When Love Is Present

Chapter 63. On a Sunday.

"Where are you?" Call Vim from the inner chamber. He looked for Laras in the room but did not find Laras.

"I'm here mas! A moment." The barrel cleans his mouth with a tissue. Repairing the cobek and mango skin that he just peeled.

Not yet had Laras walked into the living room Vim had stood before him.

"What time is your house?" Ask Vim.

"Four ten yes mas."

"Oh no." Vim remembers something.

"Jam two only Baras. I just stopped by my mom's house. Mama needs your help. There's a chrysanthemum at home." Vim Stories.

Today is Sunday. Vim just finished running in the morning and had stopped by his parents' house. That's when Mami told Vim that she needed Laras' help later in the afternoon.

"Then it's better we come sooner. I'll take a shower." Laras eager.

"Scented smell of mango Laras." Vim. The brown netra is in search of the source of the smell.

"It just needs, baby. I'm gonna take a shower." The barrel passed leaving Vim.

Vim's steps follow the barrel to the room. Their room has been added a bathroom. Unlike the first time when they were newly married, Vim had to take a bath in the bathroom near the kitchen.

"Listen. We go to mom's house at two o'clock so you don't get tired of helping mommy. Understood?" Hold the Vim on both shoulders. Their eyes are straight.

"understand." Still Barrel entered the bathroom.

"Darling mom wouldn't tell me to help out a lot. I believe that." Laras said before closing the bathroom door.

"But you won't just stay there, will you?"

Chequek. The bathroom door is locked by the barrel.

"The rice with yuk." Vim knocked on the bathroom door.

"What mas?" sahut Laras from the inside.

"By shower."

"No ahh." Late again.

"Guuhh."

Vim patiently waiting for Laras to finish. Thirty minutes passed, Barrel had not yet come out of the bathroom. I thought for a long time Vim.

"Ras hasn't showered yet?" Vim knocked on the bathroom door three times.

"Already mas. Mas stomach. Ouch."

The barrel feels its stomach as if it is pulled on the inside. It didn't hurt too much but Laras felt a tension in his stomach. He held his stomach against the wall next to the door. Breathe deeply so that the taste is reduced.

The Barrel complaint made Vim worried. Vim tried to open the door. The door has not been opened.

"Open door. Barrel are you okay?!"

Chequek. There was the sound of the door lock in the turn. Vim's coming in. A little relieved to get Laras is fine even though the look on his face implies concern.

"Aahh Laras. You're okay, right?" Vim saw Laras still silently leaning against the wall and grimacing in his stomach. Despite that, Baras remained calm. Vim picked up Laras who was still wearing Laras' favorite pink bathrobe.

"Something when you shower don't close the door. Okay??"

Laras nodded. Vim puts the barrel on the bed. The barrel rests its back on the end of the bed.

Slowly the tension in his stomach diminished and disappeared. Baras was relieved.

"Drink." Vim gives Baras a glass of warm water. Then put the glass back on the table after Laras sipped the water.

"We'd better go to Mom's house in the afternoon. No objection." Vim said firmly. Baras did not speak. Vim has always been able to master the barrel.

"There you'll be busy and I'm afraid your stomach hurts again. We'll get treatment tomorrow."

"Tid.no. I'm fine, mas. Maybe it's the wind in the stomach 'cause I took a shower later." Laras.

"Hard-headed."

"The pain is gone and more healthy when it is at home mommy. Let's go there, mas." Get Laras to try to persuade Vim.

But Vim ignores it makes Laras anxious.

A ringtone was heard from Baras' phone. Vim handed it to the cell phone barrel lying on the table

"Mommy." The barrel looks at Vim and turns on the speaker phone.

"Assalamualaikum mami."

"Waalaikumsalam darling. When are you guys gonna be here?" Ask mami.

"Sorry mami. We just got there."

"alright. Oh yeah Laras go buy some new clothes and ask Vim to take you." Mammy's orders.

"New clothes? What's it for, mih?" Laras knitted his two eyebrows.

"Shirt for you Laras and wear it when you come here." The barrel is getting astonished.

"What should mih? but a lot of clothes and still good mih."

Vim listens to the conversation of two much-loved women. Feeling surprised also at the request of my mother so that Laras buy new clothes.

"Go so you can look beautiful later."

"Give me HP." Vim's whisper in the Barrel. According to Vim mami's request is making things up.

"Sorry, Vim wants to talk."

Mobile phone Barrel grabbed Vim.

