The Hidden Love

Jealousy is a sign of love, anger is a sign of ferocity.

"Next time don't you dare talk to strangers!" sultan jolted at his wife as soon as they got into the car.

"So you want me to be the one who doesn't know to return the favor, do you? That guy helped me so what's wrong with saying thank you to him" Hanum replied.

"But it doesn't need to be so good, right? Did you think I didn't see you smiling at him just now?" 

The sultan was still grumbling, but his hands had not yet been removed from the seatbelt he was about to wear on Hanum, making sure it was properly attached after he had slightly rewinded his body.

"Ganjen? Did he say I was a wanjen? What did you see from the side? Do you think anyone would say thank you to the person who helped her with that sullen face? Or do I need to swipe at him? You can not, give an example of how we say thank you to people who have helped us without a smile," said Hanum.

"The thing is, he's stealing the opportunity." 

"What opportunity?" pekik Hanum's.

"She seemed to be enjoying the view of you while tying your shoelaces. Can't you see it?"

"Gosh, he was down when he tied my shoelaces, so how can you say he saw me?" argue Hanum.

"Still to argue with me?" 

Hanum leaned his body back, she who had been trying to give understanding to the Sultan but in fact, her husband remained firm in his stance. Assuming if he has made a mistake, but if it is honest Hanum actually does not want to be helped by the stranger.

The words uttered by the Sultan indicated a spark of jealousy in the man. Jealousy out of place.

"Why did he get so angry anyway" Hanum murmured.

"Of course I'm angry."

Hanum nodded, not expecting her husband to hear her words, but she just muttered a little.

"Indeed you think which husband will not be angry if he sees his wife close to another man" added Sultan.

"Nearby to where, obviously it was in a public place so where may ...,"

"So you mean you'll do it in a quieter place, right?"

It's free that I continue to respond to his words, want to be explained anyway will not work because I was always wrong in his eyes, inner Hanum.

The girl seemed to think for a moment, looking for words that her husband could understand. She herself almost lost her patience as she constantly faced her husband's unfailing jealousy. 

"Can't answer, right?" sultan was sarcastic.

Hearing her husband's words really provoked Hanum's anger, things like this could not be allowed to drag on. Can be long times the width of complicated bin later.

"It's hard to talk to you, Mas, anything wrong. I answered wrong, not answered much less. What exactly do you want, Mas?" Hanum raised the volume of his voice, there was no softness at all. "Where do you try, men who are interested in pregnant women? It doesn't make sense!" Hanum still keeps on messing around.

Glanced sharply at the man who was still silent beside him, did not know just how he would be if Hanum was angry.

The atmosphere in the car was so tense after a fierce dispute between husbands and wives who were misunderstanding it. Hanum, who felt he had never done anything wrong, did everything in his power to protect his pride from the Sultan who always cornered him. While the Sultan is a man who is stupid in the affairs of love who still can not put themselves. Be him misunderstood to trigger the emergence of jealousy that is not in place.

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"Grandfather," call Hanum as soon as he gets home. 

"You just got home?" Burhan put down the newspaper he was reading.

"Yes, how'd grandpa have lunch?"

"What time is it now? Why are you asking about lunch while it's late at night? Of course already, grandfather eats regularly so don't worry."

"Have you also taken your medicine?" ask Hanum again.

"You can ask Mbok Darmi, the guy is sitting there too." Burhan pointed at the bench in front of him, he deliberately asked Darmi to sit there, accompanying him to read the newspaper.

"Really, Mbok?" Hanum turned his head towards the middle-aged woman who always wore cloth as her trademark.

"Yes, Den ayu," he replied politely.

"You'd better hurry up to your room and take a shower. Dinner is only half an hour away" Burhan told his son-in-law's granddaughter. "Why have you noticed the two of you shut up?" Burhan looked at his two grandchildren in turn. "What's wrong?"

"There's nothing." 

"Mas Sultan!" 

Burhan gawked hearing the two say different things simultaneously.

"So what's the problem?" burhan asked while fixing the glasses.

"Nothing" answered the Sultan briefly.

"The problem is with Grandfather's granddaughter who is handsome plenary," argued Hanum. He confirmed his grandfather's suspicions.

"So, will my favorite grandson tell my grandfather?" talk Burhan to Hanum.

"The Sultan's mad, Cake."

The Sultan blinked his eyes, coding on his wife so that the woman would not go on with her words.

"really?" burhan asked half in disbelief.

"How dare I lie to grandpa. He was jealous, blind jealous to be exact. Mas Sultan was jealous of the man who had helped Hanum get Hanum's wallet down, and tied Hanum's loose shoelaces, Cake," Hanum complained to his grandfather.

"Enough, Honey! Don't talk anymore" stop the Sultan.

Burhan and Mbok Darmi laughed at the behavior of a couple who were arguing in front of them.

"Essentially you! Let Grandpa punish you."

Sultan almost cried from embarrassment, this was the first time his wife complained to grandfather. 

"Why did grandpa hit me on the head?" cynic Sultan.

"It's still a good thing I just hit you in the head, what if I get a shot*k?"

"Grandfather is right."

"You are a stupid man, you still do not understand what true love means. You're so busy with your business that you don't have time to find a lover. Look, you might not even be married right now or you might never even be married your whole life if your late sister hadn't left Hanum to you" Burhan said.

Hanum slipped, his mouth slightly open, not believing what his grandfather had just said to the Sultan.

Just like his wife, Sultan's body froze, he had expected that he would get an attack from Burhan but he did not expect that his grandfather would make his late sister as a weapon.

If only you knew the truth that from the beginning the Sultan only fell in love with one woman and that woman is now his wife. Sultan is not stupid, he is just showing how much he loves Hanum, that's why he is blinded by the jealous, inner Mbok Darmi.

