The Ours In Another Story

24. You and I Are Not Separated

Rere smiled at Jevan's words. She was only able to shut up and look at her husband. Jevan looked at him, but he read that there was still a speck of doubt in his wife's eyes. Jevan then gets an idea to convince Rere of his feelings that will not change. Because indeed he also realized that his wife has a high incidence. He is always not good at what others say.

"Pretty try to put your hands together like this and bend your middle fingers" Jevan said, asking Rere to put his palms together and bend his middle fingers inward.

"Now you're trying to separate your thumbs, okay?"

"Can" replied Rere.

"Find it?"

"Can."

"Your sweet finger?"

"No."

"If pinkie?"

"Can."

"I heard about it in a lecture. This thumb represents our parents, while the index finger is a brother, the middle finger represents our own, the ring finger of a couple, and the little finger is our children" Jevan said. He joined his hands together and practiced like the previous Rere one by one.

"Look, we can separate our thumbs because one day our parents will go ahead of us. We're gonna split up. The index finger, if one brother and the other have married they will be separated like me, Jovan, and Junius are also not home. The pinkie can also be separated, right? One day will come a time where we take our children to the guarantee and pick each happy. But the ring finger, this finger symbolizes a couple. It cannot be separated as hard as you try. This is me and you, Reva. We are an inseparable couple" Jevan said. Rere was still staring at his finger and still trying to separate his ring finger but always failed.

"Here you hear, wife's heaven is on the husband. Where you go depends on me. If I could guide you God willing we would be together to heaven. You will never be separated from me. It will not, either in the world or in the hereafter. Ananda Reva Aulia will still be half-breath Prasetya Jevando Kusuma, so you have no reason to be afraid. Our bond is strong Beautiful can never weaken. As long as your name is still in my prayer and my name is in your prayer, we will not be separated" Jevan said, now holding Rere's hand.

“I thought all this time it was just me who was dear to you, Mas. You're the same, you mean more to me, because you're the only place for me to go home. Prasetya Jevando Kusuma, I hope you know my feelings.”

“Of course I know my beauty,” said Jevan who pinched Rere's nose gnashed.

“That title from the beginning was just for you and will always be yours. You are beautiful Reva, very beautiful,” Jevan said making Rere smile. Jeff always loved her in the right way. He always knew what Rere needed without him having to talk. Although not much to say but the action is always real.

By nightfall, Rere was the first to whine hungry. It seemed like he had really seized the opportunity as requested by Reno this afternoon. Rere's behavior, Rere's effect, and Rere's whining are exactly like Nafiza's. But it doesn't matter, Jevan misses this one. Since there is Nafiza let alone to be spoiled, sulking is rare. Though Rere was very, very, very adorable when sulking with both cheeks that are increasingly bulging and lips bent down like this. What a weakness of Jevando Kusuma.

“Nafiza have not eaten yet?” ask Rere.

Still, as long as Rere is now a mother. Obviously in every breath he would always include the name of Nafiza, his daughter. Jevan was even jealous of his own son because Rere's attention was divided, but anyway he was also divided so they break even.

“Phone aja,” suggestion Jevan.

Just Rere will open his phone, enter a photo message from Tiara. He sent me a picture of Nafiza eating meatballs, he said Akung bought them. Nafiza's face looked happy when she tried to bite a large meatball that had been stuck into the fork. Tiara in her message also said that if Rere did not have to worry about the state of Nafiza here, but still wanted to be like anything he would not be able to forget even if only for a moment.

“Mas, do you think Nafiza is ready yet to be a sister?” ask Rere.

“What do you think?” ask Jevan.

“I don't think he's ready yet. He still needs the full attention of Papa Mama, sure Mas we want to love sister for Nafiza now?” ask Rere.

“If I thought he was ready. If he's not ready, he won't give us a chance to come here. Just look at him carefully, right? Beautiful as rich you used to say, if you want to wait ready to continue until when? Just as rich we keep learning, Nafiza too. Starting small, let him learn to share and accept the presence of others in his life. You yourself also said you do not want Nafiza to be an only child? Trust me, everything will be fine,” Jevan said as he continued to stroke Rere's head.

“I know you're protective of Nafiza because she's a little different from the other kids, but our Gem is strong. Give him the opportunity to learn and explore his world. Let him develop according to his age, huh?” jevan said.

Rere then nodded his ass. Jevan knows how hard Rere struggles to learn to be a good mother to her skin. He learned everything from nothing, without the experience of feeling the affection of a mother he struggled to give his whole life and death to his Faith. Jevan sees for himself how Rere strives to be good, to be perfect and strong in the presence of Nafiza. Even Rere who always vent everything in tears began to learn not to cry anymore in order to give strength to his daughter.

Just like Jevan who always wants to make sure if these two beauties will always be in good shape. He's always trying to look after Rere and Nafiza. Although he himself was actually tired of having to work hard to meet all the needs of his small family, but he always made sure he took the time to play and gather with his wife and daughter. That was why she could feel so guilty that Nafiza cried because she missed him.