THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

Peace on Your Side

At 13:05 the plane takes off. I breathed a sigh of relief. In about 3 hours I can set it back in my homeland. I will be reunited with my family.

I bid farewell to the earth of North Sumatra. One day, I wanted to visit again even though there I experienced a very bitter event that almost took my life. However, there too I learned a valuable lesson from Agus' simple family.

Plane landing on time. Doni immediately ordered a taxi online. He did not want to be picked up because he was worried that his family driver could not keep it a secret about me.

Just got a taxi out of the airport complex, the pain in my head just became so. I felt the pain this time more intense than usual. It seems that Doni panicked knowing I was constantly enduring pain. My vision has blurred over time. Eventually, my consciousness disappeared.

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The Flash Back Off

A sigh of relief was heard from the people surrounding Farhan. Mr. Haris rubbed his face many times. Meanwhile, near Farhan two women where Farhan's love is anchored wiped tears that are constantly flowing.

“Alhamdulillah O Allah, praise be to You Most Willing,” said Mr. Haris irih.

“Means, the corpse we buried is Tedi?” edi gumam.

Mr. Adi flinched. He focuses on Farhan's story and forgets Tedi's fate.

“God, you're right. Poor wife Tedi. She did not know that her husband had died. In fact, he is sick. You call Candra, Ed!” mr. Adi's orders.

“Sorry, shouldn't it be tomorrow morning? It's already night, afraid of interrupting their break,”

proposed Mr. Haris.

“I agree with Mr. Doctor. After the news about Tedi and the submission of compensation for

his family is not possible tonight,” said Edi.

Pak Adi seemed to be thinking about weighing the proposal of his granddaughter-in-law. A few seconds later, the old man

nodding the head sign in agreement.

“Because it's night, let's take a break. Especially Farhan. You should go to bed soon, son!”

said Mr. Haris.

“Let me stay here. Mr. Adi to be escorted by Mr. Yudi, yes,” pinta Edi.

“You can't be a rioter, Ed!” said Mr. Adi ketus.

Edi was shocked and seemed confused. He asked, “I mean Mr?”

“You do not disturb a couple who want to give up longing! Your turn tomorrow after ijab,” replied Mr. Adi while staring intently at Edi.

“Kan I'm not here. I sleep outside, Sir,” Edi said as she scratched her non-itchy head.

Everyone laughs. Meanwhile, Via was downcast with a reddened face.

“There is an empty room next door. It's usually taken by Dr. Rey. But now he is not on duty

here again. I'll have OB pick up the key. Edi can sleep there. Ms. Inah mending just go home, yes,” advice Mr. Haris.

“Ed, add your men here! Not just women! I don't want to be helped anymore!’

mr. Adi's orders were firm.

“Good, Sir. I called Team 2 to stay alert. I will check their whereabouts

and set up guarding point. O yes, I would like to apologize to Mas Farhan because I was distracted. During Mas Farhan in Medan was not escorted bodyguard. In fact, I did not know that Mas Farhan went to Medan until I returned. Sorry, Mas,” said Edi while looking down.

“Already, Mas Edi. Don't blame yourself! What has passed let it pass,” said Farhan.

“And now, let's rest!” added Bu Aisyah accompanied by a smile.

After the room came back neat, everyone left Farhan and Via in the room. Via locked the door and replaced the lighting with a dim sleep lamp. Via can't be in a room without light. He has not fully recovered from the trauma of the terror video that Beno masterminded.

Via took off her hijab and let her long hair unravel. Then, he followed Farhan up to the queen-size bed. They are not as comfortable as the bed in their house. However, Via felt so comfortable as his body lay on the bed.

Of course not because of the quality of the bed or mattress or sheets. It is the bedmate who creates comfort.

Via slipped into the same blanket as her husband. Their bodies are also touching each other

others. Farhan's hands stretched out, encircling Via's body. A smile was painted on the lips of a tiny woman who had just officially become a mother.

“How come Mas misses you so much, wants us both this way in silence. Mas miss your touch, your scent, your breath, all about you,” whispered Farhan.

“Did you think it belonged to Hubbiy? Is it just Hubbiy who feels homesick, hem?”” reply Via.

Farhan chuckled softly. He kissed his wife's forehead gently.