"Sshh ..," suddenly Hanum hissed while holding his stomach.

"Darling, what's with your stomach? Does that hurt?" sultan asked in panic.

Hanum shook her head but her husband knew very well that she was holding something back.

As if he did not like if anyone spoke badly about his father, the babies in the womb Hanum also kicked strong mother's stomach.

"Your son doesn't seem to like it when his mother and great-grandfather are talking about his father." again, Hanum grimaces as he feels the baby in his womb getting stronger kicking him.

"What do you mean, son?" Burhan approaches his son-in-law's granddaughter.

"Grandfather's great-grandfather seems to be angry that we've been talking about his father, which is why he keeps kicking me. Auwf ... Sshh ... Honey, how powerful your kicks are." Hanum leaned back.

"May grandfather touch your belly? Grandfather would love to feel what their movements are like in your stomach" Burhan asked.

"Of course." Hanum.

The sultan who had been beside his wife had shifted slightly, giving space to his grandfather.

Burhan's wrinkled hands trembled as soon as they touched the stomach of his granddaughter-in-law, his countenance tensed even more when he felt a strong enough tremor there. Her brown eye bead was giving off a ray of happiness, being able to feel her grandson's presence in Hanum's womb had made her so happy, what if the two little angels had been born into the world? The old man had a hard time defining his current feelings.

"Can the Mbok feel it too?" mbok Darmi said with a clear face.

The third look of the people who were there was immediately distracted, staring fixedly at the woman who was sitting with hopeful eyes.

Seeing my eyes it really makes the heart of Sultan trenyuh, the woman who has been considered like a mother is indeed special even though God does not give her a child despite having lived for years married life with her husband, Mr. Parmin. Maybe that's what causes her to fight hard to always maintain the condition of Hanum's pregnancy. Ensuring that the essential nutrients during Hanum's pregnancy are always met, ensuring that Hanum regularly takes his medication even though it has been done by the Sultan. The happiness the old woman felt upon hearing the news of Hanum's pregnancy, exceeded the happiness she had ever felt during her life.

"Why should you ask, Mommy? Come here!" Hanum touched Darmi's hand and then placed it on his stomach, right where the babies were still playing. "Touch them Mbok, they are also the grandchildren of Si Mbok."

The clear thread that has since pooled in the eye pelupuk Mbok Darmi finally freefall soaked his face that began to wrinkle. The words spoken by Hanum earlier felt so touching the recesses of his heart. 

The Sultan touched Darmi's shoulder and hugged the woman from behind. It was like he was saying something to strengthen his nanny's mother but it was as if his throat was stuck.

"Hanum will make Si Mbok a hassle to help take care of them once they are born later" Hanum joked.

"By pleasure, Non. The Mbok will definitely be very happy if allowed to take care of the twins later." Mbok Darmi rubbed the rough tears that glued on his cheeks.

So many things that happened there, the tense atmosphere that had felt instantly turned into a haru atmosphere that was tucked away in happiness.

"Yes there, take a shower! Grandpa wait in the dining room huh," Burhan ordered.

"Don't be sad again Mbok, Hanum follow sad if Mbok sad. Hanum wants to go upstairs first," he said as he rubbed the hand of the old woman who was still as unwilling as it was.

Mbok Darmi nodded.

"Help your wife up on Grandpa afraid she's okay. After all, grandfather said for a while you slept in the guest room so that Hanum did not need to go up and down the stairs, why not obey" Burhan said.

"No .. No, Cake. Hanum can walk on his own. Lagian Hanum was also still angry with her," Hanum's son was followed by a cynical look at her husband.

"I was acting like that because I was jealous." Sultan reasoned.

"Yes, but the way you told Hanum was probably wrong" Burhan said.

"Indeed, which husband wouldn't be angry to see his wife near another woman?" Sultan squeaking. "Try if you were the Sultan, what would you do?" The sultan laughed. "Huh, it's inconceivable, that grandfather might scold the man while he's strangling his neck, but he's not!" The sultan nodded slowly. "Grandfather won't just cut his neck, any more than that, grandfather will definitely shoot the man, dor ...!" Sultan is so good at doing this like an actor.

A boisterous laugh immediately filled the room, Sultan looks so dramatic the scene he imagines if the incident really happened in front of his eyes. Considering his grandfather was a firm man in making decisions.

"How dare you make me the basic joke of a crazy boy!" maki Burhan's.

"Well, grandpa's angry, right? The same thing will definitely do if you are jealous of your wife. So stop teasing me," Sultan smiled victorious.

"That's you from before me, you little brat! Small berandal less aj*r!" Burhan kept on cursing at his grandson.

The Sultan ran towards the steps, leaving his grandfather who was already preparing to spew incandescent lava. Before he was hit by a burst of fire from the anger of the grandfather it is better for him to avoid. He continued to run small while humming singing local band songs that had boomed in Indonesia.

"Jealous sign of love, angry sign ...," Sultan thought for a moment. "What are the signs? Wearing the show forgets everything again." The sultan smacked his forehead while repeating his song. "Jealous sign of love, angry sign ...,"

"Anger sign is fierce" chirped Hanum who was still on the stairs.

"Is that really the verse?" Sultan asked.

"Where do I know, aren't you singing, so just think for yourself!" cynical Hanum.

The sultan kept watch over his wife until the woman's back escaped the reach of his eyes. There are a lot of Korean dramas, Asian dramas or even Indosi*r dramas happening today and it all makes him exhausted.

  

How he who had been taken flying into the clouds during a romantic incident in the car last afternoon, until suddenly as if his body was thrown into the earth because of his jealousy blindly and that's all, Hanum is the cause.

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