The Forbidden Desire of the Wife

Fixed Papa's Son!

That morning after constantly mentioning the Papa, Mira also became a stamp like a stamp with her Papa. Even to take a shower until Mira cries and wants to be with her Papa. Marsha certainly to wonder, why suddenly Mira became a tantrum like this.

"Tumben heck Mira early in the morning tantrum kayak gini," Marsha complained by seeing Abraham who is now after bathing Mira, even his son as if he did not want to escape with his Papa. Everything he wanted to do with his father.

"It's okay Shayang, maybe it's new to the same Papa, just spoiled," replied Abraham.

Even now Papa Abraham so painstakingly put on diapers, rubbing telon oil on Mira's chest and back, then put on his clothes. For the business of combing hair is also done by Papa Abraham, so Mama Marsha just take the wet towel and sun it. In addition, Mama Marsha does other things such as taking what is needed by her husband.

"Mira wants to drink breast milk first, son? It's getting full, honey," asked Marsha by taking her place by her husband's side.

"Mrs ... Pa. .. pa," he said.

Oh, that means Mira is willing to drink ASI, but there is still her Papa. Marsha to her own bell. It's not usually Mira like this. It might also be a few days of her Papa overtime at the Photo Studio so Mira wants some time to bond with her Papa.

"Well bounding with Papa," Marsha replied.

"Yes Shayang .. yes, you give ASI and I am here" replied Abraham. Then Abraham said to Mira, "Sama Mama drank ASI well, and Papa will be here to accompany you," he replied.

"This is .. miya" he said. He means he wants his father to be with Mira.

Finally, Marsha took Mira and then gave her ASI, while Mira's one hand never escaped her Papa's grasp. As if he didn't want her to go away and be away from him.

"Fixed, Mira's son is very Papa," Marsha said in a soft whisper to her husband.

Abraham smiled there, "You are right .. He is my son, my flesh and blood" he replied with a smile.

"Manja ya Mas" Marsha replied later.

"It looks like he wants to play with his Papa, Shayang .. sorry, yesterday was also overtime and came home quite late from the studio" replied Abraham.

Marsha nodded her head, "Yes Papa. There's just a saying that says 'Daddy's Lil Girl". So yes this Mira will always be Papa's little girl" Marsha replies.

Instead Marsha is happy because Mira has a closeness with her Papa. It felt like he had a childhood, when Marsha was also in a phase so close to her Papa. However, over time there is precisely the relationship between Marsha and her parents becomes tenuous. Her parents' disharmonious domestic life slowly drives Marsha away from her parents.

"Why silence?" ask Abraham later.

Marsha shook her head for a moment and her eyes were already dewy there, "So miss my Papa .. I used to be a kid too like Mira and you are like this. So close that I never wanted to separate. There is one memory that I remember that I was very happy when I was at school and Papa always drove me to school in the morning. It became the most beautiful memory I remember until now. However, Mama and Papa's unkind relationship and a lot of quarrels kept me away and no longer became their favorite child, even though I was their only child" Marsha said.

Everyone has their past and children's stories embedded in our hearts and minds. Even so with Marsha who saw Mira semanja with Abraham made her feel confused with her Papa. Remembering the times he was still loved and so united by his parents. However, divorce becomes the biggest scourge for a child, where it is no longer a dear child. Being a child that is only lived and not loved.

"It's okay Shayang .. without all that memory, there's no way you'll get here. Would you like to come back to Semarang and stay at your family's house sometime?" ask Abraham later.

"Whenever Mas .. moreover Mama and Papa have also separated the house, so it is increasingly difficult to find both," Marsha replied again.

"Don't be sad Shayang .. We build our household well. You and I both have wounds in the past related to our families. Of course there is trauma and pain in our own hearts, but we can build and realize our domestic life. This is our home, our world that we can color with our favorite colors. A world that not only grows you and me, but also Mira" Abraham replied.

Marsha nodded her head there, "I hope you are not bored with me. Mas .. If you find me wrong and do something that is not pleasing in front of you, I rebuke you. I will be happy to change myself. Don't just be quiet and one day it will explode. You're the person closest to me, sharing my daily life, so scold me, and I'll be heartened to be rebuked and apologized" Marsha said.

Abraham nodded his head, "Of course Shayang .I also, rebuke me. Husband does not mean always right, the wife can justify her husband. We're cooperative couple. Okay?"

"Yes Mas .. duh, so mellow. Look Mira is this close to you, making me remember and miss Papa" Marsha replied.

Without letting go of Mira's faithful hand grasping her index finger, Abraham placed Marsha's head on his shoulder, so that it sat leaning on his shoulder and Marsha herself gave ASI to Mira.

"Here ... sometime we go to Semarang again well, we look at the other Eyang Mira," replied Abraham.

"Thank you Papa Abraham .. very good," replied Marsha.

Abraham smiled, "I will do good to you for the rest of my life, which. Although sometimes there is anger, there is annoyance, yes it's okay, the important thing is to love each other."

"Yes already .. This Mira has finished her ASI. We went downstairs for breakfast, Mas .. Mama and I cooked your favorite menu" Marsha told her husband.

"Hmm, what's Shayang cooking?" ask Abraham.

"Chicken Asem's machete, your favorite," he replied.

Abraham smiled, "Well, add this rice later. Look at Shayang, my stomach is growing, I have to be diligent in sports," replied Abraham by showing his stomach.

"You used to be sixpacks loh Mas" Marsha replied.

"Yes, it's rare that sports now are just like you, '" Abraham suddenly teased.

"That's not a sport, if what it is," Marsha replied.

Until finally both of them stood up and came out of his room, and Mira again was about to cry.

"Mr ... Pa," he said by raising his hand to carry his father.

"Geez, Papa's son .. want to ask for this sling Pa," Marsha replied.

Abraham nodded his head, "Here. Mira just spoiled Papa well. Love U, My Little Girl" said Abraham, holding Mira and going down the stairs to get to the kitchen.