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A love poem for a wife

I took a deep breath when I got to the middle of the field. Practice will be done soon. I stand between Munah and Adam. I also asked Munah for help, for the same reason I gave Adam. Come months, abdominal pain. Fortunately, they believed.

"After this you have to be diligent in sports, you see your body as you grow up. Do you want to be like Aisah?" Ah no!!! Aisah is the fattest child in our school. He just has trouble walking. Damn Munah, I can be compared to Aisah.

"You've been the first to speak." I cleared my throat, then stepped closer to the gym teacher who had that thick mustache. His face was not sinister, only I was afraid that if I asked for permission like this, what else about value.

I turned around again, and approached Munah and Adam. When he was about to speak, he received a phone call. Duh, it should have been finished instead now gather courage again.

"It's there." I'm nodding.

"Sir, I'm coming months sir. I can't run around the field, my stomach hurts sir." He looked at me from head to toe. It makes me unable to move my body. It was like just stripping my clothes. I'm reflexively covering my chest.

"Why sir?"

"You don't look like the moon's coming." Look even deeper, damn it! Then I better run.

"Yes sir, if you don't give permission. I'm running, but if anything happens, you're responsible?" Eh he's scratching a mustache.

"All right, you just sit here. Accompany me." Deg. Is this what it means? No-no, I can't think dirty first.

"Yes sir."

"Let's all get together." I stood in line. Explanations have been heard, what should be done by them. "There should also be a swimming practice, but since our school has no swimming pool, it is impossible for me to ask you to swim in the back trench of the school."

"Haha." We laughed, it was funny too. Just looking at the moustache I want to laugh. Does his wife not feel amused? What else is the moment? Uh, the basics of my mind are why they're so perverted.

"Yes, you do it. I'll look at it from here and judge it." When the line broke up, I sat not far from the teacher.

"Nara, here." He patted the empty space next to him. I hesitated to get closer, I was afraid that there would be rumors.

"Why sir?" I'm still standing in front of him.

"Sit down." I nodded, spacing a few centimeters with him. "You've got to keep working on something to replace today's value."

"Huh?" I'm surprised, don't let him say the slob.

"You're good at poetry, right?" I'm nodding. "Well, two more days my wife's birthday. Can you make me a romantic poem?" Can I laugh now? I've had to do this twice for someone else. I feel like my work is more valuable. But why don't I write for someone.

"You want not to? If my wife likes it, then I'll give you a plus." Eh? Obviously I nodded immediately, alright later tonight I will start writing his poem. I will make every stanza touch the heart. Especially for teachers.

"Nara?"

"Oh yes sir?" I saw Adam running while blinking his eyes at me. I smiled back at him. And look at the face of Munah who is already full of sweat, but only two rounds around the field.

"My son is the same age as you. It's just that he can't enjoy his days like a kid his age." Why did the teacher suddenly talk to me like this?

"I mean sir?" The teacher smiled wryly looking at me.

"He can't see." Deg. Did ya? "Since my baby, sometimes I feel sorry. Never going out of the house."

"Definitely a pretty father."

"True, I also judged him so much, probably because I was his father."

"Father's only one?"

"No, there are two. But that one was a man and now it's dead."

"Died?" Uh I shut my mouth for talking too loudly.

"Yes, he died at the age of 7. So I always wanted to comfort my wife. In any way, to keep him looking happy. Being able to see my wife smile every day makes me more excited about the days."

Love, I'm sure the teacher has so much love for his wife. I've always been proud to see a man like him. And I'm happy, when I know other people's households will be harmonious. It's just that I've never felt that before. I sometimes salute people who can open their hearts and love just one person in their lives. Like bi Gina for example, then his mother Adam, and also his father Munah. I learned about it from the people around me. And today, I got that lesson again from the teacher. I don't believe in love myself. But the real thing I see often. Adam said, I need to be more sensitive to those around me. So that I can open my heart. But what feelings do I have now for Adam? I feel comfortable if I'm nearby, is this just because I'm pregnant with her child? I can't be sure about that yet.

