Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

36. Gibranian Deliberacy

Gibran was laughing pretty hard. The man looked at Habibie with a body that he leaned slightly forward, the elbow of his arms he piled on the thighs with fingers clinging to each other.

"A religious man like Brother should not treat his wife so badly. Gibran knows that Brother still can't move on from Almarhumah. But, isn't sister's wife now Kak Kiara?"

Habibie. He just listened without saying anything. The man turned his head towards Kiara at a glance. Yes, Kiara is indeed his wife, but how could he possibly treat Kiara like when she treated Aisyah first. That's not possible.

"Sister lived with the deceased only 2 days. Gibran did not want to vilify anyone. Only, if you are given the opportunity to be together longer, it is still unclear whether you will be happy or not. The brother still did not know, the bitterness of disharmony in the household. And now, while together with Kak Kiara, Big Brother was shown the disharmony between the two of you since the beginning of the marriage. It's not a bad start, Kiara's a broken home kid. If Big Brother is hard on him, instead of submissive, Kak Kiara will even be further away from Big Brother! Brother Habib--"

Gibran's long speech was stopped when Habibie raised his hand. The man smiled, looking at Gibran with a flash of anger in his eyes. "That's my wife. Why are you the one who knows about him the most? Or maybe, you're just so fucking knowing."

Gibran shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently. The man glanced towards Ummi and Kiara. The two men seemed to have finished with dinner and were now just going back upstairs. Ummi led Kiara to the front door.

"Kiara wants to talk to Ummi first?"

Ummi Amelia smiled. "Of course you can, honey. Do you want Ummi to tell you some really good stories?"

"Can?" kiara asked with sparkling eyes. The woman pulled Ummi Amelia, carried her up to the bed. Kiara did not forget to grab a warm pillow for her to put on her lower belly.

"Come on Ummi!"

Ummi Amelia smiled. He told a lot of stories. What Ummi emphasizes more is the story of a Muslim woman who has a rich father but she is willing to live poor because she does not want the rations of people unable to be eaten by him. He also always does his own homework until his palm is no longer smooth. She loved her husband very much, and she was also very much loved by her husband, children and her father.

"Ummi!"

"Yes, honey."

"Kiara can't be that filial. For life today, money is a source of happiness for many people. Ummi knows, Mas Abie is also a lot of money, but ... Kiara doesn't need that. If it's just money Kiara wants, Dad's got a lot of money too. It will not run out until seven. Kiara wants to be loved, Ummi. Kiara mehsgskaka."

The longer Kiara's speech became more and more unruffled, her breathing sounding very regular and soothing. Kiara falls asleep in the lap of Ummi Amelia. The woman seemed to be very tired.

Without Ummi and Kiara noticing, Habibie was at the door and heard what Kiara said. A rough breath came out of his mouth. Tonight, it wasn't just one person who pressured him because of his problem that was too hard on Kiara. Hearing Kiara's simple wish, Habibie felt like she was lonely.

"Shutttt!" Ummi Amelia put her index finger over her lips.

"It's late, it's best for Ummi to stay here."

Little skid Ummi Amelia gives. The woman smiled, looking at Habibie with a smile that was hard to decipher.

"Ummi has to go home, son!"

Habibie and Ummi Amelia corrected Kiara's sleeping position so that she could sleep comfortably. Habibie pulled the blanket a little more up. Checking his wife's body temperature is afraid that Kiara has a fever like what Ali said.

"Abie!" Ummi Amelia smiled as she patted her son's shoulder. "Jaga Kiara's fine, son. Mr. Amzar gave you the mandate to look after Kiara because he believed you could take care of him. Educate him and treat him with gentleness. His parents loved him very much. Don't let you regret it, Abie. Ummi knew that Ummi had no right to interfere. Ummi just reminded me. Ummi believed that you could understand what Ummi meant!"

The man was silent again. He was speechless because he had been so guilty all along. Habibie had made a grave mistake by being rude and harsh to the woman now lying on her bed.

"Abie will try Ummi!"

"Thank you, son." Ummi Amelia smiled.

After his mother's departure, Habibie sat on the edge of the bed. The man looked at Kiara Lakat. His hands reflex outstretched as Kiara moved restlessly, Habibie again rubbed the wife's stomach with a very soft rub.

"Don't trust any man, Kiara." Habibie muttered in a very soft voice.

While elsewhere. It's in Gibran's car. The man was attacked by his mother. Amelia commented on Gibran's bravery against and teased the sleeping lion inside her brother.

"Don't get too close to your brother-in-law, Gibran. Don't make trouble in Kiara and Habibie's domestic relationship."

The man was laughing quite hard. Gibran pulled out Ummi Amelia's hand and then kissed the back of the hand long ago.

"Ummi, Gibran just wants to make Abie realize that his actions are wrong. Gibran wants to make Abie's sister pay more attention to Kiara. God willing. Gibran knows the limits, Ummi."