Sharing Love: Loving Myself And Herself

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"Is there a hotel?" abizar asked, fanning his khanza notebook, he was really sultry. 

He even took off his clothes. However, his sweat droplets were still visible there.

"Sister can go back to the luxurious house if you can't," Khanza said.

She felt sorry to see her husband. However, it was also a funny sight for him. A CEO of a large company fanned out his rage using a notebook.

"There is. Sis, but it's 1 hour drive by car, but we don't have a car!" Khanza.

This is the first time Abizar went to Khanza village, lived in a modest house owned by his grandmother. Abizar could feel the warmth of the Khanza family, he was very well welcomed by the entire extended family, although he did not know them he could see if they were all good people, he said, people who love their wife.

All the residents also welcomed him very well, Abizar was very grateful to be able to get acquainted with all of them.

However, the only thing he didn't like, the hot air in Khanza's room, was really really uncomfortable tonight. For the first time he slept without using air conditioning, really making him sultry.

"What's up, brother?" asked Khanza who could realize that her husband had just kept going back and forth trying which position was right for her.

Abizar gave up, he sat down. "I'm sick, aren't there any fans?" tanyanya sat down with melted sweat wet the chest that has been a favorite part of Khanza.

"There is no brother. There used to be, but Grandma's word is broken."

"Yes, tomorrow we buy again. You sleep, it's not good for our baby you keep staying up." Abizar kissed his wife's stomach and cheeks. 

Khanza was back to sleep, but Abizar still wrestled with his sultry feelings. Abizar remembered Khanza's diary book, he picked it up and began to read it. 

Abizar began to read it, he read it from the first leaf. Reading his wife's diary was really fun, she thought. He became more aware of what Khanza was like during Junior High. According to Khanza, grievances poured in his diary. Abizar continued to smile while reading it. He continued reading until drowsiness attacked, then he fell asleep while hugging his wife. Not forgetting that he hid the diary book again.

Khanza had woken up first, knowing that her husband had just fallen asleep. Khanza fixed Abizar's blanket and then headed to the kitchen to help her grandmother make breakfast for all of them.

What about your husband, what's his good sleep ?" ask grandma.

"No, Grandma! He was raging all night, just sleeping at dawn" replied Khanza.

"Yes already, later we buy a fan for her," said grandma had guessed.

Khanza just nodded, She also could not bear to see her husband could not sleep because of anger.

The mobile phone ringing in the room, the phone continues to be heard from the direction of his room.

It was the sound of Abizar's phone while the one with the phone was still sound asleep.

Khanza who was finished, chose to go into the room tidying up his belongings. The phone rang again, Khanza who had been listening to the ringing noise decided to see the call, maybe it was important because from now on he kept calling. His mind.

When looking at the screen of the phone is clearly stated the name of Farah my wife.

"What's up? Why did Farah call Abi so many times, is there anything important! I picked up no yes," Inner Khanza.

"Don't he just want to talk to Abi, for sure" Khanza looked at Abizar who was still asleep.

"How, yes! grandma's response if I tell her about Farah's father, "inner Khanza.

Khanza returned to the kitchen, hesitant to tell a story or not.

"What's wrong?" ask the grandmother who saw Khanza just silent as usual.

"It's okay, Grandma!" answer Khanza.

"You don't lie to grandma, grandma knows you want to say something. You can tell the same grandmother, do not cover up," said the grandmother who already understood well with her grandson. Grandma had always heard her granddaughter's complaints. In addition to diary books, grandma is also where Khanza tells stories.

Khanza approached the granny sitting at the dinner table, "Neek, actually," Khanza said, cut off as he watched Abizar leave the room.

"That, your husband is awake. Prepare him water for his bath," said the grandmother.

Khanza kept back his words that were already at the end of his tongue.

 The houses in the village there is only one bathroom, it is also outside the house. Grandma's bathroom is separated from the main house, more precisely behind the grandmother's house.

Abizar approached Khanza who was pumping water, taking over what Khanza was doing.

"Grandmother's house is very old, what part if we renovate it?" abizar said to Khanza looking at the grandmother's house, it is clear that the grandmother's house is the oldest from the house around her.

"Right not," Khanza replied confirming Abizar's remarks. "Later I'll try to talk to grandma!" Khanza turned to Abizar.

"This house is too old, fearing it will be dangerous if it remains in residence," Abizar said again.

After taking a bath, breakfast Abizar sat on the terrace with grandfather, enjoying a cup of coffee and fried bananas made by grandma, while seeing some people passing by, there were some people who greeted them.

"Sorry, what's your grandpa doing?" abizar asked, seeing grandfather's feet covered in mud.

"Grandfather farmed, grew vegetables and some fruits," replied the grandfather. 

"At grandfather's age, grandfather still farmed?" asked Abizar amazed.

"Yes, there are many grandfathers who still work in this village" replied the grandfather pointing to one of the citizens who passed his age. "Look he's also still strong in farming."

"Why don't they go with their kids?"

"The economic condition of his children is also not possible to bear their lives, while they can still work they do not want to be a burden for their children, he said, there are also those who feel comfortable working alone rather than joining children to the city," explained grandfather.

"Grandpa and grandma can come with us."

Grandpa laughs.

It's been a long time that grandfather's children call us to live with them, but grandma's same grandfather is more comfortable living here. Although simple, but you feel happy to stay together," said the grandfather thrusting fried bananas made by grandma from the grandfather's garden.

"What about your own work?" ask grandpa.

"I've asked my assistant to do it and some work I can finish from here" Abizar explained.

Khanza and Grandma joined them.

"Are you guys gonna stay here longer?" ask the hopeful grandmother when she sees the number of clothes Khanza brings.

"Yes, Grandma!" khanza quickly replied.

Abizar coughed at Khanza's reply, he was drinking his coffee when Khanza answered his grandmother's question.

"Slow down his drink" said grandfather stroking and hitting Abizar's back slowly.

"Yes, sorry" Abizar said after controlling his cough.

"What do our Khanza mean will be here long," Abizar's inner voice recounted Farah's words, concluding it seemed like Khanza really wanted to get away from them.

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