Three Years Different

Section 30: Small Memories

"This is all wrong. W-why use kiss me all the way?"

Mardiyah. His hand was raised again to feed Lutfan. "Open your mouth" he said.

"I didn't hear you talking?"

Mardiyah sighed softly, and put back the spoon on the plate. "Denger, Lutfan."

"Why don't you answer me, huh?"

"Sorry." Mardiyah forced Lutfan to open his mouth by feeding again. "Open your mouth, Lutfan."

Lutfan welcomed Mardiyah's bribe by opening his mouth. Apologies, he said? What does Mardiyah mean? Again in fact, he knew that Mardiyah was forced to undergo this marriage. Even the touch that was started by Mardiyah herself ended in an apology that she did not want to hear.

Could it be ... just a tranquilizer? So that he believes that Mardiyah really thinks of herself as a husband? Though Lutfan never asked for such acceptance, the touch of lips that should be natural for a couple. He thought it was unnatural, because the marriage began with an arranged marriage.

Who would have thought? If it turns out Mardiyah has more feelings towards men that she has seen with Mardiyah on cctv. Even in the car. Yes, until now he was still wondering, how far did the man go?

"Want a drink?" ask Mardiyah.

Lutfan.

"You why? Is anyone sick?" mardiyah said, again. When looking at the mimic of Lutfan's face that changed not like a few minutes ago.

Lutfan. "Udah. I don't have appetite, Mar."

Mardiyah placed the dishes that still had porridge on the available table. Then he got up, touching Lutfan's cheek which was affected by a severe scratch. "It hurts? May I ask the nurse to change her bandages?"

"Gue wants to sleep. Don't bother me."

"But the porridge--"

Lutfan refuted, "Please, Mar. I want to sleep."

"Hm. Aye." Yeah."

Mardiyah surrendered. Looks like Lutfan really doesn't want to be disturbed right now. After putting the used plate of porridge outside the hospital room Mardiyah threw herself on the sofa. Her net was to look at the roof of this magnificent hospital.

One day stay here. About how much money? mardiyah's inner voice immediately rang out, including the contact number of Kak Devina.

"Hello, Mardiyah!"

"Yes, Brother Dev?"

"You married? When's? How come there was no sudden news last night you sent such a message, huh? You made me a hanger!"

Mardiyah smiled faintly. "Sister Devina herself said, if I marry the same brother Regita should know, right?"

"That's not dong either! Which invitation? What party aren't you at?"

Mardiyah was silent for a moment. I hope Lutfan is really asleep. "In the near future there is no party. But if you want to visit the orphanage, I welcome you."

"All your husbands?"

"Yes, Brother."

From the opposite direction came a light laughter from Brother Devina. "Who did you get the husband of?"

"Near, Brother."

"Well, who is the man, Mardiyah!"

Mardiyah. "My orphanage's mother's son."

"W-what? Really, Mar? Isn't she ... younger than you, huh?"

Mardiyah replied, "I'm closed, yes Brother."

If it has led to other things that he is reluctant to answer. Mardiyah chose to end the call alone, not wanting to be too long. As she looked into Lutfan's gurney, she saw her husband moving uncomfortably.

She why? the inner Mardiyah who began to stand up, walked slowly closer to Lutfan who groaned incessantly, at the touch of the left shoulder.

"Abi ... Abbj ..."

"Generic ..." Mardiyah shook Lutfan's body slowly. "Wake up Lutfan .. wake up."

"Why you?"

Damnit.

These tears did not stop, he brushed off Mardiyah's hand which was at the nape of her neck. So that the woman beside him, did not see the cry that had been hidden. I don't know why he suddenly remembered the figure of Abi. He came and hugged her tightly.

"Lutfan, what's wrong?"

Once again on the edge of Mardiyah's hand. "Detach, Mar. I'm not pa-pa. Far away from me."

Mardiyah's hand grabbed Lutfan's chin and asked the man to look at her. "You're into Abi's inget?"

