THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Knitting Memories

Sorry, there is a repetition of the episode because yesterday was accidentally uploaded even though it was not finished 🙏

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The third day after the funeral, Via's house became quieter. Mr. Candra and his family have returned to Medan, while Dini returned to Bandung.

Mr. Haris and Ms. Aisyah have returned to their usual activities. Mr. Haris was busy in the hospital, while Ms. Aisyah was with her students. At the moment, Ms. Aisyah returned to Via's house and stayed overnight to accompany her adopted son and daughter-in-law. He did not have the heart to leave the young pregnant woman unaccompanied when she fell.

Eyang Probo had also returned to his residence. The grandfather was forced to take back the position Farhan had left behind. Because his health condition had not yet recovered, he was only monitoring from home. The file to be signed is delivered by his assistant to the house.

Azka, who had completed her final semester exams, was staying at the residence of her parents. During the day, he visited Via.

Via work in the office can still be handled by Edi. They only sign important documents. He also has not been able to monitor the development of his papa heritage company. All entrusted to Edi.

Via still locked himself in the room. He came out just to pray and eat. Everything he saw reminded him of his friendship with Farhan.

Via leaned his body against the bed. He recalled, usually when he looked tired and sat leaning on the bed, Farhan would soon catch up with him. Without being asked Farhan's hand moved swiftly to massage the legs and hands of Via.

The Flash Back On

The POV

I immediately threw my body into bed. My feet feel sore. My back is like that too. Kupijit my calves slowly.

"Love is tired, huh? Your stomach is getting bigger. Of course it's heavy to carry a grandpa everywhere" you said with a worried tone.

"Not as heavy as a truckload, Hubbiy," I chanted to dismiss your worries.

You chuckle and comment, "So remember the writing on the back of the truck."

"Your love is not as heavy as mine" I said.

You laugh back. Hands began to kneel my calves in response, "My love is heavier than a truckload, lo!"

I smiled at her and began to feel the pleasure of your massage.

"Your love is as pure as my sun" I said.

"Haha..kok so memorize the writing in the truck, anyway? Uh, is anyone sick? Love does not have much activity. Each way is the same as carrying a baby" you said.

"Ish, that's not it. The pregnant woman was happy even though her stomach was fat, heavy again. Especially when he was noticed by Gini's husband. Very happy," I said, glancing at you.

"Mode, huh? Let it go on, hemm?" you thawed.

"Not modulated alone has continued to mijitin. Especially if it is modulated. Uwuu...."

"The massage is a plus, huh? Want a plus plus? Can, really. Free again," seduce you while up-and-down the ali.

I spontaneously widened my eyes the moment I heard your words. I feel a certain lewdness in your sentence.

"Well, it's a new mode" I said

You smile wide. Your white teeth look neatly lined up.

"The ones you like too. Aye, right?" leadek you again.

"No," I said quickly.

"Not wrong? Here's your shoulder massage."

Both of your hands moved to my shoulders. You softly massage my shoulder which is sore . Ten minutes later, the sleepiness started attacking me.

"Sleepy love? Bobok here!"

You grabbed my body, adjusted my sleeping position. My eyes are getting heavy. Your embrace made me more comfortable and I was swept away in a dream.

The Flash Back Off

Via rubbed the tears that started to melt on his cheek. His heart ached as the puzzle of memories danced in his memories.

"Auw," cried Via lirih.

His stomach felt like he was interested. He rubbed his stomach gently. It felt like there was a bulge moving from inside his stomach. Via grimacing withstood the pain.

"Darling, what are you doing? If your father were here, he would gently stroke your stomach to calm you down" murmured Via.

The longing for the husband grows. Miss his voice, miss his greeting, miss his embrace, miss everything about Farhan.

The tears are growing. Nor can his issue be arrested. Via's shoulder shook with a stifled cry.

A minute, five minutes, ten minutes passed the cry of Via had not subsided. The pillow was wet with tears. However, Via did not care. He shed all the stifling feelings of his chest. For a long time, tired of attacking him. Via felt a sense of exhaustion whipping his soul and body.

"Assalamualaikum, Love. You're getting prettier, anyway," came a familiar voice.

