
Geck... Geck... Geck...
Kemil knocked on his wife's room door first before pulling on the doorknob and then pushing it slightly open.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." He raised his head as if peeking at Kamelia who he believed was inside the room with her little Milka.
"Wa'alaikumussalam..." Kamelia turned her sad face towards Kemil who was still standing awkwardly in front of the door of her room.
"Yeah... Coming..." Milka's loud cheers sounded from her tiny lips. He was so excited to hear Kemil's voice. Immediately, her petite body rose from its slumber and descended from the bed.
Milka was moved to approach the figure who became her father since she had not been born into the world.
His eyes seemed to radiate a twinkle of longing from within.
"Hmmm... Baby, babe... Daddy's pretty girl..." Kemil immediately grabbed the tiny body of Milka into his trunk. Kemil strengthened his hold onto the tiny body he so longed for, and then showered Milka's puffed cheeks with his kiss.
Kamelia just stared softly at the child and father who took the longing off from the lips of her bed. He felt like he was dreaming of the coming of Kemil which he did not expect at all.
"Are you going to sit there? Will you not welcome your husband who misses you so much..." Kemil ventured to express his deep longing for the wife he had lived for several days.
"Have you just talked to me?" Kamelia asked with still-shrinking eyes. On his face was the hope that it was a reality.
"Do I have a wife besides you? Of course I'm talking to you, baby..." Although before entering the room Kemil had cleaned himself first, but the guilt and regret on the look of his face was not able to make his face shine.
Her teary eyes invited the cries of Kamelia haru. Kamelia brushed her wet cheeks, and immediately ran scattering herself into the arms of the husband she so desperately missed.
"You are evil." whispered Kamelia softly. The tears of the handsome man flowed on their own.
"Never go again, dear... Especially without my permission like this. If you don't want to see me crazy." Reply Kemil.
Kamelia shook her head softly. And he strengthened his embrace even more as the release of the longing that was several days buried in their hearts.
"Mother cempiiit..." Whine Milka who was still in the middle of them with her distinctive voice.
Kamelia was shocked and released her hand from Kemil's body, the two of them laughing at their little Milka whiskers.
"I'll cry again if you and Milka leave me like this again..." Kemil said with spoiled.
"I'm sorry, honey..." Kamelia lirih.
"And you baby... Why are your eyes swollen and your pretty face moisturizing?" Kemil was angry.
Camellia raised her lower lip as if she looked pouted.
Kemil smiled at the jail he made and immediately closed the door of their room that opened a little, then went to their bed while holding Milka and embracing his wife's shoulder.
Unbeknownst to them, the two senses of Ramdani's listeners had been listening to their every utterance. Yes, Ramdani had eavesdropped behind the door.
His not-so-thin lips lifted and formed an arch line on his handsome face.
*Although you used to make me angry and disappointed Kemil. But every day after that, and even to this day you prove that you are the best man for our Kamelia and Milka...
You can even make me model the way you love your wife and child, even if your wife is no longer perfect when you find her and your child is not your real child...
You're a great man Kemil... Brother Adan salute you.
Never change...
Oh Allah... Even if it is death that separates them, I beg you to let them taste happiness in this world for so long. Don't break their hearts so quickly Rabb*...
Ramdani rubbed his face, and for so long in his teary eyes that it turned red before he decided to go back and get out of there.
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