THE RETURN OF FIRST LOVE

CHAPTER 58 THE SORROW OF A BROTHER

Dhiya stood behind the window of her room facing the flower garden, her lips twisting a smile of happiness. I don't know why his heart and mind are so relieved at this moment, as if he had just put out a very heavy burden. The smile grew even more when he felt a pair of coiled burly hands in his belly, who else if not his possessive husband. "How are you feeling right now?" aby asked slowly right in Dhiya's ear. "Very happy bee." "I'm happy to hear it, but there's something that makes me less happy." "What?" Dhiya turned to face her husband, their distance was so close that each could feel the breath of his interlocutor. "Lusa I have to go to Palembang for one week." "Is there a problem there?" Dhiya looked serious. "Jonathan's getting married tomorrow, and I promised to give him a week's leave." Aby bends his face. "Oh yeah, I have to congratulate him on the bee. And you must also keep your promise." Dhiya was enthusiastic and thought about what gift he would give to the newlyweds. "When possible, I will definitely take you." Aby stroked elus Dhiya's stomach. "Just one week bee, anyways we can vidio call." "But if you want it can not pass the vidio call" said Aby while raising down next to his eyebrows. "What do you think being away from me is all that?" Dhiya walked to the dresser to pick up her phone to send someone a message. ******* Raihan and Tristan visited Dhiya at home, the two teenagers deliberately came together. Irfan and Sakhiy who were on the terrace welcomed the arrival of the two happily. Especially Sakhiy, he will invite Tristan to play the game. "Uncle's afternoon, Sakhiy." Raihan said. "Sore Rai, Tristan. Did you guys make a deal?" "Yes Uncle, I deliberately invited Raihan. Hey boy!" Tristan and Sakhiy are angry, a habit every time they meet. "Let's play the game now." Sakhiy asked impatiently. "It can't be more than an hour" said Dhiya who was already on the doorstep. "An hour and a half, ma'am?" sakhiy whine. "One hour, if you know later the mother who is being cared for." refused Dhiya firmly. "All right." Sakhiy finally complies. "No papa boy, Om will often come here if your father is not at home." Tristan got a sharp look from Dhiya. "Ups! Sorry." which." Tristan nodded and hurried into the house followed by Sakhiy. The three people on the terrace could only shake their heads with Tristan's behavior. "How's your Mama Rai doing?" irfan asked and for the first time he asked his sister. "Mama is in the recovery period Uncle.Hem." Raihan stopped his sentence and rubbed his nape. He stared at Dhiya and Irfan alternately, hesitating to continue his speech. "What?" ask Irfan curious. "Uncle and Brother Dhiya don't be angry." pinta Raihan with melas. "Depends." answered Dhiya. "I've told Mama" said Raihan in a soft voice at the end of his sentence. Irfan and Dhiya looked at each other. "How did your mother react?" ask Irfan. "Mama was just quiet, but I often caught Mama crying herself. Ever since Mama found out, she had locked herself in her room more often. Mama's gonna come out when Papa gets home. Looks like Mama's sorry." "Take your Mama to come to Uncle Rai's house" said Irfan. "But Well.. ." Dhiya was not ready to meet the woman who had given birth to him, even though his heart had forgiven. Irfan patted Dhiya's back slowly. "Have you not forgiven?" "Yes, but I'm not ready to meet in the near future Well." "Sooner or later we have to meet him Dhi." "Yes Well." Raihan so know why Sakhiy became a polite child and do not like to argue with parents, it turns out he modeled the behavior of his mother who is none other than his older sister. "Why are you smiling at your own smile?" Raihan nyegir for being caught. "It's not clear." continued Dhiya. "How's Haris doing?" Raihan sighed. "Bad brother, pity Papa." replied Raihan moody. "Is your father sick?" irfan asked and Raihan answered by shaking his head. "Raina is pregnant and doesn't know who made her pregnant." Irfan and Dhiya threw eyes at each other. "Raina is related to some guy." "ASTAGFIRULLAH" said Irfan and Dhiya together. "How is he doing now?" ask Dhiya . "She was like Mama, often alone in her room. Poor Papa, he's very depressed about Raina's situation." "You are strong yes Rai" said Dhiya encouraging his sister