The Woman Behind The Scenes

Chapter 36 - The Eternal Chance

The cold afternoon with the cloudy sky in Bandung was so matched with Dara's uncertain feelings. Since one slap from Tomi landed on her cheek a few days ago when they were in Jakarta, she has not been at all greeting her husband. Despite being home, Dara will avoid any eye gazes and communication. After all, her growing belly and the time of labor were approaching, requiring her to go more and more to join her yogic community.

The crane! The crane!

His phone rang loudly, a call from Tomi that turned out to have been in several times but was not seen by him. Easily this time, she ignored the call from her husband while sucking the ready-to-drink iced tea in the bottle. He should at least relieve his thirst before booking an online motorcycle taxi to pick him up.

“Why not lift. I called from earlier.” herself was shocked by Tomi's voice. As if by magic, the man stood beside him, watching his wife drink.

Dara did not want to answer it, better he continued to spend tea that had begun to become room temperature.

“Let's go up.” her husband's word while pulling his wife's hand. Dara maintained her position, fiercely holding her body so as not to go with her husband. Tomi stopped her steps, then turned her body.

“What's up? Come,”

“I ride ojek,” with ketus Dara pull her hand. Her swollen toes stole her husband's attention.

“You can be angry. I-i know. But you're my wife, you're pregnant. I'll take you home. Come!” tomi's tone this time softened, and she tried to convince Dara to come with her.

“Come. You don't have to stick with me. I'm sitting at the end of the bike, huh?” her dream again, and it made Dara spread her gelatinous smile. Tomi smiled at the curvature of his wife's lips that could not help but laugh. Without speaking again, he took the woman's hand and took them on a motorcycle.

As he promised, he tried to sit with his wife, and suddenly he could feel a pair of hands in his jacket pocket. Tomi smiled, and corrected her sitting position so that his wife could hug him easily.

“So no longer angry? We're going to Lembang, baby. Ros same Kio at home. I want to take you to see the fresh so that it is not too bad. Tomorrow we work again.” said Tomi and drive to Lembang. Dara could not hide her feelings. She knew there was comfort when she sat in her husband's arms. Feels comfortable .. and .. I don't know. He can't explain.

Bandung city could be blistering. But not with Lembang. The trees there seem to know how to cool the little town, and the oxygen is noticeably more than any other city in the world.

The motor continued to drive, until passing through the gate of Tangkuban boat, lush tea gardens that were so green spread widely along the road, then saung-saung residents around which used as a place of commercial rest.

The motor stopped in a saung, with a large tree at the back, and a separate saung under the tree.

“Come down. Kio would love it if we brought him here. Now we both enjoy it. Next we will bring Kio, yes.” Tomi stroked the head of his wife who had not spoken since. He quickly helped his wife open her shoes and ride on a bale-bale.

He left Dara for a few minutes, then returned with two glasses of warm tea, and a sweet snack of bananas.

“Mah ... Tara ... My wife ...” she opened the conversation. Dara lowered her head, trying to distance her gaze from the pair of eyes that were staring at her.

“I know you're angry. Know you're disappointed. It's my fault, I'm sorry ..” he continued while holding his wife's hand. It felt like something was heating up her blood flow, Dara's body became so warm. He could never refuse an apology in the gentle voice of the man.

Dara. This time it was not to avoid Tomi's gaze, but to hide the rush of tears that began to flow.

“Do not cry ... I love you. I love our son. I'll try even better, please believe me,” Tomi raised his wife's face and wiped her tears.

Dara buried her head in her husband's arms, hid her tear-filled face, and hugged the man firmly. The cry between feeling sad, disappointed but .. happy .. maybe .. yes, maybe happy there is a little bit of stress.

“Can you? Leave all that for me?” Dara asked her husband. Tomi held both of the woman's cheeks. He made sure their eyes met, as if convincing as to what he was going to say.

“I left Farah ... I left him ... I can also break this habit. Love ... Lookatme. I can,” her serious and tender tone stopped Dara's tears, turning her into a quick gesture of hugging her husband warmly.