Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Bonchap: Keyword

Not everything that is wanted in this world has to be realized. Take Gantari for example. Though this morning he was eager to continue sleeping after dawn prayers, but Nevan instead pushed him into the backyard.

"I'm sleepy, Mom."

Nevan shook his head firmly. He's been seeing a gynecologist and sleeping in the morning is not a good habit. Especially the content of Gantari that has entered the third trimester.

"Must move a lot, honey."

"I never sleep while on the brakes" said Gantari, then removed the caping that had been forced by Nevan to his head. Making Nevan secretly agree Gantari's statement.

Once again Nevan shook her head, trying to avoid the wife's ngeles mode. In anticipation of Gantari escaping, Nevan moves forward. Then, grabbing the caping and putting it back on Gantari's head, ignoring the wife's heartbreaking gaze.

"I've bought strawberry seedlings, tomatoes, ca ...."

"Do you really want to be a farmer?" cut Gantari with a fierce look.

"It's not farmers, honey, it's gardening. We garden with fun."

"Fun what?" gantari's gaze turned horrified. "Why do you keep doing it?"

"I'm .. I'm not pregnant."

"Dion!"

"Haha."

***

In the end, the husband is destined to give up a lot. The caping that Nevan bought at the traditional market yesterday afternoon, has now perched on his own head. His right hand was scratching the ground with a sickle, while his left hand was holding a pot that had to be filled with soil.

A gantari? Gantari was sitting by drinking avocado juice in the folding chair that Bi Murni had brought just now.

"That's the root of the banished, dong, Mas."

Nevan turned, then glanced sharply at Gantari. He bit his lower lip furiously, but then continued to clean the potted soil from the remnants of the roots that Gantari referred to.

Gantari giggled, then got off her folding chair and took off her sandals. Then, slowly sit next to Nevan and make the sandal as a seat.

"Drink first." Gantari brought her avocado juice closer to Nevan's lips which were immediately slurped without pause with a pouty look. Until making Gantari pinch Nevan's cheek anxious.

He put his empty glass on a folding chair, then put gloves. Then, pull the pot that is already filled with soil. Now it's his turn to action.

Gantari tore the pollybag with a cutter, then moved the strawberry seedlings into the pot. There was no awkward gesture when Gantari did that. Gardening has become a routine with his father and mother when he was a child.

Nevan looked at him in amazement, then proceeded to scratch the ground to fill the pot with a smoldering spirit. This is how it is.

***

Tonight Gantari linger in front of the mirror while twirling the body. Nevan was sitting on her feet on the bed with an open book in her hand. Reading glasses have even been perched on his nose, a sign he is serious. However, his focus was interrupted whenever he heard Gantari sighing heavily.

"I'm fat, right, Mas?"

Nevan's forehead creased, then slowly closed the book in her hand.

"No. Says who?"

"The mirror word."

Nevan almost chuckled, but he held it off because usually weight problems are serious problems for women. He made a sound when Gantari again turned her body in front of the mirror.

"No, Honey. You're not fat."

Nevan's warm smile instantly froze as Gantari looked at her coldly. "I trust the scales more than you, btw."

Checkmate! Nevan clenched her lips tightly. So what did Gantari ask him for?

Patience, Nevan! Patience. Remember, women are always right.

Nevan placed the book now in his lap on the nightstand, then moved from there. He approached Gantari and hugged her from behind.

He put his chin to Gantari's left shoulder, then gently rubbed his wife's stomach that seemed to be growing.

"Regardless, right, if your weight goes up? That's a sign that he is getting healthier in there," he said gently and Nevan's speech successfully softened Gantari's heart.

"But you're not ashamed to have an ugly wife?"

Hearing Gantari's question this time made Nevan a little surprised. He slowly turned Gantari's body so that their eyes could look at him.

"ugly? Embarrassed?" Nevan raised her eyebrows next to her, then continued, "Is our relationship still at such a trifling stage, Dihyan?"

Gantari did not answer. He just lowered his head and chose to look at his own stomach. These few days he felt worried and insecure. Later, he gets scared that Nevan will turn away from him.

Seeing Gantari unwilling to return her gaze, Nevan held Gantari's chin, then brought their faces closer together. Then, quickly kissed Gantari's lips and softly said, "Unfortunately I'm onto you that's no joke."

Gantari who looked surprised got a lightning strike, slowly began to return Nevan's gaze. Highlight those eyes looked so soft and warm as they continued,

"Love I'm just locked in you."

He sighed softly, then gently rubbed the top of Gantari's head before continuing again. "And ... Our children will be the other keys that make me unable to escape from you."

A drop of Gantari's tears slowly rolled down her cheek. However, it was not tears of sadness, but tears of happiness because a smile came along with the escape of these tears.

Gantari lets herself snuggle into Nevan's arms. Then, he drowned his face in the chest of the prospective papa field.

Whatever destiny will carve out what kind of story, the obvious present must still be enjoyed. Gantari turned her face to Nevan, then whispered, "Thank you for the caretaker."