“Hubbiy? It's Hubbiy, right?” pekik Via's.

“This is really Hubbiy? Hubbiy is alive? Via faith, right?” ask Via bertubi.

The man smiled. He did not answer Via's question. Spread both hands wide. Not waiting long, Via slammed into the arms of the man he missed.

“Your stomach doesn't hurt to hug Mas this hard? Poor grandpa, Love,” his reprimand.

Via loosened his embrace. The longing that had arisen made him forget there was another life that he had to take care of in his stomach.

“Via forgot there's a little one here. Since yesterday he thrashed, kicking Via's stomach. Maybe he misses his father,” said Via.

They walked hand in hand to the long sofa near the dresser. Gently, Via was guided to sit down. Via's fat stomach is rubbed slowly.

“Dedek kangen Daddy, huh? Don't be naughty, yeah! Poor Mother! Dedek must be able to replace Daddy to take care of Mommy. Be a tough guy to protect Mother, yes!”

“Unfortunately Hubby sure our boy? What about women?” via protests.

“If she is a girl, she must be as beautiful, as smart, and as tough as her mother. However, I'm sure he's a boy.”

“Hubbiy has prepared a name for our child?” ask Via.

The man nodded. His smile was back up.

“But, Mas just thought of a baby boy's name. Well, because Mas guessed the gender of the male. What is clear, if a man has the word Muhammad embedded in his name. If Love agrees, I name him Muhammad Zayn.”

“Good. Zayn means beautiful, graceful, superior. I see, right?”

Nodding the man's head indicates he approves of Via's speech.

“How about his last name is Alfarizi, just like his father?” proposal Via.

“Bby. If women, Love alone gives the name, yes.”

Via stared in wonder. He felt there was a discordant tone from the last sentence spoken.

“Hubbiy don't like it when our daughter is a girl?”

“Not so, but I don't know Mas sure he's a boy.”

Via breathing out rough. He got up from his seat and stood in front of the mirror.

“Via is so fat, huh? The last weight of Via has gone up 8 kilos. Via so funny like this. Where the eyes are swollen again. It's because of Hubbiy. Why Hubbiy used to leave Via. O yes, what exactly is going on, huh? How did the car that Hubbiy was driving crash? Who is the body in the car? Hubbiy where was the accident time?” Via nodded with a question.

I felt strange because there was no answer. He looked at the sofa. Empty, there's no one. His eyes turned to bed. Same thing, empty.

“Hubbiy! Hubbiy don't mess around! Don't make Via worry anymore, dong!” shouted Via.

The young man headed for the bathroom. He opened it quickly. Turned empty.

“Hubbiy! Where is hubbiy? Come out, don't play! Via fear. Huhu..” Via sniffling.

“Via, what happened?” there was the sound of Bu Aisyah interspersed with the knock of the door.

Out of concern, Ms. Aisyah did not wait for Via's answer. He immediately opened the room door and found Via sitting while hiding his face on the pillow he had placed on his folded legs.

“Via why?” ask Bu Aisyah softly. He rubbed Via's head.

“Hubbiy, where is Hubbiy?” asked Via while raising his face.

Bu Aisyah frowned. He looks confused.

“You mean Farhan? Let him calm down, Via. Please let her go to meet Sang Khalik, yes,” persuade Bu Aisyah.

Via shook his head then said with half a throat, “No. Mas Farhan just met Via. We just had a chat, Mother. I knew he was leaving again without saying goodbye. She said to Mother, no?” ask

Via.

Ms. Aisyah did not answer Via's question. He hugged his daughter-in-law. Her tears escaped tracing the cheeks that were slightly wrinkled.

“No Farhan, Honey. Maybe you just had a dream or hallucinated because of your longing for Farhan.

Via jerking. He looked at Ms. Aisyah in disbelief. But his brain started working. He remembered the series of events that had happened.

Via broke out instantly as soon as he realized that his encounter with Farhan was not a real thing. Disappointment tore his heart apart. The longing that had just been healed came back ambushing.

Ms. Aisyah was not able to stem her sense of pity and sadness that was urgent in the chest. As a mother, she was actually under severe pressure over Farhan's departure. The two women of different generations hugged each other and spilled a chest-stifling feeling.

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