
Misses do not just appear because of the distance apart. But also because of an unrealized desire.
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Safira and Tyo's domestic life went smoothly. They respect and support each other. Occupying the house itself makes Safira freely arrange their home decor. All the housework he did himself. Tyo is protective of his wife, he does not want Safira too busy in his bakery store.
"You don't have to be there all the time even though now the distance is not as far as when in the village."
"Breakfast first." He gave me a glass of warm chocolate.
Safira curled her lips, then thanked her.
"Nake?"
"Great boy!"
"Seriously? But still inferior to your sandwich," Tyo chuckled back.
"No, Mas. Seriously this is delicious! Are you leaving now?"
Tyo nodded, explaining that there was a client from out of town who would meet this morning at the office.
"Oh yes, dear. Afternoon after the office I will stop by mom's house for a while. Mom said something important."
The woman nodded with a smile. A sandwich of meat and cheese has entered his mouth. Just as he was about to rise up to take the husband suddenly Safira felt humbled, making him almost fall. Tyo held him back. The man's face looked worried.
"What's wrong with you, honey?"
She did not reply, immediately releasing her husband's hand rushing towards the sink. There Sapphira vomited all the contents of the stomach. Tyo tried to gently nape the nape of his wife. The face was as white as cotton.
"What's wrong with you, honey? Did you do all that yourself yesterday?"
Safira. He was still holding his stomach as if in a stirring. Yesterday he and some of his shop workers, were working on an order for the wedding of one of the officials in his town.
Not wanting any mistakes, he himself intervened to finish the two-meter-high cake. The woman understood that Tyo did not like her fatigue. The desire of the man so that he can focus on the pregnancy program they designed.
"I called the doctor."
Safira shook her head quickly saying that she was fine.
"You sure?"
"Yes, Mas. I'm leaving already."
"Okay, I'm leaving. Call me whenever you need to. Don't think I'm in a meeting or anything, okay?"
The woman nodded. After returning to the bed, Tyo kissed Safira's forehead and then stepped away.
***
Throughout the day Tyo did not stop worrying about the condition of his wife. Every hour he always find out the news of Sapphira, even though the woman had convinced the husband that he only caught a cold. Late in the afternoon, the man hurried to leave the office, as promised to Miss Santi, he would stop by.
Tyo arrived almost simultaneously with Alva. His younger brother had decided to work in an office outside the city, although the father had held back, but Alva remained on his whim.
"Al!"
"Sister, how are you?" He welcomed the handshake of his brother. His eyes seemed to be looking for someone who used to be with Tyo.
"alone, Brother?"
The bespectacled man nodded explaining that the wife was not fit.
"Sister can't take long. Worrying about Sapphira for nothing." Tyo's words responded to a flat smile.
"Sister. Can we talk four eyes for a second?" alva asked with a serious face. Tyo frowned. Not yet he asked, Alva invited into the car of the brother.
For a moment the man was silent. Suddenly the scent of Safira's body greeted his sense of smell. Back flash of memory filled his head. There is a miss that he cannot express.
"Al, what do you want to say?"
Alva took a deep breath. There was clearly a flutter on the man's face.
"Sister, tomorrow week I'm engaged .. eum, I mean betrothed." Tyo frowned again.
"So?"
"So, I don't want it!" he quickly exhaled, "why does the mother always want her child to follow what she wants?"
Silent.
"Do you know who your fiance will be?"
Alva nodded slowly. He said that the girl was named Gita. They were once deliberately met by both parents, while in the office of Mr. Yuda.
"If you don't agree, why don't you tell ...."
"Mother?"
The brother nodded. Alva shook his head weakly.
"Al don't want to disappoint you again, sister!"
"Then? Then just accept it."
"Al can't!"
"Why?"
Alva closed his eyes, returning to the shadow of Safira dancing in the pelupuk. While kneeling the temple, he again shook his head.
"Al can't open his heart to anyone right now."
"Al, tomorrow's week is not the wedding day, but still the engagement. There will be things going to happen between those ranges. You can be in the middle of the road later you change ...."