"Mar, you ..." Netra Lutfan glazed again, about to say the next sentence felt very difficult.

"Why?"

"Lo at all ... not forced, right?" Lutfan's tears furthest in the tail of his eyes. "Wedding with me? Bu-not because of Umma .. nor is it because of Abi, right?"

Mardiyah did not reply, she pulled Lutfan in her arms in the black mane swabs of her adoptive sister, who had now become her husband.

"Lo didn't answer, Mar. Lo make me feel if it turns out you really-receive this marriage by force, Mar," said Lutfan lirih.

Mardiyah still rubbed the gentle mane of Lutfan. "I did accept this marriage because of Umma and Abi. But I don't feel compelled at all, Lutfan."

"Lies," Lutfan shrieked by forcing off the decapitation of Mardiyah.

"Hm? Lied?" Mardiyah tightened the gap by changing the position of Lutfan's face on her left neck. "I'm not lying. When I was a kid, did I ever lie to you?"

"No. But now you often lie. I don't believe in you."

"What lie, Lutfan?" Three seconds later, Mardiyah said, "I hug you now. Am I breaking this promise we made?"

"Time ... Abi's dead. Lo renege. You didn't come to me."

Mardiyah sighed softly. Yes, for that he admitted his disbelief, but there was no way he would come to approach Lutfan.

"You're my foster sister, Lutfan. Our status is neither a sibling nor a liaison. It would be very useless if I came to you with only condolences. I ... I can't hug you, but I hug Umma, for you too. Don't you mind that?" mardiyah.

Lutfan's hand raised touching Mardiyah's back hugged the wife tightly. "Gue Kangen Abi, Mar ... Umma .. every day Umma cry to inget Abi. I can't sleep alone, I'm afraid, I keep having nightmares. I ... I ... Mar, promise. You have to promise never to leave me again. I will also promise, not leave you. So please Mar ... hug me, my fairy tale, do all the things you used to do as a child to me again."

"Hussstttt ..." Mardiyah rubbed the mane of Lutfan. Even her husband's tears were felt on the skin of his neck, Mardiyah understood very well. Losing someone who has been a life support all this time is something very heavy. "I promise, Lutfan. Insha'allah. I promise."

Little Mardiyah was uproar when she saw the younger sister, Lutfan in her ear pinch by Umma Sarah. The reason is because Lutfan continuously asks Mardiyah to tell stories every time she wants to sleep at night.

"Why the hell, Umma? Even though I want to sleep with Brother Mar also can not," said Lutfan.

While Mardiyah stared innocently at Umma Sarah, she also wanted to know the cause of it and Lutfan could not sleep together.

"It's big. You cannot sleep in one room. Lutfan is not a man sleep alone dare not, son?" answer Umma Sarah.

Lutfan looks unacceptable. "I dare sleep alone! Just .. I like the same fairy tales Kak Mar. Good, so I'll sleep well."

Mardiyah smiled wryly as Lutfan praised the tales in her own corals.

"Keep also ... Brother Mar himself promised Umma that he would continue to take care of me. He said, if I'm afraid, Kak Mar's nightmares will be a lot of fairy tales. Isn't it sister?"

Umm Sarah smiled faintly and rubbed Mardiyah's long dark brown hair. "What is it, brother?"

"Yes. Poor Umma Lutfanya. That's Mardiyah's promise. If tomorrow-tomorrow Brother forget you can be angry, but do not forget to ingetin Brother, yes?"

Mardiyah regained her senses as Lutfan moved, pulling her waist closer and hugging tightly. "Gue's not at home in the hospital, Mar. I'm .. I know I haven't healed. But can't it be outpatient?"

"I'll ask the doctor first, yeah."

Lutfan.

"Lutfan .. can you take off first?"

Lutfan spontaneously looked up, looked at Mardiyah innocently and said, "Don't like me hugging?"

"Not like it. After this nurse comes in, look at the infusion you stay a little. I'm not good, if I see people," replied Mardiyah.