A Broken Heart
Dance

After Hana's cry had subsided, Revan slowly let go of his embrace and ran his vehicle back home. Revan tries to comfort his wife by telling her silly story, as a result Revan succeeds and can again make his wife laugh.

Slowly Revan's vehicle entered his yard. Hana and Revan get out of the car and walk in. Revan clasped his wife's hand as he walked into the house.

"Home home, baby?" Ask Mama Ajeng to see the child and daughter-in-law who walked in.

"Yes, Ma. We just got to take."

Hana and Revan sit on the sofa near Mama Ajeng.

"You're not going anywhere tonight, are you?"

" No, Ma. We don't have a plan. At home aja. Why, Ma?" Ask Revan curiously.

"Your aunt invited us to dinner at her house, baby. You want to, right?"

Hana and Revan looked at each other and soon Revan spoke again.

"It has to be well, Ma are we coming?" The answer is because he is actually lazy to go there.

"Must, baby. We welcome the new daughter-in-law, he said. So you guys should come. Your Uncle's eldest son has just been nyampe from abroad so they all just do family dinner."

"Of course, we'll come." Sighing. Actually Revan is very lazy to visit his father's brother's house because his Uncle's wife likes nyinyir and Revan very dislike with his tantic attitude.

"Which cocks, Ma?" Revan asked because he had not seen his son's presence.

"Jihan was with your dad to the supermarket. It looks like it's nyampe."

"Well, we go upstairs first, Mom."

"Yes, honey. Don't forget, later we will go after the maghrib prayer." Say again do not take the child and his son-in-law forget the time and forget that they will go to dinner.

"Yes, Ma. Don't worry, Revan remembers."

"No need to be quizzed, but if yesterday Mama did not call you surely until now Mama's daughter-in-law you have not brought home too."

"This mom was never a newlywed."

"Jawab continue! Don't let Mama get upset and hide Hana let you know the taste!"

"Don't dong, Ma. Mom's granddaughter won't be." Revan said while chuckling.

Mama can only shake her head to face her son.

"Yes, up there. You can talk to Mama on blood."

Revan chuckled at his mother's words.

"We go upstairs first, Ma." Hana said

"Yes, baby."

Hana and Revan walk up the stairs and leave Mama alone.

"That kid, married, still likes to upset his mom. When can the boy change." Mama muttered softly while continuing to pay attention to the child and her daughter-in-law getting away.

When he reached the room, Revan immediately threw himself on his bed. While Hana, she sat on the edge of the bed while looking at her husband's room which she had just entered this time.

Hana spread her gaze staring at her husband's room. Her husband's room was very spacious and neat. What caught his attention was in the corner of the room, a lot of books were arranged there. Hana stood up and walked towards her husband's bookcase. It turned out that her husband collected various kinds of comics and also a black plate that lined up neatly there.

Hana looked at her husband's comic collection, after which she switched to seeing her husband's vinyl records, one by one.

Revan from earlier noticed his wife who had been looking through his collection. Revan immediately got up and approached his wife. Hannah glanced beside him where her husband was standing.

"It turns out Mas Revan is a comic and disc lover?"

"Heem. I have all sorts of comics, all of them were my collections back in High School. Every time I go to buy a comic, I buy a lot. But I haven't read it all yet." "If this "shows it on the disc that Hana holds "I really like the sound of classical music. That's why I have a huge collection of black plates."

"I don't know, Mas Revan loves classical music."

"I have always loved classical music. It's been built from the orok."

"meaning?"

"Well, when I was in the womb, Mama loved the horror of classical music. Because pregnant women who listen to classical music can help optimize fetal development in the womb and educate the brain of the child later."

"Emang yes?"

"I don't know either. There has been no research on this, but that does not mean listening to music will not have an effect at all right!"

"It's true too."

"I really believe. I have proof!" He said he was proud of himself in front of his wife.

Hana could only smile and shake her head.

"You don't believe it?"

"Believe." Quickly answer.

Hana looked around her husband's room looking for something.

"Oh, the gramophone?"

"Yes, that's what I mean."

"So, I keep it inside. I'll take it first, yeah." He said and immediately walked towards a small door and entered inside.

In Hana's mind, maybe it was her husband's secret room. Shortly thereafter, Revan came out with a gramophone. Revan kept it on the nightstand and walked back to his wife to pick up a disc.

Music began to be heard in their rooms. Classical music with romantic overtones. Revan walked closer to his wife.

"Want to dance with me?" He asked while sticking out his right hand.

"I can't dance, Mom!"

But Revan immediately held his wife's hand and pulled her closer until she was a few inches away.

"I'll teach you!"

Hannah finally complied with her husband's wishes.

Revan kept his wife's hand down his neck and Revan wrapped his hand around his wife's waist and pulled her closer until there was no distance between them.

Revan began to guide his wife to follow her foot movements in rhythm with the music that supports the romantic atmosphere in the room.

Their eyes meet each other. Revan did not take his eyes off the slightest

wife's eyes. The look of adoration he always seemed to.

"I love you." whispered Revan in front of his wife's face with a distance of a few inches.

"I know."

"I love you too much."

"I know."

"Jawab dong, baby."

"I answered, Mom."

Revan who heard it could only sigh and pursed his lips.

Hana laughed softly at her husband's expression that looked cute while doing that.

"I answered my question yesterday."

"And I want to hear it now." He said in a whining tone.

Hana laughed again at her husband's funny behavior. After becoming a husband and wife, there are many new things that she knows about her husband.

"Yes, yeah. Then you're like Jihan, you know."

"Let's just say it."

"So this is answered?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Hana was silent for a moment and looked into her husband's eyes.

"I love the same, Mas Revan and I love the same, Mas Revan."

Hearing that made Revan smile happily. In the next second Revan brought his face closer and eroded the distance between them. Revan's heart rate tightened and finally his lips docked on his wife's lips.

After a long time of kissing suddenly Hana held her husband's hand that was everywhere.

"Why?"

"Mas can't remember the message, Mama! It's Maghrib loh, Mas. Mama will be angry."

"Let's just say it."

"But, Mom..."

"Just a minute, baby. I Promise!" His words were full of pleading.

Hana was finally devastated and obeyed her husband's desire for worship. Revan's promise said only briefly it was a big mistake because time was approaching Maghrib but their activities were not yet completed.

As a result Revan gets a scolding from Mama Ajeng because they are late to his uncle's house for dinner. Fortunately they are different cars, if one car then along the way Revan will get a scolding from Mama Ajeng.

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