The Love of Doctor

Worried

...Happy Reading's...

Lunch this time, Abhi chose a restaurant near the apartment they occupied. Not a fancy restaurant, just a Minang restaurant according to Abhi's choice, and Naura according, she can eat anything as long as it is not too sweet.

When Naura was a child, her mother always limited the sugar she consumed. Naura still remembered the term given by her mother, Sugar rush. If he consumes too much sugar, his behavior becomes hyperactive, his lips are no less active than his behavior. Be, carried away until now, she's the kind of woman who doesn't like sugar.

Arriving at the Minang restaurant, they entered it in a separate way. Naura leaves Abhi, who still takes her wallet. The black leather wallet was left in a bag placed on the back bench. Because it was hot, so Abhi asked him to enter first.

Since coming out of her new home, Naura was just silently pensive, and neither did Abhi, no one trying to break the silence as they were in the car earlier. The audio player also did not light up, unlike when they were leaving, which was so excited.

Abhi approached towards the table that Naura occupied, asking the waiter to provide a menu list.

The servant immediately passed after taking down the order of the two of them. Abhi who was feeling uneasy, was confused thinking of a way to break the silence. Be, he chose silence, while stealing a look towards Naura.

It was tasteless, Abhi could not enjoy the actual delicacy of food, as he thought of the distance between the two of them. Until the meal was over, they moved out of their seats. Abhi immediately brought Naura home to the apartment.

Arriving inside the apartment, Naura refuses when Abhi asks her to help arrange the clothes into a suitcase. Be, Abhi composed alone the clothes he would carry. He tells Naura to go back to the apartment across the street. Naura chose to enter the room. Shut yourself in there.

There was a sense of unwavering when Abhi was leaving, he thought about how the day would be without Abhi? How does he get rid of his seep? Just thinking about it makes him crazy. Repeatedly Naura let out a rough breath, but the feeling remained the same her anxiety did not diminish in the slightest.

Naura chose to grab the bolster and embrace it with her eyes closed tightly, a fool with Abhi's departure. Because no matter how hard she held her husband back from leaving, Abhi would still leave. Slowly Naura who felt her body tired, was lulled in a dreamland.

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Long enough Abhi left Naura alone in the apartment. He deliberately did so so as not to see the face of Naura who looked sad about his departure.

After finishing Isya's prayer, Abhi returned to his wife's apartment. Scream out of his lips as he opened the apartment door. The condition is quiet, the lights are not yet on, while the door connecting the balcony is still wide open, making the wind into the apartment.

Abhi stepped into his wife's room, his hand moving to turn on the room lights immediately his lips smiled faintly as he watched his wife fall asleep on the bed, clenching tightly. He walked closer, intending to wake Naura up.

Abhi's long fingers began to trace his wife's cheekbones, rubbing them gently while observing Naura's response. However, again his wife was still drowning in a sea of dreams, he was hard to wake up if it was like this.

The flight schedule is still two hours away. But he also has to be on guard if the road gets jammed. “Sayang ..” call him while gently shaking his wife's body. “Nana .. My dear, My Love, My Beloved, Angel Surgaku .. wake up, Na!” Abhi pressed his wife's nose, like yesterday, and it worked. Naura opened her eyes wide.

“It's time I left!” Abhi revealed Naura's hair that felt moist with sweat, Naura's look of sadness was clearly visible in Abhi's eyes.

“Only one week, if God allow us to meet again!” he continued with a faint smile that was able to calm Naura down.

Naura directly grabbed onto her body. He returned Abhi's smile while pulling Abhi's nose. He was covering up the sadness he felt.

“You're at home, yes.” Abhi noticed Naura's face that looked sad.

“Bby. But I don't want any drama at the airport, yeah!” Abhi commemorates with a small ruckus.

Naura took a deep breath, “drama what? A husband who leaves his wife? You will definitely be back, right! I'm getting ready, yeah!” Naura got out of bed, leaving behind a strange attitude that made Abhi keep wondering.

Waiting for approximately thirty minutes Naura was ready with her makeup. He was wearing black jeans, with a blouse without a motive and a small black bag had draped sweetly on his shoulders, after being ready he immediately went out of the room, not wanting his in-laws to wait too long.

Naura gave a friendly smile to her mother-in-law, then turned towards Ara, teasing for a while the little girl who was already wearing a fur jacket, as if looking for comfort.

On the way to Soekarno Hatta airport, Naura was silent, while staring at the road thinking about what really did not need to be thought. Naura was sitting next to her in-laws, because Ara was unwilling to sit on the back bench, the little girl asked to sit in the front seat, next to Abhi. Widya who understands the current atmosphere chooses silence does not want to interfere.

Arriving at the airport, Abhi quickly pulled his belongings out of the trunk of the car. Lucky tonight he uses his wife's car, so the trunk of the car is wider.

“You want to come in, Which?” abhi asked, approaching his wife.

“Iya, dong.” Naura answered while playing Ara's cheek. Avoiding eye contact with Abhi, she does not want Abhi to see her weak, just because she was left for a few days.

“Come!” one hand Abhi held his wife's hand, linking her fingers to Naura's.

Arriving in front of a 60-inch screen, when Abhi reads the check in sign his airline has opened, he intends to finish it first. “I check in first, yes! You and mama wait here, let Ara be with me!” ask Abhi, justifying Naura's haircut that scattered due to the night wind.

“Still back again, right?” naura asked, her eyes constantly observing the person passing by.

“Yes, my mom is still here. You wait there!” Abhi smiled, pointing at the black empty stool. Then carrying Ara, following the airport porter who now carries his suitcases in.

Naura watched Abhi's back intently until Widya's voice tried to distract her.

“Don't worry, Na! Abhi will be fine. He's just gone for a second. After this you will also go alone, right?” Widya tries to cheer up.

Naura nodded. “Nana is fine, Ma." her smile was wry, towards the sneaker she was wearing, "Sorry yes, Ma ... Nana can't get to Siantar there's work that Nana can't leave here" he continued.

“It's okay, Na. Mama understands." After that, only the noise of the suitcase wheel from the person passing by in front of him.

“Mama titip Abhi yes, Na. Sometimes he still likes to be stubborn.” Widya gave a small laugh, then rubbed Naura's back.

“Abhi is supposed to take care of Nana, Ma! She's big, so she can protect Nana.”

Widya chuckles, then hugs Naura from the side. "believe the same mama, Abhi is a good boy. If he's wrong, let mama reprimand him! You guys are fine in Jakarta. Whatever happens, you need to be together."

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