The Perfect Happiness
S2 - Eps 68
Jefri POV's.
It was evening, the sky was falling. Dusk greets.
We have arrived, I parked this car right in the yard next to the house. I looked at Tika who was fast asleep beside me. 'He must be tired, ' I thought.
I still did not understand what had happened to him, which obviously I had seen the look of frightened eyes that radiated from his eyes. His trembling hand made my guess feel right.
I've never seen him so scared that I cry and stuff. A moment before, his voice sounded fine when I called. Sounds cheerful and still excited.
I don't know why my curiosity is stronger than any other feeling that now arises. I glanced at the handbag he had placed beside him. I slowly pulled the handle, then I put my hand in it. Groped something.
Yep! Meet me!
I searched for his phone. I don't know why I became curious about the contents of his phone. We never checked each other's cell phones before. Because to be honest, since we were together, we wanted it before or after marriage, we tried to trust each other.
I just wanted to unlock the screen without the password. Suddenly his hand touched the screen of his phone, covering the screen and my gaze. I was a little surprised by that move. Then I slowly turned to her who had just opened her eyes.
"Last we call, all still in a good whim. A few minutes later, you're like this, "I'm flat with no expression.
I can still see clearly the look on his face, behind the dim light of the lights produced from the garden lights. I slowly lowered my hand which was holding her phone, which was where her hand was also touching the phone.
"I don't papa, I just need a break." His hand then detached from the phone in my hand, grabbed his handbag and got down from the car walking towards the door of the house.
Tika looked lethargic, the look on her face already described everything. He struggled on his own without even getting me involved. But I also couldn't force him to immediately tell her about what he had been through. 'I just need to calm her down and let her tell me herself, ' my inner self.
I let out a rough sigh, then came down from the car while gripping Tika's phone, immediately following her into the house.
I thought Tika would go straight to the bathroom and shower to clean her body, but she didn't. As soon as I entered the house, I was glued to my feet by the door to see him standing still behind me. Not far from where I stand now.
Soon I shut the door, and then I lock it with my key. Walk slowly closer to him. I touched both ends of her shoulders with my hand and then I hugged her from behind.
The smell of her hair calms my mind. His trembling body still felt so clear in my arms. Shaking with the fear he was still not ready to share with me.
Slowly I heard the sound of her crying moans, I choked. Again he cried. I quickly released my arms and then I turned her body to face me. Then I put it back.
Bukk!
He dropped his bag on the floor and replied to me. Close-fitting.
His cry exploded again, echoing adorning this room. Very tightly he hugged me. There was not much I could do this time, other than shut up, stroking his head and back, letting him cry as hard as he could. To vent all the emotions he felt.
"Get it all out, to the fullest. But after this you have to promise, do not even one tear drop fall again," I said firmly, although in fact I did not know what had happened. Merely, I am unable to see his condition like this.
"You remember I didn't promise you? I cannot promise a life without problems, but I dare to promise a happiness that you always have in it" I said slowly while trying to calm it down.
"And I hope you do too. Get me into your problems, we face them together let us be happy together, too" he said.
Tika tightened her hug again, slowly sobs her crying increasingly subsided until she finally raised her head to look at me. Still in the position of hugging each other, I gave her a smile.
Then I invited her to take a shower immediately, to feel calmer, Tika obeyed. We headed to the room. Not forgetting I grabbed his handbag lying on the floor, then brought him to walk together up the stairs.
***
"When you want to tell a story, I wait until you're ready. I won't make you a story now" I said from behind him in the bathtub.
We soak, I help to clean her hair while occasionally hugging her from behind and then tucking the niche of her neck. Tika was still silent, occasionally she daydreamed, looking in blankness. Until I finally decided to take him rinsing, then dry his body with a towel. Raise it and lay it on the bed.
His view is still empty. I lie down next to him and then I pull the blanket to cover our bodies. I held him from behind. I wrapped one of my hands around her stomach, and the other hand I made a pillow to support her head. I peeked at the top of his head from behind.