"Do you love your wife so much?" I dare to ask.

"Don't ask that. I even exchanged my life and asked God to keep my wife alive and let me die."

"Huh?" I was astonished, was it just a beautiful strand of words like making a poem?

"You're Nara, you must have been dating. You know how young people behave today. Even more than married couples, and there are even those who become pregnant out of wedlock. That's her love rank." Deg. But sir I'm not in love with Adam!!!!

I want to scream so now.

"I've never dated sir, so don't know." Answer me and bow.

"Sir, why didn't Kinara come running? Choose your favor!!" Mida, she stopped running and approached me who was sitting with the teacher. His face was flushed with fatigue and sun exposure. Breath gasping.

"He's sick. If I want to be sick, I also invite you to sit." That answer made Mida no longer dare to protest. He immediately went to continue the task given by the teacher.

"You've had a fight with him, haven't you?" I nodded doubtfully, it was a long time ago but why do I still remember it.

"What did your parents react to when they found out?"

"Huh?" I'm shocked again, what do I have to answer now? Lying again.

"Don't tell your father, Husein doesn't know." I'm shaking.

"I have guessed. If your father knew he would act."

"Act?" I don't understand yet, act how it means.

"Yes acted. At least ask the school to get Mida out."

"Ah no sir. Dad's not that person."

"Who said? I know your father. He was my old high school friend."

"Really sir?" The teacher nodded. I think Dad has friends too? Haha, I guess you're going to be a businessman.

"When you were studying tour, your father called the principal, and said nothing should happen to you." Uh impossible right?

"Why are you surprised? Isn't that what parents do for their children." I just nod. Thank you father, my inner voice will not be able to be blown by the wind and carried to the ears of father. Let this make me more receptive to my future father.

"I'm sorry, if I'm presumptuous to ask this. Were your parents divorced? Who are you going with?" I sat my head down, wiggling the two hanging legs. I have to answer what. I'm ashamed, what else would a sane person think that would mess with me.

"I live alone sir in the apartment."

"Well, you're great. So if you're sick who's taking care of you?"

"Nothing sir. There's a maid in the apartment, it's just that she's home the day." Master of mangosteen.

"Sir, when will we run? You don't count and you talk to Kinara." Adam fucking you!!

"Two more rounds." He replied casually, and again asked me to talk. I stuck my tongue out at Adam who seemed to be getting sewed. Haha, I want to laugh now. No, I'm sad too. Am I not lying right now?

Until the sports lesson ended, I sat in the classroom pensive. All thoughts are already in my brain, spinning alternately and entirely about the problem. First, I thought about Iam, he hasn't called me in a week, just kept putting chocolate on the desk drawer. Not even by the letter I wrote. And the second, dad? Does he really know where Iam and his family are now? Then about the father who secretly always paid attention to me.

"Nara?" I looked up lazily to see others now.

"Why Adam?"

"What about your promise?" Ah yes I remember that. The meat soup that promised for him.

"Do you have a secret now?" I turned towards Munah who was now sitting beside me.

"No, yes you will come later too, don't forget to take Wahid too."

I immediately called bi Gina and asked her to go to the market to buy fresh meat. Then ask him to also mix soup seasoning, only I cook later. Not that I don't know, I know about the soup seasoning. It's just not possible they have to wait long, while when they go home from school that's where the stomach thrashed to fill.

Lessons that end after hearing the bell home from school. Munah asked to come with me. Because Wahid will go home first, which he said because there is a father and mother at home so he must leave to say obedient child.

"My grocer's money will add to that if I do it when they're home." His mind is just money for cars. I don't know, but all I know is that the car is good.

"I went straight to the apartment. I'll help you cook later." Adam said with passion. His face looks so tired, I give him a handkerchief. Ask him to clean the face that looks dull after sweating.

