THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Starting a New Life

Although Om Alif's family has returned home, Via and Farhan still live in Haris' doctor's residence. Miss Aisyah asked them for another day there.

Farhan and Via according to pity on the mother. The woman was lonely because Azka lived in Medan.

All day Via and Farhan accompanied Bu Aisyah at home. They made cakes together. Farhan also helped.

"Mother has always wanted to have a daughter. Thank God, now it's done."

"Died to the granddaughter? It used to want to dress girls," said Mr. Haris who was preparing to leave for the hospital.

Via's cheeks became blushing to hear Mr. Haris' words. While Bu Aisyah and Farhan just laughed.

"How, Love? Mother wants a beautiful and funny granddaughter. So, Mother?" Farhan added his father's joke.

"Call Via what was that? Of love? Well, co cuiiit," ledek Mr. Haris.

Via getting blushed. It became a mistake.

"Then, what did Via call you? The darling? Sweet heart's? My king?" Ms. Aisyah finally joined the club.

Farhan laughed as his mother followed along. While Via lowered his head while smiling in embarrassment.

"What call to me, love? Tuh Mommy wants to know," said Farhan.

Via did not answer. He still showed the same attitude, only smiling shyly.

"Hahaha.my wife is ashamed, Bun. He has also never heard the call of Mother to Father and vice versa."

"Do you know, Farhan?" ask Mr. Haris.

"Know, dong. If it's just the two of you, I call Mommy and Dear Mother, ...."

"Already, this is even mbahas not clear. Dad's leaving there! It's late, lo!" Ms. Aisyah also flushed.

"Yes, fine. Ayang Bunda also seemed to blush shyly like his daughter hahaha," said Mr. Haris followed by his laughter.

"Dad! Why even tease Mother, anyway?" Ms. Aisyah pretended to pout.

"Well, someone's angry. All right, Dad's leaving. But, I'd like to ask for supplies first."

Suddenly a friendly kiss landed on Bu Aisyah's cheek.

"Dad!" pekik Bu Aisyah was shocked.

Pak Haris and Farhan chuckled at Bu Aisyah's reaction. Then the senior doctor stretched out his hand. Bu Aisyah welcomed though with a reddened face.

After shaking hands with his wife and children, Mr. Haris also departed from Bu Aisyah to the terrace.

"Dad is so friendly with mommy, huh?" said Via.

"so. I love to see their affection at an age that is no longer young. I want to be like that" said Farhan.

Via looked at Farhan with a smile.

"Hubbiy wants to live with Via to become a grandparent?" ask Via while maintaining his smile.

"No" answered Farhan briefly. Suddenly it made the smile on Via's lips fade. The look in Via's eyes exuded disappointment.

"Then, what do you want?" ask Via lirih.

"Mas will be with you until the Hereafter. I want Love to be an angel to Mas in heaven" Farhan replied, holding Via in his arms.

Disappointed Via turned into happy mixed haru. I don't feel her tears.

"Kok cry? Don't like?" ask Farhan.

"Happy via. Very happy," replied Via while re-submerging his face into the chest of the husband.

"Oh, just hug her in the room! Looking at the newlyweds, hugs continue not to see the place," said Bu Aisyah.

Farhan laughing. Instead, Via blushed in embarrassment.

"Ah, Mother Kayak is never young. Try if you're still here, you don't want to lose. I got a kiss, right?" Farhan actually mocked the mother.

"Haish, you even mocked Mother" grumbled Bu Aisyah.

Farhan did not reply, only giggling. Via laughed too. Their intimacy looks real. Happiness emanated from his third face.

However, in the afternoon Via and Farhan were forced to leave Mr. Haris' house. They returned to the house that Via had occupied since childhood, a gift from his grandfather.

By 5pm, they arrived at the newly renovated mansion.

"Assalamualaikum" said Farhan.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied a woman in her 50s.

"Master Marsh!" cry Via in shock,"Mbok Marsih when is it coming?"

"Mbak Via's! Masya Allah, Ma'am Via more beautiful wearing this hijab. Mbok good," replied Mbok Marsih.

"When will Marsih come?"

"Two days ago, Ma'am. Mr. Andi who picked us up," replied Mbok Marsih.

"We?" Via wonder.

"Yes, it's me, Mrs Inah, Mr. Yudi, it's Mr. Nono."

"Thul? Where's them?" ask Via impatiently.

"Mbak Via" call Ms. Inah.

Via did not answer. He slid into Bu Inah's arms.

"I did not expect to be able to return to this house again and work for Ms Via" said Bu Inah on the sidelines of his sobs.

"Where's Uncle Nono?" Via repeated the question.

"Sir Nono is taking a shower. If Mr. Yudi comes out with Mas Edi," replied Mbok Marsih.

Via nodding. A happy smile often adorns her tiny lips.

"Ni want to stand outside?" ask Farhan.

"Eh, sorry. Via was happy to forget. Come, in!" bring Via.

Mbok Marsih and Bu Inah help bring things to the main room.

"It's your mom's room first" whispered Via as if he was telling himself.

Despite the shrillness, Farhan still heard it.

"Love don't be sad, yeah! Let your mom and dad be happy there" Farhan said.

The head of Via softly. Via leaned her head against her husband's chest.

"It's all clean clothes, ma'am? Mbok put it in the closet, yes," said Mbok Marsih disperse the affection of Farhan and Via.

"Eh, yes Mbok. Kok even Mbok Marsih who set the clothes," said Via shy.

"Already, Ma'am Via rest only. It's our duty."

Via did not answer. He intends to keep putting on clothes.

When he undressed, he was shocked because many clothes look new. Via held some of them and observed.

"Whose clothes are these? Definitely not my shirt nor is my late mother's shirt."

"Who's this much clothing?" Via curious.

"Of course belongs to Ma'am Via. Time to have Mbok?" Mbok Marsih replied with a big smile.

"I've never bought these clothes."

"That must be the grandfather who bought it" said Farhan who was sitting on the bed.

"Grandfather? This many? This looks like the size of Via. How did grandpa know?" Via astonishment.

"Take the question with your mom. Never mind, if Love likes, just wear it. Otherwise, yes donated," Farhan replied casually.

"It looks like it's an expensive shirt" murmured Via.

"of course. Which grandpa would buy cheap clothes."

"Yes already, Mbok. Let's put the clothes in the suitcase in here. Via styling Mas Farhan's clothes only," said Via while pulling Farhan's suitcase.

"Well, Hubbiy's clothes are also recent," exclaimed Via.

Farhan smiled to see his wife fascinated by the clothes his grandfather bought.

Via immediately took Farhan's clothes from the suitcase and arranged in the closet.

Just finished, Via felt that there was a circular hand on his waist.

"We're starting our new life here. May the cry of the baby come soon" whispered Farhan.

"Yes, Hubbiy. But let go of Hubbiy's hand. Embarrassed, there was Bu Inah and Mbok Marsih" Via said in a whisper.

Farhan let go of his hand. While Mbok Marsih and Bu Inah hastily parted.

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