The Secret of the Heart (Loving My Brother)

Alesya Glory Buana's

The five years leter.....

Zara

"Mama" cried Alesya. He was in his papa sling. They walked up to me who was cooking breakfast. "Cia boboonya in the arms of papa"

I looked at it with a smile on my lips. "Cens are not in the arms of the same papa?" I asked and then refocused on my cooking.

"Good" Be brief.

I lyrically with the tail of my eyes, Ken pulled the dining chair and sat himself down. Cia who was in the lap of Ken mas continue to mingle with all his funny behavior and speech. A week ago Ken came home to Indonesia, making our daughter miss him.

"How long have you been in your home?"

"How much work in the mother's house, uyut abi is also sick in the hospital, so his father must nemenin uyut umi at home"

"Keep papa go home who accompany uyut umi now?"

"Oma mother"

The chatter of children and papa that I can still hear from the kitchen, makes me smile and remember grandfather abi.

Last night, when Ken arrived home at eleven o'clock at night, he immediately told me about the health condition of Abi's grandfather who was declining. And we agreed to return to our country tomorrow morning.

After a few minutes, I arranged all my dishes at the dinner table.

"Before breakfast, Cia take a bath first yuk"

"No, the papa will go again"

"Papa did not go Ci" Sergeah mas Ken quickly while rubbing the back of his head. "Papa wait here while reading the newspaper"

"Promise yes" said Cia as she blinked.

"Hm"

I took Cia out of Ken's lap, took her down and let her walk with my hand.

Mas Ken had pinched his chuby cheek before we moved from the kitchen area. "Wash clean, don't rush, papa don't go anymore"

After Ken said that, Cia and I walked up the stairs.

"Cia kangen same momma same mommy?" ask me when I just stepped on the first step of the stairs.

"Yes, there's a lot of ma"

"Do you want to go home tomorrow?"

"You" he said in a cheerful tone.

"If we continue to stay, the same oma mother and oma mami also want?"

My question made my little daughter stop, then look up at my face. In that instant I immediately crouched to equal the level of our eyes. It took a little longer for Cia to digest my words.

"Why?" I held both sides of Cia's arm.

"Stay until when?"

"Until Cia is big, Cia will also go to school there later"

"Keep, will Ima Sinta be alone ma?"

"Oma Sinta is not alone Ci, there is sister Yayan, there is sister Marita, there is aunt Gola, there is uncle Picha too"

"Later Cia can't mess around with you again Sinta?"

"We will often come to visit dear Sinta oma"

The boy nodded with a look I could not guess, We set foot back to the room that was only three steps away.

Although she was only four years old, but I knew very well that Cia's way of thinking was more mature than a child her age.

"Later can Cia say goodbye to Cia's schoolmates here right ma?"

"Therefore, later Cia told friends if she wanted to return to her country Cia in Indonesia"

For a while we kept quiet, until I took off all the nightgowns that were attached to her body, I said Cia was still busy with her thoughts. I know maybe he still can not accept my words that invite him to live in our country, considering he has been living with Sinta's mother since birth in Thailand. In addition, maybe he has not willingly left his friends in the playgroup where he learned many things.

****

"Are you sure you're going to stay in Thailand with Sinta's mom?"

"Remain unsure mih, Shoot want to forget all the bad memories while here, especially our child candidates who have to go ahead of us, about Frea and Widia who also sometimes still like to disturb the hours of sleep mbak"

"Until when?"

I shook my head to answer my question.

"Later if mbak already calmer, definitely back again kok, this is also advice from the Crescent doctor, he said, if in the meantime you need to find a new atmosphere so that bad memories can really escape from the brain and mind shoot"

And now, it's been almost five years that I've been away from my family. Cia and I only go home every day, unlike Ken who almost every month or two months back to Surabaya to report the results of the audit of the father's company here.

"Packing it while daydreaming?" ask Ken with a frowning forehead.

"Dreaming? Not really" elakku.

"If you're not daydreaming, you're sure to hear my call"

"Mas called?" Ken looked to be nodding. "What's wrong?" tanyaku later.

"What are you?" He walked up to me.

"It's nothing"

"Don't lie deck" Sahut mas Ken then hugged me from behind. His chin was resting on my shoulder while occasionally kissing the niche of my neck covered with hijab. Not to smell the truth, but rather to sip enjoy the fragrant aroma attached to my hijab. "You can't lie to your husband"

Silently, I rubbed the back of Ken's hand that was coiled around my stomach.

"Now tell me what are you daydreaming about?"

"I'm just thinking about Cia"

Hearing my words, Ken immediately twisted my body. My hand reflexes are pinching the shirt on the left right side of his waist. I looked up a bit to bring our netra together.

"What's wrong with her?" ask Ken with a curious look.

"It looks like he's a little bit in shock when I tell him we're going back to Surabaya"

"Si's time?"

My lips clenched tightly, then slightly raised my shoulders in response to Ken's words.

"He's still small don't worry too much" he said, distancing his body to make it easier to look at me. "Well anyway, this isn't our country, you yourself don't intend to stay here forever right?" Kennan seemed to take a breath and exhaled slowly. "Our house is not here, neither is our family here, we should be in the middle of our family"

I just kept quiet about Ken's words.

"Aren't you able to forget Widia?"

I was stunned to hear his guess which I thought was very precise. We looked at each other for a few minutes, and I decided to cut off our eye contact first. But just as I was about to duck, Kennan very quickly lifted my chin using his left hand.

"What is it that keeps you calm?"

Not answering, I blinked at him.

"How many years left of Widia's sentence?" askaku Finally. And my question made Ken raise one eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Maybe by freeing her, I can be calmer"

I heard a rough sigh from the man in front of me. I know, it's not easy for Ken to agree to my request, but I think Widia's been in jail enough. In addition, the attitude of both parents did not put hate on my family at all. It is precisely the cooperation between Danu's father and his hospital is intertwined more closely. After all, seeing how the condition of Widia who until now has not been able to walk, makes me feel sorry and want to get her out of prison.

"May I release him?" I doubt a little.

He took a deep breath before then nodded completely with a smile.

"Thank you" I said, wrapping my hands around her waist.

"This trace of yours, is completely beyond my expectations" he replied and returned my embrace.

"And love mas, really able to fight my inscure"

We fell silent with our eyes fixed on each other, before then both glued our lips which always became opium to us. A kiss full of love that has been almost five years we wade together. And he, still my greatest husband to this very moment, became my only husband even until death did it part.

.......🌷Bonus🌷chapter🌷.......