"Mi what the heck mih wear buy new clothes everything. He wants a party." Vim protest on his mom.

"Darling mami, anyway you deliver Laras buy new clothes. Mommy will change the money."

Clik. Conversation was broken by mom. Vim sighed.

"How now?"

"I don't need new clothes." Answer Laras. He refused to obey the will of the Maharani mami. Then Barrel shuffled from the bed. Open her wardrobe which has three doors. She remembers having a few pieces of the dress she left at her house. How many pieces of dresses are still good there. One of them is the gift of Vim at the time of their marriage.

Vim watched Laras from where he sat. Barrels sort through the dependent dresses.

"Mas I wear this. This dress I've never worn. So no need to buy." Baras asked Vim's opinion.

"Can too. That's great. That's what we were looking for at the time, isn't it?" Ask Vim.

"really. I've never used this in front of mom." Barrel took out the dress and hung it on the closet door.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Mommy is weird. The show just gotta put on a new shirt." Vim said, shaking his head.

By late afternoon Laras and Vim are ready to visit Vim's childhood home. Setiba there has not been any friends arisan mami Maharani present. Half an hour later the show will begin.

Meatballs, cakes, fruits and drinks are served at the dinner table.

"You're so pretty, baby." My mother welcomed the arrival of the two of them. Vim let the two let go of each other.

"I want the meat." Vim was watching the food on the table.

"Can. Baras will get it for you."

"Good mih." Mom smiled and nodded her head.

"You can eat but the one back there huh. That's for guests."

"Come Laras. You eat too." take Vim to Laras.

"I'm still full of it."

"That continues. What's eating."

"I'm full."

Laras has taken Vim a bowl of meatballs. Do not forget to put soy sauce and sausage in front of Vim.

"I live ya mas. I want to accompany Mom."

"okay."

Two guests began to arrive. Friends of fellow high school alumni who live in the same city.

Mami smiling sumringah welcomed the presence of her friends.

"Elsa how are you?" Hugged my mother to a woman named Elsa.

"I'm fine." Answer Elsa.

"Hi Vienna. Hi all. It's good to see you guys." Mami's greeting is familiar and friendly. A smile of happiness flashed across their faces. Baras did not stop smiling to see it.

They gather in the living room or living room that has been prepared for the event. Their jokes, stories and laughter began to flow. From where he stood Laras caught their conversation despite not paying much heed. He was busy pouring mami-made ice cubes into the glasses one by one. Completed and ready to be delivered to the guests of Maharani mami friends.

"Please get the aunt's drink."

"thank you. What's name?" Ask a mother friend who Laras does not know his name.

"Aunty Baras."

"Oh Barrel. Rani your daughter is so beautiful!" The woman said again.

"Sure dong. It's Vim's choice." Mom talked to a friend.

"How long have you been married?" Ask another woman.

"You two years Aunt." Laras felt hesitant to leave before them while the questions still flowed from Maharani's mami friend.

"Have a child?"

"Not Aunt." Answer Laras.

"Ooo."

"Have you consulted a doctor?"

"It's aunt."

"Different anyway every couple, waiting for the presence of momongan." Said another aunt.

"I'm two months married." Said the other aunt

"I'm three years pregnant. Patience is Laras." Said Aunty who was beside Laras. He chose to sit on the carpet

"Yes aunt. Please drink Aunt. Excuse me."

The barrel breathed a sigh of relief in spite of other questions that might have arisen.

The tray he put on the table and followed Vim in their room.

"Have you?" Ask Vim briefly.

"It." Answer the Baras briefly.

"Why frown" asked Vim again.

"They asked baby." Laras. Face pouting.

"Oo that's just let it go. It's their right to ask. So you want baby?"

"Of course."

"Then let's make it."

Barrel stuck out his tongue and Vim laughed.

"Come here." The barrel comes closer to Vim. Looking for comfort on Vim's shoulder. Vim's shoulders are always soothing for him to lean on.

"Don't listen to everything people say because the only one who knows about us is ourselves. Sometimes they are right, but not all are right."

"Your mother always strengthens me." Laras looked up at Vim.

"That's why we both live."

"Keep and always hold my hand to be mature and rigid like you." Barrels are blue.

"Kok cried anyway. Aah crybaby. Aaww!"

The barrel narrows Vim's waist. Vim is not pain but carelessness. Baras continued to attack Vim with his pinch.

"Forun madam!"

~Sometimes little things bring unforgettable happiness.~

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