"You fit in." I just smiled at Munah's careless speech. Walk into the car and be ready to drive.

"Nara, how's your relationship with Satria?" Deg. I don't want to talk about it. Ever since that night, I never returned messages from him, nor did I heed any phone calls from him.

"Nara?"

"Huh? Da? You asked about Satria earlier huh? She already has a boyfriend, she just thinks I'm her sister. You know, I don't like having more relationships with anyone."

"really?" I nodded, it already represented the whole question Munah was going to ask.

"I thought you were opening your heart." Munah muttered softly, but I could still hear him. It turns out keeping a distance with Munah doesn't make my days fun. I couldn't see him fighting with Wahid, laughing loosely every time I got together. I was wrong about that. And now, the time is getting closer to the graduation exam. So I better make the most of my time with them before actually having to part ways by hiding myself until the time of birth comes. Manipulating their minds and telling them I'm abroad.

When we got to the apartment. I asked Munah to park my car, I got off first and walked into the apartment building with various occupants inside.

"Don't run, you'll fall." There's no way I'm doing that. I also know how to keep a child in my womb.

I heard a sound from the kitchen, there was a splashing sound of water in the sink. Then put down the origin of the school bag and walk to the back after opening the door. Bi Gina's habit is the same as mine, forgetting to lock the door. Heh if there is a thief who entered it will definitely not know.

"What are the aunts doing?"

"Gee!" Bi Gina was startled and turned her head towards me. "Auntie was washing meat. Want to cook now?" I'm nodding. "Deplace with Nara's school uniform first."

"Yes, just a minute. Aunty, don't say anything else, let me cook." I screamed and entered the room.

"Bi, auntie just accompany Munah, let me cook."

"What event is there? Why do you have to cook yourself? It should be aunt Nara." I nodded and smiled.

"I promised Adam. He asked me to cook him some meat soup. I just want to prove that I'm not lying that I can cook." Bi Gina smiled and stroked my arm.

"Have your feelings changed for her?" I chuckled at bi Gina whispering those strange words.

"Nara?" I turned my head when I sauteed the seasoning that had been milled bi Gina first. It turns out that not long bi Gina left me Adam instead went to the kitchen. "I want to help you cook, what can I do?" I stared at the table, everything was ready.

"none. You've sat in front with them." Fortunately, all the equipment is super advanced now. Cooking meat in a matter of minutes can be tender.

I started pouring water into the pot, the seasoning I sauteed was also already fragrant. Adam sat down at the dinner table near the kitchen. Supporting his head with one hand, I knew that Adam kept looking at me, but just pretended not to know.

"Truly a dream wife." I heard Adam say it.

"You forgot, we're friends." Adam was silent.

As per my estimation, mature with time not long. Kasian, they're hungry too.

"It must be delicious, sure." Munah came to see a maid who was cooking, both hands he put on the waist. And glancing at me, I also returned the glance.

"When have you been good at cooking?"

"Since bi Gina's here." We both laughed and nothing was funny.

"Munah, can you help me carry the plate forward?"

"Can, then what else?" I saw Munah glancing towards Adam who was sitting quietly.

"What are you doing? It's useless if men are in the kitchen." He said and passed away carrying the plate.

"So I helped you don't want to, now it's Munah's turn to come you give him a job. It's not fair." Grunt again and stand up from his place.

"You jealous?"

"No, if only men could." Huh huh? What the hell does that mean, that's it. I prefer to taste the soup that has reflected smoke and bubbles in the pot. It is ripe, the taste is also fitting.

Everyone sat facing each other, preparing the plate with the hungry lion's gaze. One, two, three, they scramble to get rice. Bi Gina retreated back because she said she would finish her job.

"You don't eat too much, do you want to be fat like Nara?" Wahid, you've started playing physically!

"Eh, you're not eating?" Adam asked me.

"You didn't hear what Wahid said? Aren't I fat now?"

