The Huckold Married??

The Visible View

Deefa was already in the car enjoying the ride, although she was sad when she had to leave her hometown but she had to endure her sadness because there was a man she missed so much.

He could not hold back the tears in Salimah's arms that forced him to drive her to the station, not forgetting that she left her mother to Salimah, the son of Kiyai Burhan and Umi Salamah, who has always been a part of his life.

The sky had started to turn yellow the afternoon sign would soon turn into night, the journey taken by train was still about two hours more to get to Jakarta and move on another transportation so that he could arrive home and meet with the husband.

It was already impatient but he calmed himself down to keep waiting until the train stopped at the station he was heading to.

While enjoying the view along with the sky that slowly darkened Deefa's ears caught the sound of a small baby crying in the lap of a woman who Deefa thought was her mother.

Slowly the sound of the baby's cry became louder, making almost all passengers look at the mother who was trying hard to calm the baby.

From the look of the eyes of the passengers as if asking to immediately calm the baby so as not to disturb those who were partly trying to close their eyes but still not because the sound of crying is quite disturbing.

The skin on her face, which is thought to be in her 20s, was pale, fearing that the person in the carriage would be angry with her for not being able to make the baby stop crying.

The young mother, who was alone in the carriage, tried to persuade the baby, trying to give milk but the baby refused, not wanting to drink milk from the bottle that was offered by her mother, then Deefa saw the young mother was preparing to give breast milk but again rejected by the baby who was still faithful to her cries.

I don't know why Deefa heard the baby's cry more and more to make Deefa's heart become pity, do not have the heart for fear of the baby's voice running out or his throat hurts from crying that does not want to be stopped.

While the people around them are staring more sharply because they are really disturbed and uncomfortable with the sound of crying, he said, they were tired of the long journey hoping to get a little rest but instead there was a baby who was crying and his mother could not silence him.

"That's his son crying Ma'am!" exclaimed a woman who began to be disturbed until finally voicing what was in her heart.

"Yes sorry Ma'am, this is me trying to silence but his son is fussy again," replied the young mother who was now standing from her seat.

Moreover, what he had to do after all the efforts he had done since then still failed, this was the only way when his legs had begun to ache but his son did not stop his crying.

"Have a child can not manage how the hell, a crying child can not be fished!" jolt one of the men sitting in the corner at the very end.

Deefa saw one by one the people in the carriage began to protest making her feel sorry for the young mother who could not answer anything anymore, the young mother had tried her best but her baby was still faithful to the cries and tears that filled her little face.

"Diem de, we'll be here soon" trying to persuade a baby who still doesn't understand what he's saying, of course, the baby also did not understand that since then his mother was constantly scolded by the people in the carriage.

Deefa, who could not bear to see the young mother, continued to get unpleasant words from the people standing up from her seat, she approached the young mother, perhaps she could provide help.

"Sir" called Deefa when she was near the woman holding the baby but was not aware of her existence.

The woman turned to Deefa, who had a very friendly and soothing face in her eyes.

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"Who was talking to you?" gumay asked Gerry, who was tying his shoelaces after they finished the Ashar prayer.

"Who is the same?" instead of answering stupidly and asked back then what kind of response Gumay when the question was even answered with a question as well and even the question he asked earlier seemed to be repeated?

Gumay immediately kicked a shoe from Gerry who had not been in use, kicking it hard until it slid quickly unhindered down a large tree around the mosque.

"Bad!" hardik Gerry while jumping to take the shoes because only one foot only wears a base.

His friend was so insolent and a jerk would just kick people's shoes making him like a frog with an indistinct punch.

Gerry put up his shoes and then came back closer to the friend whose behavior was wrong, had just finished praying and had even sinned by zolimi his own friend.

"Lo was talking to who woi!?" this Gumay guy is unyielding already irritated but still vent his unanswered curiosity.

That was when they had not yet entered the classroom he saw Gerry talking to a man he felt he had never seen on campus, feeling his face was very foreign, Gumay finally just saw from a distance trying to eavesdrop but his ears were not long enough to be able to listen to what Gerry and the stranger were talking about, what Gumay could capture from the look on the man's face was the seriousness that emanated clearly from the look in his eyes.

"Kepo really Lo so people," is still reluctant to tell let alone this is about work and hobbies that make money, does he not get two benefits? the hobby of channeling income also increased not only from the workshop, ah enough to treat five women in one night.

