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That afternoon, after crashing her stomach in a nearby cafe, Rahma re-entered the room where her husband was being treated. He sat down next to her and clasped her hand tightly as he asked her to speak. “Kak, quickly wake up, quickly heal..”.

There was no movement from the man other than the corner of the eye that flowed drops of water.

“Say you want to take us on holiday to Labuan. You don't forget your promise, promise it's debt.”

Rahma misses her time with him. He was the only person he had the best and who understood his condition the most.

“I'm tired Kak, I'm tired of having to keep going back and forth to the hospital,” isak Rahma rubbed her cheek with the back of her hand. “Are you not bored as well? Let's get up, brother, Dirly same Feby kangen with his father.”

Dirly is a baby boy. Feby is her first daughter, three years old.

“I have to find money where else for your medical expenses, do you not pity, ha?” asked Rahma demanding, “what else should I sell? Self-esteem?”

Hundreds of millions of dollars have already been floated, she has even sold their house to pay for her husband's medical expenses. Luckily, his father was kind enough to allow him to live together in his old house. Shortly after, he followed his wife away.

He had even accompanied Rio to seek treatment in Semarang while in a two-bodied state. Undergo chemotherapy for almost two weeks in a row. Although at that time the cancer cells have been declared clean, but who would have thought, that the cells are back growing because they never control again routinely. Because they forget because they are happy with the birth of a new family member, the second child.

Counted twice Rio permadi entered the isolation room because the leukocytes went down. Not to mention the radiation that he went after for many times that made Rahma rebel, he was no longer strong to undergo a day that was so heavy. Though he had fully accepted this man, but again, God spread the distance for his love affairs.

Ah, as much as he complained, God never wanted to hear it. That is what made him doubt that He was in his life so that he changed.

“I want to marry you to be happy, because I believe you can make me happy, give me a bright color in my life that was previously gloomy—not even burden me with this disease of yours, asshole, damn,” his curse slowly while sobbing. “I also have a lot of problems. I'm tired already. I'm tired! Why am I not the only one who died? I depend on you, Brother.”

Even so, Rahma kissed him. Hugged him because he was so dear.

Somewhat long Rahma was running like that until she was startled by the ringing of a cell phone.

“Iya, Sus,” said Rahma as soon as the call connected.

“Bu, ASIP out. Dirly seems thirsty because she cries constantly.”

“Love formula milk first, I'll be home soon, yes.”

“Good, Bu.”

Rahma immediately tiptoed and grabbed her bag then walked quickly into the car, driving herself home.

“Cih, soon this car is also definitely on sale,” his grunts are upset, “take all God, take everything from me!” he was hitting the steering wheel of his car. It was inexhaustible the suffering he felt because of the declining karma of his parents.

***

Three days later, Vita was finally allowed to go home by a doctor. His condition is good enough, he has returned to his usual activities even though he remains within limits.

Luckily, she has a mother-in-law like Umi Ros who understands her situation. Never commented on this that made him uncomfortable.

‘Try if I'm at someone else's house. Finish me.’

“The house is quiet without you knowing, Ta,” said Dara in the morning, when they were sitting relaxed together in the middle room, enjoying the weekend while snacking on healthy food.

“You are more, there are many bocil-bocil,” said Vita responded. “Say you slept here yesterday, yeah?” she confirmed the news she heard from her husband yesterday.

Dara nodded, “We both slept in the children's room. Want to accompany them while you are not home.”

“Oh, yes?” said Vita enthusiastically.

“Yeah!”

“Kok can? Does it fit the bed?”

“Bisalah, I'm the same Alif sleep under, use extra mattress.”

But what makes him uncomfortable is Alif— because the man will continue to wake him at all costs if his request is not obeyed. Therefore he had to go back and forth to the next room to perform worship.

They will be back in the morning. Sounds troublesome indeed. But confusing, Dara himself could not refuse his request, so he felt himself equally ridiculous.

“Still, Dar. Already want to help keep my eggs.”

“Izh, jahara,” replied Dara chuckled. "The child himself called an egg. You guys are mama and papa chicken."

This woman looks very happy. It turns out that having the right partner is the key to the household of adem-ayem.

“Again?” ask Yudha. A refreshing masculine perfume immediately poured out around the room as soon as this man walked out of the room. He was ready to wear a jogging suit complete with his hat.

“You make jam bread for you,” replied Vita smilingly turning her head. “Who are you jogging with?”

“Sama Alif,” replied Yudha, and without hesitation, the man hugged and kissed his wife in front of Dara. Making Dara look away again. Like there was nowhere else he thought.

But not how long he felt his pride was saved, because Alif came at the right time. “I know, you want to be kissed too.” the man kissed with more vicious attacks.

“Oh .. my hulk, my love, oh my land crocodile,” Dara unclear raving.

“That's it, not a kiss baby. But you are indeed naf su again, Lif,” Yudha said.

“I wear both.”

Fortunately all the minors were still sleeping so they could not see. Except for the people who are wandering around doing their work.

“We can also,” voice say in front of room door.

Both pairs of husband and wife turned to the source of the voice. There they found Abah kissing and hugging his wife, just as they did.

Alif turned to his brother, “Anjir, Abah also does not want to lose.”

“Danger, we can have another sister, Lif,” Yudha chimed.

“Mana can, Umi is menopause, alah, karumuik,” Abah said later.

“Ih, the Abah, Maraguan Umi, yes!” sahut Umi Ros did not accept. “Sabaleh lai Umi still able if Abah want.”

“Iya, but namuah buek apo if you want tambuah lai?”

“Dha, Lif, this is your Abah. He started insulting. Yes right?” Umi Ros is seeking a defense.

The two parents ended up fighting each other because no one wanted to give up. They often argue like this, but arguing half-jokingly, not arguing that can surprise many people.

“I want our old age to stay that way later,” whispered Yudha in the ear of his wife who then guaranteed if Vita.

“Good morning viewers, back with me Dara puspita, and on the left this is my husband, Alif noran,” said Dara suddenly became a presenter in this live event.

“Good,” Alif respond. “We will host a fight event..”.

Dara re-connects, “At the Kabar-Kabur event, to preach the latest news, sharp and untrustworthy, which we will summarize in the News-Habur event this morning.”

Vita and Yudha clucked, “Basic error,” said the two together.

***

Seriate.

Just enjoy the flow, yeah. Later Rahma also I tell a lot of stories, until the end of 😘 Patience, yes. It's just the beginning.