"Hey, I'm just kidding, you're mad, aren't you?" I smiled and shook my head.

Whose eyes now sparkle when tasting my cooking? Wahid, he's the first. Then Munah, praise that my cooking is like the taste of his mother's cooking. And Adam, he just ate in silence, but when the rice on the plate was almost toilet, Adam added it again.

"Eat." Adam thrust his food in front of me.

"No, I'll just go later."

"Open your mouth." Heh, I can't refuse anymore. All right, just one mouthful.

"I told you you guys were a good fit."

"Suit being friends." Reply relax.

"I'm full already." I stood up and got up from my seat, grabbed the bag and picked up a piece of paper and pen. When the otaku has started to make up words, I will immediately write them before they disappear in my own mind.

"Don't be noisy, eat and finish." I know, if they're gonna protest and ask what I'm gonna do.

"My lady"

The gentle touch of the hand that always makes my blood flow ripples..

Your heart rate means so much..

So does your pulse..

Stand beside me..

Hands together to see the beautiful creation of God

Breath together and fight

For the life of a little princess

Never flood your eyeballs

Never drop a drop of water on your cheek

I was weakened when I saw it

Heaven for my children is you..

This pen is a witness to my feelings..

Which flowed along the missed years

I lay my hands on God

For your long life..

Hope and prayer rest on one breath..

Don't be tired of living with me

Let the dark and light color the world

As an outdoor painting

Staywith me..

Until we can no longer see the changes of day and night..

"What are you doing?" There are people who want to see it. I folded a piece of paper and put it back in the bag.

"Never steal it!" I'm firm with Munah.

Ah sangking focused and eager to make a poem for the teacher. I did not realize if they were done with the business of filling the stomach, even the dirty dishes had also been brought to the kitchen.

"You make poetry?" Adam asked.

"Yes." Yeah." I answered and smiled, but I intended to make it tonight. But the pleasure that this was for his wife, I was even more excited and couldn't help but use my hand to not use the scraping pen on each piece of paper.

The clock shows at 02 p.m. They were ready to go home soon. After feeling full. Likewise with bi Gina who could not accompany me until the afternoon. Because today bi Gina will go to the navel.

"I really wanted to go with bi, but my body felt really tired."

"Here you go, aunty can be alone too. You take a break, go to sleep and don't play the phone anymore, or do anything else."

"Good bi."

If someone else's home, the employer arranged for the maid, but if it was different in my apartment, I would have to listen to Gina. With all his attention to me. I feel so much better since I have been here.

"Auntie be careful." I locked the door.

Not only am I tired, but I am also very sleepy. Oh my goodness, just cooking soup. My son why are you so spoiled anyway. I stroked my stomach when it fell.

My phone rang, just about to close my eyes. No, when I saw it it was Satria. I don't want to see him anymore.

"Nara? Sorry." He sent me a message. I have to ignore it again.

I don't know since when I fell asleep, and I woke up again when dusk began to come. The beautiful sky that was visible from the window of the apartment, I was still lazy to just rise from my position. It's better this way first, waiting for the whole life to be recollected.

I felt where my phone was.

"Why do so many calls go unanswered?" I see it, unknown number?

There was also a message from him.

"Sister, this is Laras. Mom went to the hospital. Mom fell and miscarried." Whahuh? I immediately got up, confused as to what to do now.

"Hallo?"

"Yes, brother."

"Say what hospital is she in?" After hearing what Laras said, I immediately prepared to leave. My God, I feel so sorry for mom right now, how she is. No, I don't want to hear him cry. I was afraid my psychic trauma was coming back.

Yes, I have a strange illness, which if I hear my mother crying, I must feel my head hurt and the shadow of the past permeates my mind. Where was my mom and dad were great.

I exhaled before exiting the apartment, even though my hands were trembling with the door handle. I need to be able to control myself, didn't a child psychologist make sure I was cured. Maybe it was just the effect of my panic.

Seriate..