The Fate that is Overlooked

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"Can we start over? The beginning of the old. Not as a brother-in-law? But as Barata and Ajeng.? Repeating the destiny that should be? which should not be missed but missed? Can I lick my spit back? I don't think I can do it alone, pretending to be strong like this. Can you understand how I've been feeling all along? you're the great psychologist Jeng, without me telling a lot and at length, looking at my daily life, it doesn't feel like anything hard for you to understand me. "

"Really, I'm tired. "

Barata leaned his body against the sofa, rubbing his face rough, before then raising his head.

"I need you" he said again without looking at Ajeng, just now he closed his eyes.

"I beg you, let all this flow as it is, I just want to feel loved and loved. That'sallthatis. Sissy speech.

This time their eyes met.

" Please, at least give me a chance to start all over again. " The request is hopeful.

" Give me some time, none of this is that easy! "

"There are other people we have to think about. Mother especially. "

"Mbak Runti, and other extended families. What would they say if we were together? Get off the bed? marrying his own sister-in-law? "

"I don't think I'm ready. " Ajeng's answer did not satisfy his heart.

" Don't think, it's my business. I really don't want to repeat the same mistake, please give me a chance to start over. " Barata repeated the same request, whether I had it several times.

"I can't be tormented like this, I can't "

Stand up, then approach Ajeng, who is only limited by the table between them.

"I just want you, nothing more. I just want to start over, love you over and over again, love you by having your body, no more love clapping one hand, no more love without having. " Squatted in front of Ajeng, then grabbed the beautiful woman's hand, kissing her in a row. And take it slowly.

" I love you. Very "he said that only in reply with Ajeng's cry.

"Don't be like this. " Barata shook his head while wiping the tears that came out of the cheeks of the woman in front of him.

"Tell me that you still have the same taste as me" Now the burly hand cupped Ajeng's cheeks. Close their faces until their noses meet and each can feel the roar of their breath.

There was no answer, there were only sobs that grew louder, heart-wrenching. Sounds heartbreaking.

"Buddy." Another voice was heard between them.

"Sa.. Dear. "

"You awake? "

The bright toddler woke up, his voice filled the room, disturbing Ashila's sleep.

"Buddy crying? Papa too? wh why? "

"Papa Anurain Budhe? "

"Papa nakalin Budhe? "

Ashila moved from her sleep, now sitting to the left of Ajeng, while Barata actually positioned his head on Ajeng's lap. Grabbing the woman's hand, to hold her head.

" Curl if you're willing to start over." Rancu Barata with a face that is now immersed in the lap of Ajeng. "

While Ajeng, his blood rippled, his face reddened. Between shame and confusion.

"Shil, can Budhe ask you to get me that water? " Pointing the glass that is on the workbench with his chin.

Ashila just nodded her head. His little steps away.

"Stop the Bar, there's Shila here. Don't be like this. "

"I beg you!!! " Ajeng tried to raise Barata's head.

"promise! " Barata won't lose.

"I'll think about it, but please, don't be like this. No good looking at Shila. " Reply answer.

Barata according to, erecting his body with hands that still hold tightly to Ajeng fingers.

"It's Budhe" Ashila came with a glass of water that only half the glass was left with.

"Thank you dear "Ajeng received the glass, then gave it to Barata.

"My mind is very clear, very clear. If my mind is dirty, there's no way I'm asking you to come back. " Say before gulping down the toilet.

" Budhe why? " Ashila approached, now her turn holding Ajeng's swollen cheeks and eyes.

"Papa nakalin Budhe? " Deuteronomy with anxiety.

"No dear, Budhe was just chatting with Papa. " Smiling while gently rubbing her curly hair.

" Said Papa, Shila was crying at school? Angry at his friend? that right? " With fingers still combing Ashila's hair, Ajeng asked. As much as possible still provide comfort to the child so that he does not feel that he is being interrogated.

"Shila's angry. Fano temen Shila likes to say that Shila does not have a mother, Shila says that Shila has Budhe. But Fano Budhe said it wasn't Shila's mother. What right? "

"Fano said so-so, Shila got angry. " Akunya.

"Budhe is Shila's mother, right? " The boy's eyes are now condensing.

"Shila has a mother, right? " Now her tears had fallen, with Teresa's voice, the boy was letting out his emotions.

"Out.. Overextended.. My name, cup. cup.. cup"

Cuckold Ashila with affection.

"Ashila can think of Budhe Ashila's mother. Ashila can't be sad anymore. "

"Ashila wants to, Budhe be Ashila's mother? " Barata who had been watching the two of them just now raised his voice.

"Yahoo!!!!! " Answer Ashila with cheers.

"Well, ask Budhe, would Budhe not be Ashila's mother? Are we going to the Holy House tomorrow? We ask for the same Eyang yes, so Budhe can be Shila's mother. " Barata smiled broadly.

"really?? Hooreee. " Yelling excitement.

"Barr... "

"Let's see Jeng, you have to worry about him? " Barata spoke in Ajeng's ear.

"I hope you can give the best answer for both of us. " His speech cuts off Ajeng's words.

" This is no longer Ashila's reason, is it Bar? "

"O Allah Jeng, all this time? what less proof am I? I can't believe it's just you, you're the only one.. "

"Shil, look at your Papa's face, it's red. "

"You cry out Shil. "

Ajeng distracts Ashila who is engrossed himself. And without being called again, Ashila turned her head.

"Why is it okay? "

"Papa has Budhe fever? "

"Shila, if she has a fever, she'll become Papa's rich red. " She said plainly.

While Ajeng only smiled slightly, shuffling Ashila's hair.

"Whose son is this really cool hemm? "

Smell at Ashila's head with anxiety.

"Budhe's son with Papa! " She said while embracing Ajeng and Barata.

Barata smiled widely, while Ajeng, still with a thunderous heart. I hope no ears hear it.

Perhaps, God brought Ashila to unite them, to bring them together into a unity that should have happened a few years ago that hit the situation.

And sometimes things just change, so quickly. It is as easy as God changes a person's destiny, just as God turns the heart of his servant away.

Man's duty is to pray only, because the saying goes that if we try without praying it is arrogant, and praying without trying is impossible. For God will never change the fate of his servant, if his own servant does not seek to change their own destiny.

After Barata had said the truth, by expressing all his wishes. Doctrine business accept or not, we leave it to the giver of life.