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A Warm Hugs

There are women like this, Yudha thought. As loud as Vita—'s head never told him to divorce his other wife.

Vita was once very hopeful of being the only one, but she has a more subtle language, “Choose me or her?” then he gave it all up, because the man would decide.

Even before Yudha decided, the woman chose to retreat. Under these circumstances, Yudha only realized that Vita was always superior in attitude. He always put other people's feelings before his own.

But Yudha did not bother. Let this be his business. He no longer wants to argue or listen to every word Rahma again that seems too much demanding.

“I go first,”. Which is possessed by Rahma.

“Do not act silly,” message Yudha to the woman.

“Be the best of you as a human being who has God. Suicide, despair or so on is not as good as a Muslimah. You know that very well. And another one ...,” by Yudha. “Do not impose the will. You need to know, whatever happened to me first, about how we got married, it's destiny. Nothing in this world happens by chance. And maybe Vita is my soul mate. Please open your heart to receive. Sometimes in this life there are things that we cannot force.”

“Quick go!” throw Rahma withholding sobs. “I hate you.”

“I will help get you out later,” Yudha replied patiently.

“No need,” replied Rahma sounded sniffy. “Bu I want to enter now.”

“Good, Bu.” A warden helps bring Rahma back to her cell.

Yudha sighed. His chest rumbled, remembering how it was the woman who almost took his life. Then he easily behaves like a person who never has mistakes.

The man left the prison. He headed to the office to return to work as usual. Work has piled up. All employees are on strike. They demand a salary increase at a time when the state of the middle to upper-middle-class company income is unstable. The atmosphere is currently being crocked because he does not really take his company more seriously. During this time, Yudha was too busy thinking about personal problems, namely the problems of his wives.

“To the front if like this we can continue to collapse, Bang,” said Alif when his sister entered the room. “There is a solution?”

“Take personal funds first to fulfill their wishes.”

“Abang got?”

Yudha nodded. The money was actually the budget he had set up to buy the house. However it seems that he needs to talk to Abah to help her later.

“We should get this done soon, Lif.”

In that instant Alif also contacted his subordinate staff to conduct an impromptu meeting. Luckily everything went smoothly so that the problem quickly resolved properly, and the activity worked back to normal as usual.

***

As promised, the following week Yudha came to meet Vita and also her son. He seemed to be returning to the times of a few years ago. Yudha is like a teenager fighting for her heart; conquering a girl.

Beside her seat were some baby items; such as clothes, food, dairy products, the following items Vita needed.

Too busy to make him almost forget something as important as this. It was as if forgetting something that she had never bought a single item for her child that was necessary everyday.

“Sorry, Vit. But from now on you will be more I prioritize,” murmured slowly. “Vita anggrainy. Your name is good.”

A few minutes later, the car arrived. Coincidentally, Vita was also in front of swinging Rayyan in her carriage.

A stiff smile greeted Yudha as the man got out of the car. Then with a quick motion, he lowered the items. “I bring it inside yes,” permission to stare gently.

“Who is shopping this much?” asked Vita astonished by the large amount of Yudha's luggage.

“I'm alone.”

“Add narrow house later, Mas.”

“Then from that, you guys just move to a wider place,” Yudha said afterwards. “Or want to stay with Umi same Abah again?”

Vita shakes her head. Not refusing, rather, he refused to answer.

‘Which is right, when I was told to stay with Rahma again? You're really insensitive, Mas. Or indeed you have no mind, jeez..’.

After all the goods were put into the house, Yudha approached him. Staring lovingly at his son who was in his arms. “He's not fussy ‘kan?”

“Not ... he's a good boy and understanding once.”

When Yudha leaned in her face to kiss their son, Vita's heart rippled. Is it in the heart of Yudha to treat her as her son?

And in an instant, the man had already retrieved Rayyan from his carrier. Although Yudha still looks stiff, but he seems to be trying and very careful.

“Ehm,” Vita cleared her throat to ward off nervousness. “From the office has eaten, Mas?” tanyanya is so embarrassed. A moment later she regretted offering food to the man who was still her husband.

“Not yet,” the answer is honest. He went to the cafe during the day, but to have a meeting. He could not think of eating heavy food. Even when his stomach began to feel hungry, the day was already late afternoon. He felt he had to come back here immediately, but also stopped by various places to buy baby items. Finally, he forgot his hungry stomach.

“All you guys I eat here, I miss your cooking too,” continued Yudha again without switching from the little baby on her lap.

Without Yudha knowing, Vita rolled her eyes lazily. ‘Basic mode.’

A few moments later, the smell of the smell of cooking from the kitchen. Putting Rayyan into the baby box, the man approached her secretly.

 Seeing Vita turning her back like this made her remember the memories of a few months ago, when they were at Vita's house.

The shadow of the visualization of this woman who at that time made her desire bubbling, then managed to tear down her defense. His maleness was emanating there for the first time.

Without being able to hold himself back, Yudha hugged him from behind and made the body feel a little jolted.

“Eh.... Don't be like this, loose ...,” he said without but without rebellion. This is really weird.

“Do not refuse. You will regret if this becomes my last hug,” threatened he was trying to seduce. She is not a good woo.

“You're the mode.”

“Ssttt ... rest.”

Vita. His heart refused, but his body betrayed him. Frankly, Vita also misses this man. Moreover, his body that has been untouched for a long time, makes it bristling even if only treated in such a trivial way.

‘Hei, body. Please work with me. Do not overreact. It's just a hug.’

“I miss you,” he said softly and melodiously. “I love you.”

“I hate you.”

“Long.”

But a moment later, Vita smelled an unpleasant scent from in front of her. “Yes my fried onion gosong,” as he turned his head. “This is because of you.”

“I just hugged you. Didn't do anything. Next time if cooking it do not while closed.”

“No, you're wrong. Why do you have to hold. Basic disruptor.”

Yudha. Inexhaustible. Women are always right.

***

TO BE CONTINUED.