The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 179. Cross Feelings
Chapters 179. Cross Feelings
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" Why it happened, to you. I can't believe you're gone....
Should I go, leave the world, that I may meet you..."
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Peterpan feat. Chrisye ~ My Love Story)
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In the spacious room a woman was seen just cleaning herself, now she was staring at her reflection in the mirror. Dhira suddenly became insecure over the incident that befell his best friend.
Now his best friend also holds the status as he used to be. To be a widow. But for some reason, Dhira's heart also felt pain. He could not even bear it if it all happened to him, especially he who also loved Abhimanyu so much.
" What's wrong?" Abhimanyu, who had just entered his room after making milk for his wife, approached his wife with a glass of white drink.
Abhimanyu put the milk on their bedside, and then he approached and hugged his wife who was sitting in front of the dressing table from behind.
" Why do you, honey.hm? Abhimanyu tightly hugged his wife who was found shedding tears.
" I didn't expect that Rangga mas to go so fast!" Dhira shrank her tears while pulling the fluid that filled her nostrils, grabbed the tissue in front of her and shrunk her nose slowly.
" Came Here ...!"Abhimanyu led his wife to sit on the bed. The man is seen hugging his wife from behind while whispering the words of reinforcement.
"We all have to be honest, I still can't believe it's going to be this fast. I don't even know your best friend's husband. But everything in this world will return. We just don't know when it's time. I..you..all....!"
Dhira is still diligent with tissue and activities wiping his tears that do not want to stop out.
" I'm not strong when I see Shinta kayak that mas!" Dhira momentarily let the tissue in his eyes stick in silence. He let the sadness he felt come out as he pleased.
The woman's body trembled.
Abhimanyu who understood his wife's feelings, continued to kiss Dhira's quivering back which continued to shake with tears.
" I can't stand it if it happens to me....!" he said while shrinking his increasingly moist nose.
" Sstttt.we don't know what will happen in the days ahead. God has arranged everything. Udah ..stop think the macem-macem. There's this that we should both take care of ..hm?" point Abhimanyu towards Dhira's stomach. Reminds his wife when she is two.
Abhimanyu cupped the face of his wife whose eyes began to look swollen due to sobs, "stop thinking things out!"
" Please promise to be careful. I love you so much..so very dear!" Dhira wrapped both her hands around her husband's stomach. She leaned her head against the chest of her husband's field which now continues to rub his back painstakingly.
" I'm even more and more affectionate with you!!" Abhimanyu kissed the top of his wife's head deep and long. He understood, his wife must be carried away by feelings. Especially his wife is pregnant. Rapid mood changes, he should be able to understand.
" Thank you!" Dhira looked at her husband's face shady. With a slow motion Abhimanyu kissed his wife's lips, the man Melu*mat his wife's lips full of love. As if affirming that he will always be his protector.
Dhira closed her eyes enjoying the sweep of her husband's tongue. A little longer than usual, breathlessly they let go of each other the links of their wet lips.
Dhira's moist nose makes it harder to breathe. Abhimanyu denied the kiss with a brief kiss twice on his wife's lips, then moved to his forehead twice.
" We rest, tomorrow we have to go to Rangga's funeral!" Abhimanyu grabbed the milk on the nightstand, gave it to Dhira for a sip.
Dhira was so grateful, Abhimanyu missed the word attention. Her husband was truly the real form of a guard and protector for her.
Abhimanyu grabbed the empty glass and placed it on the nightstand again, he turned off the lights of his room using the remote, then laid his wife's body while hugging her from behind.
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Two small hands Sekar now he put together and he used to support his cheeks that had been slanted to face her husband in their room that night.
" What are you doing?" tanya Wisang who now also lies his body facing the face of his wife who is still looking at him.
Wisang pulled the blanket to the stomach of his wife. He was also in the thick blanket.
" I can't imagine being Shinta mas's mom....!"
It seems that all women are always a sudden insecure, when an unexpected event happens to others, they feel it too.
"Darling.have not thought about anything. Today we are like this, tomorrow we have a way!" Wisang stroked his wife's cheek.
She looked at her husband who had just taken a shower that night. The scent of an exclusive soap lingered on his nose.
" I feel sorry for Shinta. She's the strongest woman I've ever known, but.geliat her destroyed like earlier..rasa me....!" Sekar felt his chest tight.
" When you are also dissolved in sadness, tomorrow who comforts Shinta. We as friends need to be stronger. Must make them believe that everything that happens is part of a destiny that must be passed by the way it is faced!" Wisang embraces his wife's body in his arms.
" Nobody knows what's going to happen tomorrow!" Wisang rubbed his wife's back gently. His heart was also sad, he even recalled his life that was almost filled with futility.
" You must be strong in order to strengthen others!" Wisang tipped Sekar's forehead.
" We are sleeping. Tomorrow we still have to help Shinta make it to the funeral!" Wisang hugged his wife who now also hugged him tightly. Kissed his wife's lips briefly, then closed his eyes.
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The clock is past one o'clock in the morning. Shinta was still fluttering next to her husband's body. There were only a few close neighbors who were still chatting while yawning many times in front of the house.
Mr. Ali apparently continued to talk with Danan until that hour. And realizing that his wife had stayed too long, the man told Danan to look at Ms. Nisa.
" Shin. You rest. Let me be here!" said Danan who just appeared from the back.
Shinta stared at Danan with an expressionless glance, then returned to the face of her husband who had become the corpse.
Heart Danan pain. Shinta was completely shaken her mind.
" Shin..this is morning, you are....!"
" I can take care of myself.You're the one who's resting!" shinta replied without looking at Danan.
The awkwardness is now there. And comfort evaporates.
" Yin....!" danan still insisted.
" I can take care of myself!" Shinta stared at Danan. Makes the man flinch. This is the first time they have spoken since the hospital, but it is not okay.
Can Danan concluded Shinta in an unstable condition.
" Okay.ok..okay if it wants you!" Danan couldn't push Shinta any more. He could see Shinta's face holding back emotions, sadness and distress at the same time.
And a moment later, Shinta's body was hollow. The woman was suddenly unconscious.
"Dear!!!"
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