Gumay snorted annoyed with the unsatisfactory answer his soul wanted to know, maybe later tonight he would not sleep soundly because so curious insatiable.

"Damn it," Gumay grumbled.

While the one in the grunts even cengengesan without sin until Rio came out and sat beside Gumay and then even threw a question.

"So who's Gerry May, you know what?"

"Damn it!" the gumay who was arrogant was even asked a question that he had not yet got the answer.

"Why are you even nyolot?" surprised by the attitude of his friend.

"Gue asked me the same question but he did not answer, eh Lo came and even the same me! ask the same person directly there, "gumay's nagging moves his chin to point at Gerry who is back standing under a busy tree with his cellphone.

"Lo's just not told let alone me," rio said he already knew that he would not get an answer if he was desperate to ask the suspect who had made the souls of their kepo wriggling uncontrollably.

"Dear."

The sudden voice of the woman's call made Rio and Gerry turn increasingly flabbergasted when he heard Gumay return a similar call.

"Honey," Gumay's voice and expression that had been tangled had returned to be very cheerful to welcome the arrival of the woman who had been suspected by Rio.

"Gue unplug first huh," Gumay told Rio.

"What Lo look around!" so fierce Gumay when Gerry was staring.

Rio walked over to Gerry, "will be really a child together, brawling year-old dating, humans eat talk," said Rio.

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Deefa was holding the baby who was crying miraculously the baby was slowly stopping her crying as Deefa listened to the prayer in a soft voice.

Deefa's body moved left and right to hold the tiny baby who was just three months old, the little baby girl who was still very holy without sin looked so beautiful with thick black hair was already completely not crying.

The cry that had been very excited was not heard to make the people in the carriage could rest and the mother of the baby breathed a sigh of relief because finally the fussy baby could be soothed as well.

Not only did her crying stop but her eyes began to shrink, the baby was so comfortable in Deefa's arms, too, a foreign woman he does not know but is like a helper angel to him and his mother.

The mother smiled happily when Deefa looked at him as if telling him that the baby named Alika would soon fall asleep soundly.

Maybe the baby felt uncomfortable being in the train for too long, so it made him cry so strongly as if it was his way to protest to his mother for not feeling at home.

"Mr is married?" ask the baby's mother when Deefa is still holding her baby.

"Already," Deefa replied with a smile.

"Thank God, do you have a child?" ask again.

"Not yet, I ask for his prayers yes mbak let immediately have Dede baby too," Pinta Deefa sincerely.

"Aamiin O Allah, may Mbak soon be given a boogey by Allah," said the woman was no less sincere even accompanied by her hand moving to stroke Deefa's stomach.

"How long has she been married?" asked after stopping the movement of his hand on Deefa's stomach.

"Almost seven months." gave a smile.

"Oh not long ago, you are still told to date first with God, do not be too thoughtful anyway if it is time God will also surely give what Mbak expects, he said, as long as you keep trying to keep the spirit does not need to be a burden later that there is even stress will not be good for the condition of the body," said the mother who Deefa did not think could even be very mature when from her face she saw the woman was younger than him, or maybe because of experience.

"God willing, I don't and my husband will continue to pray and try" Deefa smiled faintly.

Look at a young woman who can still speak wisely to stretch the heart of Deefa who is worried about when she is pregnant, Deefa said, but why did her mother-in-law who understood even the most religious act like a prosecutor who charged the defendant, Deefa sighed at the thought of her mother-in-law, don't want her happiness today because being able to hold a small baby is disturbed just by thinking about what her in-laws have to say.

Today Deefa felt so happy that she could feel how being a mother should calm her crying baby, feeling happy because the baby stopped crying can even fall asleep very soundly in his carrier.

Deefa smilingly looked at the little baby before returning it to her mother.

"May I kiss him?" ask Deefa.

He realized that he was just another person who should not just kiss someone else's baby so he also asked permission to the baby's mother who gave permission to him.

How happy Deefa is that she kisses twice a sleeping little baby not even disturbed at all by what she does.

"Thank you Ma'am" Deefa said.

"I should be grateful to you because I helped calm Alika even to sleep," said the mother.

Deefa threw a smile and then returned to her seat, when she was sitting she continued to enjoy the smell of the baby attached to her shirt, the smell of the baby that made her impatient to have children soon.

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