“Now, close your eyes, yes! Hubbiy should rest. We still have plenty of time to put down the longings that haven't been extinguished.and, I want my longings not to be completely quenched. There is always a longing for you as my love for you grows,” whispered Via.

Via pressed his index finger against Farhan's lips.

“Hubbiy don't be recalcitrant! Remember, Hubbiy has to take a lot of rest. If you do not want diem, Via moved to sleep on the sofa, nih,” threatened Via.

“Iya, yes. Nih, rem,” sahut Farhan fast.

Farhan closed both of his eyes. Before long, his breathing sounded smooth and regular. Via breathed a sigh of relief. He himself could not sleep.

In the dim light of the sleeping lamp, he saw Farhan's peaceful face. Handsome face

which cannot escape from memory.

Via's hand turned to the husband's chest. His palm was placed right on Farhan's left chest. Via felt the rise and fall of the field's chest following the rhythm of his breath. Until that moment, Via still felt like he was dreaming. His feelings never accepted that Farhan died. However, he could only reveal it to his mother. Today it was only proven that his feelings were right.

Perhaps the inner bond between a wife and a loving husband makes that happen. Similarly, with Bu Aisyah who always harbored the belief that her son was still alive. The feelings of the two women who both believed Farhan had not died were created by the power of their love.

After a long time looking at her husband, Via closed his eyes. He tried to rest enough for the sake of the people he loved.

Via woke up at exactly 03:00. He did not find Farhan beside him. Instantly he panicked. Fear of losing Farhan is back.

Via called Farhan many times. After the fifth call there was no reply, Via panicked. He was really afraid that the new one he experienced was only an illusion or a dream.

He looked around the room. Bu Inah's figure he did not meet. Meaning, most likely Bu Inah's return and Farhan's arrival is not a dream. Thus concludes Via.

“Hubbiy, Mas Farhan!” call Via again.

Via stepped to the door. He intends to tell Edi that Farhan is missing. However, that intention was immediately suppressed.

This time he heard the sound of people beating from behind the wall. The way he sharpens his ears determines the direction of the source of the sound. Shortly after, the door in the middle of one side of the wall opened. Via slammed into the arms of the man standing at the door.

“Hubbiy...Via fear!” pekik Via's.

“Fear why?” ask Farhan. He tightened the embrace.

“Via is afraid that this is just a dream. Via fear of losing Hubbiy again,” whining Via.

Farhan chuckles. Kissed her black hair Via. Smell the aroma of shampoo Via terkium.

“So, just woke up and didn't find Mas next to you scared you?” whispered Farhan.

Via was embarrassed. He still did not want to let go of his embrace.

“Tadi Mas woke up then qiyamul lail. Sengaca didn't wake you up because Love doesn't pray, it's still puerperal, right?”

Again Via just nodded. The loosening of the braid of the hand that hugged Farhan's body.

“Then, we sleep again, yuk! Fajr is still a bit long,” take Farhan.

Both went back to bed. However, Farhan did not lay down his body. He put her in bed. Via did the same. Only, he leaned his head against Farhan's shoulder.

“Hubbiy know there's a room next door? Via did not notice that there is a door,” said Via while pointing at the wall.

“Love forgot, who is the owner of this room? So, this is ready?” Farhan chuckled softly.

“Ah, yes. Mas has been in this room of course,” said Via while patting his forehead.

“Sini, bobbed in the chest of Mas,” said Farhan while pulling the body Via. Farhan's wife leaned to the right and leaned against the chest of the husband's field.

“Come, close your eyes! We're resting again!” bring Via.

Farhan stroked the soft hair Via. Many times he kissed his wife.

“Cock so like newlyweds, yes?” hisses Via.

“Masa, anyway? In the past when we were just a bride, it was still awkward,” Farhan denied.

“Eh, yes too, yes? Now there's no more awkward it. Who is, sometimes my husband is a pervert?” Via giggling.

“Said what earlier?”ask Farhan. He pinched Via's cheek slowly.

“No re-news. Okay, don't keep talking! Didn't it just bob again?” Via remind.

Finally, Farhan complied to speak no more.  They continued their rest. A hug between two people who love each other brings peace of mind. Their sleep is also higher quality. Although it was no more than an hour, they felt like hours.

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