"Yes, changed to love her. Love Gita."
"Can't do it, brother! Al just realized Al loves him!" hatchlings.
"loving her? Who loves who, Al?"
Tyo stared waiting for an answer. While Alva felt wrong and almost the name Safira came out of his lips.
"Who do you love, Al?"
"Nobody, brother!"
"Alva?"
"I just don't want to hurt that girl. Al can't."
"It's best to talk about that with Gita!"
Alva turned to hear the words of her brother. He shortly smiled.
***
"So, we're going to mom's house tomorrow?" Safira sat next to her husband who was focusing on a laptop. "Drink first, Mas," he continued to offer a cup of black coffee.
"Thank you, honey. Yes, tomorrow we go to mom's house. Remember, you don't get tired again, it hurts like yesterday. It's confusing."
Safira nodded with a smile. She looked at her husband as if she wanted to say something.
"What's wrong? Why are you smiling?"
"Can't ya, I smile?" sulking.
"It's not okay, but it makes me unable to concentrate," he replied pinching the wife's nose was anxious.
"Maas ...."
"Yes, Honey?"
"Eum ...."
"What's? Wanna ask? Wait a minute, I'll settle this report." Tyo glanced seductively, making a red hue on Safira's face.
"Ish, flirt! Not that, eh!" He pinched that sturdy arm.
"Not to be ashamed. Ready, anytime!" Tyo got up to grab Safira's body to take her to the room.
"Mas, wait! Listen to me first!" peekiknya slow.
"Why?"
Safira blinked her eyes gesturing for Tyo to open a small box on the desk near her laptop. With a questionable gaze he made Safira's request. Slowly he opened, the man's eyes rounded reaching for the thing inside. Tyo's face turned enthusiastic then looked at the wife.
"This ... This means you, pregnant?" He approached Sapphira rubbing her stomach gently. "He was there?" again while holding the wife.
"Mother will have grandchildren" said the woman drowning her face in the chest of Tyo's field.
"This will be the second happy news after Alva's engagement!" Tyo hugged and kissed his wife repeatedly on the top of the head.
***
Long hair draped, decorated with tiny flops on the right side, long sky blue dress with smaller flowers darker in color, more, white flat shoes complete with tiny handbags make Sapphira look very attractive. Many times Tyo praised the appearance of the wife.
"Don't keep getting praised, Mas. I will fly."
"It's okay, as long as it flies to my heart!"
"Ish, go on this!" He patted the shoulder of Tyo who was driving. The man just laughed in response.
"Let's not tell anyone first. We let them be happy with Alva's engagement. After that, we share our happiness. How's it?"
"I follow what you say!"
Soon they arrive at Santi's house. There were already a few cars parked out front. According to Tyo, his sister rejected the idea of the mother to hold a party like the engagement at that time. Tyo himself supports whatever his sister wants, because he thinks Alva is much more mature than before.
"Come, sweetie."
Clasping his wife's hand tightly, Tyo entered. Inside were already gathered families and some relatives of the two. Alva sat with a face far from happy. The two approached Bu Santi and Pak Yuda, shaking hands then served the guests in the room.
"We're not late, are we?" Tyo asked.
"No, Son. Candidate Besan had also just come," replied the mother smiling.
They are also involved in serious talks about the plan to unite Alva and Gita. Safira smiled sitting next to Tyo. Her eyes caught the short-haired girl in a pink colored dress sitting staring at the floor. It is also clear that on his face there is no happiness like a couple who are engaged in general.
"Mas, I went to the bathroom first yes," she told Tyo.
"Yes. Ati-ati slipped!"
"Mas Tyo, I can take care of myself."
Tyo smiled nodding. Safira stepped out of the room towards the back. Without realizing it, a pair of eyes had been reluctant to take a look at him.
***
After getting dressed, he came out of the bathroom. His steps came to a halt when he saw Alva standing at the door of the bathroom and other rooms. Not wanting to be prejudiced, he continued to step up to brave himself. As it nearly passed the man, his arm was held tightly by Alva.
"Safira, wait!"
***