Sharing Love: Loving Myself And Herself

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A few days ago when Khanza expressed his desire to return to the village, Abizar asked Farah for an opinion.

"As much as possible, Khanza will be able to forget all the problems that exist" said Farah.

"But, what about the fetus in her womb, doesn't it matter?"

"The age of the content is strong, Mas. So there is no problem, but for more details try to take him to the hospital. Check the content, ask for the opinion of the doctor, if the Doctor allows no harm in accompanying him to the village. He hasn't seen his grandparents in a long time" Farah said.

"alright. If you think it's good for Khanza, while it doesn't matter to the fetus."

"Finely in her pregnancy, we made her feel good. All of that has a good impact on the baby in the womb," said Farah who knows a lot about pregnant women.

"I will take him to check the contents first" said Abizar.

"Mas should also buy some parcels for his family in the village" Farah suggested.

Abizar took out his card and gave it to Farah.

"That problem, please take care of everything, buy whatever you think will make them happy" Abizar said, handing over everything to Farah.

Farah bought some souvenirs for the Khanza family and only gave them when Khanza and Abizar were about to leave.

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In Khanza's room, in the village. 

Khanza and all turned their backs when Khanza opened the suitcase, there were many mobile phone boxes and the most surprising there were several jewelry boxes.

"What is in it is really jewelry and mobile phones or just the box," said one of Aunt Khanza.

They all looked at each other then looked at Khanza, without them knowing if Khanza also felt the same way. He was also surprised by what he saw. However, he was sure if it was really a cell phone and jewelry is not just a box.

No one dared to take it until Khanza slowly took out a jewelry box and opened it, all trying to swallow his saliva when he saw the sparkle of the diamond inside, then their eyes returned to the pile of boxes that were still in the suitcase.

"This is whose jewelry deck?" ask me wrong aunt Khanza.

"This is a gift for all of you" replied Khanza very slowly, in fact he did not think if the contents were jewelry and mobile phones.

Khanza was surprised shortly after saying that, all immediately hysterical and immediately raced to take what was the contents of the suitcase. Khanza slightly rewinded her body, afraid that something might happen to her womb.

"This, Sister Farah is nothing to buy souvenirs like this," Khanza said. "If I had known it was like this I had saved for sale, it would have cost me quite a bit to escape from the Abi mas," Inner Khanza stared at the empty suitcase.

Everyone laughed happily, even some were hysterical when he opened the box he took in the form of a set of jewelry.

"Khanza, is your husband really like that? Until he is kayak gini!" khanza's cousin said.

"Yes, I want dong to be your sister-in-law. He has a brother no longer. Make me dong." Marking Khanza.

"If she had a sister, mending her sister for me, rather than being her second wife," Inner Khanza continued to grumble pitying her fate as a second wife.

"Sir, you actually know a husband where, how did you get married? I mean Auntie, she wants to marry me just as you look at our family's condition?" tanya Aunt Khanza who got the most jewelry.

"He used to be my aunt's boss, I used to work in his company" Khanza replied slowly.

"Oh, he's your boss, yeah!" said one of the tantenya no less slowly, afraid if Abizar anyone outside heard their conversation.

"Mister, his secretary?" ask Khanza's cousin.

"No, Kok. Just the usual staff!"

"Cirtain secretary."

"Why indeed?" tanya Khanza looked at Little Sister in wonder.

"And usually the secretary who is the same boss, like in the novels, but the sister is not the mistress, right? Sometimes the novels I read are like that, brother. His boss cheated on him as a secretary and was made a mistress or second wife. The bosses usually have stash," said Khanza's cousin, who got the latest phone.

"Huss .. You guys are on what the hell, you guys don't fuck, where's the mistress, grandpa and grandma are going to attend their wedding."

"Oh yes, yes! I forgot that it was the grandparents who attended their wedding."

"Away there! You go out, let Khanza rest, he must be tired, sorry also the baby still needs rest" said aunty Khanza the oldest.

They also complied and came out after picking up the jewelry box while the easier one took the mobile phone box.

They already have mobile phones, but their phones are not all as good and expensive as those brought by Khanza.

"Do you want to rest or do you want to eat first?" ask aunt .

"I'm gonna take a break, Auntie. Khanza is still full" he replied.

"Yes, Auntie's out too, yeah!" he said he then joined the others in the living room along with Abizar.

"I'm not a mistress, but I'm a second wife" Khanza said. "Why the hell, I have to be a second wife, a second wife, a second wife, a second wife," Khanza upset in his own words, hearing the word second wife as already attached to him. Hitting his face with a pillow bolsters the most effective thing to relieve his sense of regret.

Khanza who is still upset chose to rest, he slept on a mattress that had been in his sleep for decades, far from soft words. But only seconds Khanza was asleep, feeling comfortable sleeping in his grandmother's house.

By the magrib all the families had gone home remaining grandfather, grandmother, Khanza and Abizar in the house.

"You better take a shower, son. The bathroom is in the back. After that we have dinner together, wake up Khanza. It's not good to sleep in the Maghrib" said the grandmother saw Khanza who was still asleep in his room.

"Yes, Grandma!"Abizar answered and went to the room where Khanza was asleep.

As soon as he entered the room Abizar saw the things that were there, looking at every corner of the room, so simple. He saw some photos of Khanza while still wearing his High School uniform, it looks so funny.

Abizar saw a diary and approached it, it turned out that it belonged to Khanza while still Junior High School and memories of his college days. It is clearly written on the cover.

Abizar read the diary with a smile, he just read some parts. However, Khanza awakens, quickly hiding the diary and retrieving the other book, pretending to be looking through it.

"Don't see what?" tanya Khanza approached her with disheveled hair.

It looks so funny in Abizar's eyes. Khanza approached her with disheveled hair while rubbing her red eyes and increasingly bulging stomach. Khanza's weight also increased making his cheeks more filled.

"Is this your school book?" abizar asked showing the book he was holding. It was Khanza's textbook that was still neatly arranged on his study table. Grandma always tidied it up, even though Khanza no longer uses it. There are some books that my grandmother kept.

"I didn't expect, grandma still kept it," said Khanza took 1 book and saw a scrawl of his hand.

"It looks like it's valuable to grandma, so keep it," Abizar said, securing Khanza's diary.

"Books at High School, my goodness. Why grandma still keeps this all," said her laugh happily considering the days of her High School.

"You should shower. It's going to be night" said Abizar, tidying Khanza's hair and nodding at Khanza.

After their bath dinner, the simple grandmother-made dinner menu. But it was delicious, that was what Abizar felt.

They eat at the dinner table, simple, 

"I'm sorry, Brother. The menu is just this."

"It's very tasty" Abizar said, still chewing food.

"The taste of grandma is very good, although simple. Let's eat a lot" said grandfather adding some sea to the plate of Abizar and his grandson.

When going to bed Abizar sat on a mattress belonging to Khanza, there is no soft mattress and air conditioning.

"Is there a hotel?" ask Abizar.

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