
Aswin already had to go back out of town to take care of his work. Muthia let go of her husband with a smile and a prayer. His face always looks shady, the innate so calm and calm, although pregnant Muthia always tried to stay strong, although sometimes spoiled and jealous attitude makes Aswin overwhelmed, But as an adult man who understands the context of marriage, Aswin was so understanding of the change of his wife. And although sometimes with tired bodies and thoughts piled up about work, Aswin still tried to fulfill the will of the wife, in order to maintain the emotions and health of the wife and her future baby.
"I have to leave the city now, I leave the safety of my wife and children to Mas Alek and mas Rofik. If there is anything please let me know immediately. Before I wanted to say thank you and sorry if it was a hassle." Aswin said goodbye to the two soldiers who guarded his home to protect his wife and child with courtesy and charisma, so as to make the two young men high up and down.
"Ready, sir! God willing we will keep the safety of the father's family and protect the father's family as much as we can." said Rofik firmly and seriously asserted by Alek who smiled and nodded for sure. Aswin was relieved, though still harboring anxiety. But as a believer, Aswin knew life and death were his destiny. Aswin only tried to protect and take care of his family well, and can not be separated with a prayer that is always offered.
"Thank you very much" replied Aswin and patted Alek and Rofik alternately on the shoulder, then continued on towards his car.
While Muthia drove up to the terrace, because Aswin forbade him too tired. Before entering his car, Aswin turned back to Muthia and Yusuf who were still looking at him longingly, Aswin waved his hand, and said his greetings and entered the car and put it slowly until it disappeared from view.
"I go inside first yes, if necessary anything no need to hesitate, say the same mbok Narti only. Asalamualaikum." said Muthia was friendly and calm, even the terror aimed at her did not affect her mentally in the slightest, despite having been in the trough of anxiety and fear. But Muthia remembered the power of HER Lord and returned to surrender fate to Robb the owner of life, while continuing to pray and ask for HIS forgiveness and protection. Even when Aswin was heavy when he was about to leave for work, with full of confidence and patience, Muthia convinced her husband not to worry too much about what had not happened, because whatever happened, what happened, all are on his permission. That was why Aswin became a little calm with his departure. Because his wife understands the context of destiny in her life.
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Sandra had been waiting two days for news from Aswin and Muthia, but there had been no news of Muthia's miscarriage as Sandra thought. Panicked, upset and impatient. Finally Sandra chose to contact Muthia first, by asking Muthia news as her base chat to vent her curiosity.
"Asalamualaikum." said Sandra to open the conversation.
"Waalaikumsallm, how's Sandra's tea?" muthia said at the end there, leaning on the soft sofa on the back porch of her house, Muthia happened to be not feeling well, from morning, feeling nauseous and dizzy so that it made her a little weak.
"Thank God, how is Muthia? healthy?". Reply Sandra impatiently waiting for an answer from her honeymoon sister.
"For this less healthy tea, still limp. It's sleeping on the back porch." said Muthia unsuspecting and telling the truth about her current state.
"Why? Dede's got a healthy stomach, right? Hopefully nothing happens, because from last night the thought continues, so this phone wants to make sure that my feelings are not right." Sandra replies fishing and hopes Muthia answers honestly about her miscarriage.
"Alhamdulillah, tea! We're fine, it's just not healthy, maybe soy sauce. Just need a lot of rest, God willing later also soon healthy." Muthia answered honestly for who she was and made Sandra growl upset, feeling deceived by her errand man who told her about Muthia's miscarriage.
"Oh, thank you then mah. Then continue the rest, Asalamualaikum." Sandra stopped angry and immediately hung up the phone unilaterally, making Muthia squinted her eyes, astonished by Sandra's change which Muthia said was strange.
"Mom Muthia tired?" when Narti appeared with Joseph in his trunk, Joseph just woke up from his nap and looked for the whereabouts of his mother.
"Oh mbok Narti. Yes, mbok, a little.
Is joseph awake, son? Here's the same mother!" Yussuf descended from his sling mbok Narti and moved in the lap of his spoiled mother.
"Be careful, get Dede the baby." mbok Narti reminded and came to sit not far from Muthia.
"Gak papa mbok, Yusuf is the son of a pinter, want to be the sister of this champion mother." Muthia kissed her son's cheeks, and was greeted by the child's cheerful laughter.
After being content to joke with his mother, Yusuf got down from Muthia's lap and started playing with his car in the backyard.
"Here Ma'am, while watching Joseph, mbok incandescent legs, so not pegel, pregnant people must be tired easily." mbok Narti offered to massage Muthia's legs that look a little swollen.
"No need to mbok, mbok Narti just rest. This made the break also healed!" muthia retorted and did not want to make her maid hassles because of her. Part of the age of mbok Narti is also not young anymore, although mbok Narti is still very dexterous in work affairs.
"No papa, Mom. I was just happy and not tired really, just a minute mbok get the massage oil first." said mbok Narti firmly and rushed inside to take the massage oil.
Narti painstakingly massaged Muthia's legs, Muthia actually hesitated, but mbok Narti continued to insist and said that Iklas and happy to do that because he remembered his daughter who wandered with her husband outside Java.
"Already mbok, Alhamdulillah have done this. Thanks to you mbok!"
Muthia Asks Narti to stop the massage, Muthia says honestly that her legs really feel better and lighter.
"Owh yes mbok, the material in the refrigerator seems to have thinned. Mbok Narti shopping yes, ask for the company of Alek or mas Rofik. Just buy them cigarettes and snacks." Muthia asked Narti to go shopping and be accompanied by one of the soldiers guarding her home.
Without them knowing, Sandra's men have started to lurk Muthia not far from her house by disguising as a meatball seller in front of the complex. But the instincts of the soldiers Alek and Rofik are so sharp, so it is easy to smell their movements, but still calm as if they do not know but have set a good strategy with his superiors, Amir.