TEARS OF DIAH

SHARED MEMORY

Leaving some work, which was connected to the face of Diah's face. When finished, Diah remembered his previous relationship with the sweet Fariz, where when in the room he immediately met his wife.

"Hubby, what a surprise is this, how to spoil your wife like this, so that I don't turn away?"

Diah, walking slowly towards the next room, after he drank a mouthful of milk, washed his face and spilled one or two drops of skincare to keep his face fresh.

Czechoslovak. The door was opened.

A large brown pack and a red box are seen on the second room table.

Slowly opening the small red ribbon, he saw a beautiful ring and bracelet.

"Honey hope you like it, open it up and take a look at the next big surprise!"

Diah opened the big ribbon, and tore the brown paper slowly, until surprised by the twinkling eyes.

"Do you like it, baby?"

Lirih Fariz, who was still naked with a small towel around her neck, just stuck, and approached her Wife.

"Mas Fariz, this is our first painting project with you, right? I know, wasn't it that I was working in a museum founded by your late father, until we parted ways and I didn't expect, as long as you fought for our relationship."

"Dear, you remember our teen book, when the company started, I was very young. Disappeared and for a long time, I just found out if you're looking after yourself, not close to any man."

"Well, I remember Fariz, you tucked the sketch out and it was written in the book, right?"

"Good, baby you remember. And it's two years of painting anniversary and the book exploded, right on today's date, you know I'm displaying these paintings and antiques overseas when we're long distance away, you know, I like a lot of my work, it's all because you love."

"Isn't this when I, gulp a warm coffe, this knitted shirt, ah when you drowned and bought an impromptu outfit at the boutique back then?"

"Heumph, it's a pity, thank you, being present always fills a life of color."

"Thank you for admiring the handsome master." Diah pinched Fariz's fat cheeks.

Diah turned to her husband's gaze, Fariz was then sweetly dressed in a small gift bracelet and ring, Diah was stunned and kissed her husband's lips gently beginning.

Before long the group chat message, made Diah smile to his own smile, in another corner a man looked on with a shake of his head.

"Let's go, I've prepared your breakfast!"

"Thank you for that."

"Darling, what are your plans for this day off, are we going to be at home. Or do you want to go somewhere?"

"Fariz, actually I want permission to the cafe in the share lock temenku tempo at the office .. But are you allowing it?"

"Of course, why not. But don't get tired, and watch your content."

With a large mouthful of flesh Fariz devoured, and, Diah showed the group conversation to Fariz as consideration.

Em ..

Fariz wiped with a tissue when she saw Ikhsan's name.

"That gorilla guy is coming, baby?"

"Fariz, please you know you trust me, Mira will just exchange opinions. If you're upset with her, the saying goes that a pregnant wife, if a couple hates someone, the baby will look similar to the one she hates. Do you want our son to look like someone else hubby?"

"Ah, is it true that, it must be absurd, the seed belongs to me, why can it be similar to others dear?"

Fariz looked at his wife who was devouring bananas, wanting to be indifferent to his wife's words.

"All right, I'll allow it."

"Thank you Fariz." Diah's smile.

"What about in Korea, baby?"

"Honey, I hope the results are good."

In the morning they spent together. On holidays, Diah has an appointment at four in the afternoon.

"Like this baby, lift a little, pull and loose .. okay like that repeat again!"

"Well, thank you Fariz."

Fariz clasped Diah's hand, practicing the sport of stabbing arrows at the intended circle of walls.

After that Fariz accompanied the warm-up for yoga, and mild gymnastics pregnant women.

"Mas, you change those pants so tight!"

"Is something wrong, I'm the same to you, baby we're doing yoga."

"But you're wearing my leggings. What if it's going to stretch and it's not good when I wear it again it's going to roll in the wind."

"Why not good, baby?"

"You still want to ask?" diah looked down.

Fariz stared at the part of his possession that stood out clearly. Although the leggings are black, if Diah does not protest to appoint him. She must be embarrassed later if pregnant yoga is given a pregnant class at home.

How can it be, it's good that I do it at home and train because the gymnastics coach is on holiday.

"Mas Fariz, you embarrassed me if a coach came."

"This pants are too comfortable, so I don't realize it makes it stand out." Crisp laughs, making Diah wink in shock.

"Let's change, please mas! I'm either uncomfortable or I'll hold onto it."

"No, baby, I'll change."

Fariz says if his wife wasn't pregnant, he would've punished her favor. Until his wife asked for forgiveness.

"I'm like this low in my wife's eyes too bucolic, for fear of my future child something happens." he murmured.

Diah was still relaxed with the pregnant ball she sat swaying, then looked at her husband just looking at him with the boxer and the white singlet of the sleeveless shirt.

"Well, where's Fariz?" soft cry mother-in-law.

"I'm here, ma'am, in Fariz's gym"

I look enthusiastic about my mother-in-law approaching.

"Look at me bring something for you guys, you know but Fariz, why are you wearing boxer pants, but what's your wife's leggings?"

Diah laughs, her husband wears leggings, but once quipped, she starts looking for a new boxer.

How not funny a man wears women's leggings, and is covered in his small bright yellow mouse boxer mickey.

"Oh yeah, Fariz was weird when he had you Diah." he said.

Sure enough as he passed through the mirror, Fariz was shocked to see himself.

"Darling, after I drove to the cafe. I have to get to the booth. Pray for all projects perfectly."

"Yes, it must be me."

Diah stared at the picture of usg, where the tenderness of her mother-in-law and Fariz was so gentle, long before the tragedy of Diah's miscarriage that fell from the stairs at that time.

Diah sits limp, honestly he was happy with Fariz. But this time, it is true that Diah must be willing if in honey.

TBC.