart was hurt to see his wife look sad.
The man cradled with affection, kissing his hijab-obstructed crown. Channeling his comfort to then hold closer and tighter, unceasingly kissing the soft top of his head.
The experience of being abandoned by someone he loved so much after a heartbreaking incident. Being traumatic for the victim. Of course if you do not want to repeat his life like the past. This morning's event was enough to make the woman shocked again.
Luckily nothing bad happened further, but the woman was still afraid. Failing to marry twice, although eventually rededited remains a black note in his household nipper. Just yesterday the big test greeted, hopefully in the future hope to pass together without any major obstacles that threaten.
"Razik did I pick you up because the school called me?" bisma was a little disappointed. In this case, if considered teledor because for hours not giving messages or news if you pick up late. The consequences are certainly dangerous for their son, amid the world's rampant evil. Fortunately Razik did not walk out of the building, and fortunately his teacher's mother was still waiting or accompanying him until the man came to pick him up.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I forgot so bad. I also forgot not to bring a cell phone here," he mused.
"Yes not pa-pa, next time do not repeat again, if there is anything with our child how? We ourselves are losing. Yes, let's go home for a break, I've decided not to go back to the office and accompany you all day at home."
"I don't want to go home, I want to stay here only Mas, I'm more comfortable here," declined If quickly. Bisma mendes@h Long heard it. The man relented with a heavy heart, he will find out the cause later after the state of his wife is stable. It is clear that the look on his face is not okay, maybe after a relaxed atmosphere later Bisma will invite a conversation back.
"It's not pa-pa if you want to be here first. I went home for a while to change clothes and take a shower. What do you want to nitip?" hold it while stroking gently. When shook his head quickly with a gloomy face, of course, it makes Bisma anxious herself.
"Want your spit here again, just me, Mas. Don't go home for long" he said honestly. Being in the arms of his body made his heart calm. Bisma smiled hearing that.
"Well baby, just a minute, hold the shade maybe I won't be long just an hour from now" said the man inching from his bed. It looks like the woman is a manyun, makes the man come back and can't bear to not touch the reward field for him.
The man approached again, then, immediately hit a little aggressive by giving a little lum@tan tempestuous. Before finally returning to give distance because the vibration of the phone in his pants pocket is on. A call from his best friend came in disrupting their sacred activity.
"Who?" tanya When peeking for the sake of seeing Bisma who only pay attention to the screen of her phone without interest raised. Then look at each other as if asking for his opinion or permission through the look in his eyes.
