The Second Wife

Part 107 # Home

The more days passed, the more Yasmine this week the easier it was to forget everything. It's better than the days before. There was a mother she could always talk to. Even when both of them are bored because they can not watch study videos on their phones, the two will alternate lectures.

What was clear this week was that cheerful Yasmine was back. Sometimes, when bored again hit the mother will join the vegetable farmers harvest vegetables, such as chickpeas, long beans and eggplant. Ever that day, the mother harvested chili, because there was no preparation, the mother did not wear gloves. Which the mother immediately felt hot filling her hands.

At that time Yasmine laughed freely when she saw her mother overheated, and by other farmers her hands rubbed using chili leaves, they said it could heal. Yeah, whether it's true or not, which is clear after that I feel better.

Mother was not angry when her Yasmine laughed at her, but she was happy when she saw her Yayas laughing again.

Until his father came with a driver. That's where Yasmine was confused. Either coming home or not. Although he has received everything, but he still can not if met with his dearest people at this time.

"You may go home to Zahra, Yas," said the father, as the princess was confused.

It was not without reason that father said that, because from his house it was clearly closer to Zahra's house than to that village. So, dad said so. After all, the father also does not want if the child remains there, especially just with Mbak Fifi alone.

"Yes, Yas. Any mother can go home if you're still here" said the mother.

"Let's stay here too long Yas, I'm afraid Fifi's singles continue, because I'm sure the workers in the fields around here are not young," he joked.

"Not funny, Dad" Yasmine said.

"Come, Son. Or where you want to be, as long as not here. We're looking for a house, shall we?" persuade mother.

Yasmine smiled, "yes it is. I want to be at Zahra's house" she replied.

"Alhamdulillah." Father rubbed the two palms that fused into his face.

"Later, how will I be, ma'am?" ask Fifi.

"Where is it, Fi?" ask her mother radiah confused.

"It's not at home that my mother has my successor" said the young woman.

"Please Fi, in shaa Allah is still able to pay you, even though at home there are many who work," said Ilyas' father.

"Don't worry Ma'am Fi, don't hear what you said. Buy a house just like buying candy, the salary period of Fifi Ma's beloved child just can not," said Yasmine who was immediately brought into the deckapan by the father.

"So, I sorted out too, yeah," said Fifi again.

Ratia's mother shakes her head. "Yes, Fi. Who are you like. All of you please sort out Yasmine's Fi's" said the mother.

"Ready, ma'am." Fifi passed from there.

"Evening will be done with mom, no," mother grumbled.

"Mom, last night was still thinking about him" said Dad.

"Well," call Yasmine.

"What, son," replied the father.

"Later when it arrives, Yayas will say yes," he said.

"It's okay now, too" said the father.

"You're talking seriously, Dad. So later at home," Yasmine said again.

Until finally, Mbak Fifi was finished cleaning up. Three suitcases ready for transport. And Yasmine, as well as her parents, then climbed into the car, as well as Mbak Fifi. While the suitcase is carried by the driver.

Slowly, the wheels of the car spun through the cobblestone road. Yasmine is still faithfully staring at the house that became the memory of her words as a separation between herself and her first love.

He smiled, then waved his hand at the building. 'Bye, memories .. pray I get better huh, ' he said in his heart.

The netra is still looking back there, until the building looks so small and disappears behind the trees that pass. After that, he then leaned his head to the shoulder of the mother, looking for a sense of comfort there. She happily rubbed the child's head.

In the long journey, Yasmine again felt a strange thump. Because the closer he will be home, he is afraid if he meets the friend again. It's not, it's just that he's not ready.

He is only afraid, if his hopes for the friend to be happy, in fact the friend is not completely happy. Because he was sure, his Alifa was clearly thinking of him, it would not be easy to let himself separate from them.

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In reality, Yasmine's fear was true. Because this week, both Alfin and Alifa are not as warm as they used to be. There is no more love between them. It's just that, they already feel tasteless, maybe it can be said that they have not returned warm. Because the time is still short, maybe gradually will forget, maybe .. if they can forget all the deep flavors.

Because both Alfin and Alifa, their taste was already deep for Yasmine. Moreover, Alifa who had loved the woman so much like a brother to her sister.

As of now, Alfin was coming home sick. He had a fever, even to the point of not being able to drive his own car, until it had to be delivered by someone who worked as his secretary.

Alifa was of course worried, she even directly compressed the husband. Make porridge and knead. However, both of them were still just her, there were no sweet words in them.

Now Alifa was shaking Alfin's hand. "Mas, just check it out" said the woman. His face was full of worry.

Alfin just slightly smiled and shook his head. Then he closed his eyes again. Alifa could only resign, he complied and again took a slow massage on the husband's arm.

The sick man was silent, enjoying a gentle massage from his wife. This week's wife is like a friend to him. Not yet back he invited to unite, because his heart still feels a strange taste, even though he has tried to immediately forget.

After a long time the husband slept, Alfin woke up to eat the porridge he had made.

"Mas, wake up first yuk. Eat the porridge, let it heal quickly," he said while waking up the husband. It shook Alfin's arm which was still closing his eyes.

"Mas" he called again.

"Yes, for a moment" said Alfin who then opened his eyes, tried to sit down and began to eat the porridge made by his wife.

"Later to take the existing medicine first yes, Mas. If it does not go down too hot, Lifa call the doctor yes," said Alifa while taking the porridge that he had put on the nightstand.

Alfin nodded. Follow what the wife said who loved her so much.

Alifa painstakingly fed the husband, but only a little Alfin stopped eating.

"Already, Lif. It tastes bitter" said Alfin.

Alifa nodded, because you knew if you were sick eating would definitely not be tasty. "But, later again yes, Mas, let it heal quickly," he said.

Alfin looked at the wife and nodded, "yes. Thank you" he said with tears in his eyes.

"Same-sama, Mas," said Alifa.

Alfin then brought Alfia in his warm body.