Before long, Tika suddenly moved her body, turning to face me. With his brownish-black eyeballs, we exchanged a glance. Both of his hands moved cupped to either side of my cheeks, then his thumb carelessly stroked my lips.
"My body is not as clean as you think" he said trembling.
My thoughts could immediately capture clearly what he meant in his words earlier. Spontaneously I hugged her body tightly. Letting his head sink into my midrib.
***
I woke up from my sleep. Tika was still in my arms, asleep too. Scroll the table clock in the buffet under the hanging television in our room. Time shows at two o'clock in the evening.
I looked back at my wife. Uncovers the strands of hair covering her face, then caresses her cheeks. I slowly moved her head that pressed my arm against the pillow. I pecked her lip.
I got out of the blanket, stood up to the cupboard and picked up the trousers and t-shirts for me to wear. Then reached into my work pants pocket earlier, looking for a pack of cigarettes and zippo of mine.
Yep, katemu!
Even Tika's phone was still in my work pants pocket earlier. I put the phone on the buffet and then I went down the stairs to the side yard, the swimming poll page. Leaving Tika alone in this room in her blanket alone. I want to smoke.
The breeze tonight that greeted my arrival felt so bone-chilling. It's getting late in the daydream. Dreaming about how the story of tomorrow, what will happen in another week, even to think about how the fate of my future will be. The future of my wife and child.
I pulled a cigarette out of the box, pinned it between my lips and lit it with a zippo match. Sucking the burning tobacco and exhaling it freely into the air around me.
I'm worried about Tika's current condition, not without reason, Tika is pregnant with our first child. I don't want him to look stressed, a lot of thoughts to eventually cause himself to lack food intake and nutrition for the baby branch.
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Pov Haikal.
I see from here, Ranti fell asleep on the sofa in my room, soundly. Looks like he's been overwhelmed to help me take care of the ER.
I grabbed my cell phone that I accidentally put on the table, then I decided to get out of this room, go to the pantry room just to make a cup of black coffee. I opened the door slowly, walked out and closed the door again carefully. Take a leisurely walk while playing the phone.
Arriving at the pantry room, I immediately headed to the storage cabinet where coffee and sugar were stored. Take a clean glass and start concocting the right blend for my drink. While stirring I stared out the window, watching the dark night sky, but sprinkled with thousands of shining stars.
I remember a beautiful woman. Beauitiful? Wait a minute, yes it may be true, beautiful in my eyes. The woman who has been present for the past few weeks. A woman who can mess with my mind. The woman I met this afternoon and I intentionally asked for her phone number. I was too nervous to say that phrase. After that, it all felt easy. I greeted him first through a short message and he replied.
I closed my eyes, still gently stirring the contents of my coffee cup, I re-imagined the woman's face. Her innocent face that had fallen down upon entering the hospital document storage shed, my hiding place of rest. Then he slept with me on the cot of the little patient.
Suddenly I giggled amusedly, both corners of my lips were attracted, unintentionally displaying a sweet smile that I rarely showed. I reached into my white coat pocket, grabbing the phone I kept in there. Pressing the screen, looking for the number of a woman who always makes me smile if I remember. I called.
"Hallo, Clara?" my broom.
Clara answered my phone then returned my greeting. Without a doubt I immediately invited him to dinner tomorrow. And he quickly agreed to ask me, without any reason. Then I tell him to get ready tomorrow, seven o'clock in the evening, I'll pick him up.
I disconnected the phone, and then I put my phone back in my pocket. I smile back.
I had the courage to take her out to dinner, which meant I had asked her out on a date. And without me knowing it before, which means that tomorrow when I pick her up, I'll meet her parents again.
"Geez!" I patted the eel and then grabbed the hair over my head and pulled it slowly.
Too excited to ask a woman out on a date, to forget that this woman still has a protector of her life.
'Lantas, what should I tell her parents later?' my inner.
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