Arjuna's Wife (Limited Outreach)
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Wife Arjuna Final Episode
Time passes quickly without the inhabitants of the Earth being aware of it. Intermittent seasons alternated, between rain and drought. Years have stepped on a new page, it does not feel that tomorrow Brama has reached the age of one year.
Yellow umbrellas are stretched to prevent the sun, held by a man who is increasingly charming to mature every day. Wading a beautiful woman in a blue dress with a baby in a sling at the burial site.
Not just the three of them. Along with them came a couple who also held a baby. The hue of everyone's face implies the happiness of a complete family, behind the sad gurat that is always present every time you visit this place.
“I'm coming, Mom, Ma'am.”
The beautiful woman in the blue dress was Anggi. Handing Brama over to Juna, he squatted between two side-by-side tombs, rubbing his mother's headstone on the right, also touching his fingers on his left tombstone which read Masayu jelita.
Yes, Ayu closed her eyes right after her baby was born into the world through surgery. That day, his condition immediately dropped dramatically in freefall after a long conversation with Anggi for the last time. Fortunately the baby in the womb can still be helped, although the baby boy named Yudhistira by Maharani and Barata had spent a month of treatment in strict supervision in the ICU room.
Ayu is buried next to her mother's grave. Anggi still remembered the look on his brother's face before being pardoned. Her face was bright, smiling beautifully, looking elated. Anggi had kissed Ayu's face before Ayu's body was daubarara, whispering a word into her ear, remembering Ayu who kept divorcing her before her condition completely dropped.
Go in peace, Ma'am. I've forgiven Ma'am, everyone, clean no rest. Forgive me too, forgive my confusion as a younger brother from the bottom of my heart. May all the punishments of your world, your pain, until your struggle gives birth, be the cause of the elimination of all sin and error. I love you, Ma'am. Always was.
Maharani and Barata flew to Jakarta in order to attend the one year old Brama salvation event which will be held tomorrow. They deliberately came early, wanted to spend time visiting the tomb of the biological mother of a cute baby who is now nine months old.
Maharani crouched down on the side of Ayu's tomb. “Mbak Ayu, I came with your son. Although Yudhishthira was not born from my womb, he was born from my heart. Me and Mas Bara promised, I will do my best to raise the son you gave birth to. Thank you, thanks to you, I can finally feel being a mother,” said Maharani with a choked throat filled with haru.
They all sprinkled beautiful flowers on top of Ayu's tomb as well as Ningrum. Continued divorcing strands do’a solemnly. Promise do’a best ask the Almighty, for those who have gone home first.
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“Papa's son is already big. Want to have a sister?” ask Juna to his son who does not want to be silent even though it is not too smoothly running. Wearing a mini tuxedo is similar to the one Juna wears today.
“Dak, dak,” he replied with his slurred voice. Chattering typical toddler so adorable. Said the approaching word no, but his head nodded comically. The answer is always the same every time the Papa asks a similar question.
“So want or not? Papa already miss pingin make a dedek for Brama, so that the future adeknya not continue to be accommodated rubber and then discarded.”
A tie floated up to Juna's face. The thrower is his own wife who is getting more beautiful and sexy after one year of giving birth to their son.
“Don't pollute my son with your lewd words, Papa!” Anggi who was already beautiful in a knee-length red dress, with a waistline also glared at Juna as soon as he came out of the dressing room. “Lagian also the doctor suggested a pause first. This is the innate pingin make the dough continue!” resounding.
In the past, maybe Juna would bark fierce if Anggi dared to do so. However, now, Juna did not even mind if labeled husband afraid of wife. Over time, it was Juna who gradually softened, the opposite with Anggi who now tends to be fierce after becoming a mother.
“Argh, fear. Mama is fierce,” joked Juna while lifting Brama in a sling. Running around pretending to stay away makes the child laugh with excitement, feeling happy to be invited to run around.
“Already. Mas quickly use the tie, the event is about to start.” Anggi approached and picked up the tie he had thrown along with Marina who appeared in the doorway of their room.
“Where is Oma's grandson who wants a birthday? Here, here, carry the same Oma. Yuk we go down first.”
Marina raised both arms and Brama the smart baby immediately leaned on the grandmother asking to be carried.
“I'll be down in a minute, Mi. Want to pair a tie Mas Juna first,” said Anggi while showing a tie in the hand.
“Iya take it easy. The new show will start in about fifteen minutes. You guys get ready. Let Brama Mami take down the mumpung there Yudhistira, let them be familiar, understand rarely meet.” Marina passed down while chattering happily to invite her granddaughter to chat.
“Yes, how else. My design is like this, charming height,” sahutnya confident not feel embarrassed in the least.
Anggi rolled his eyes lazy. It is not strange anymore, this husband does have a level of confidence over dosage. Even if all of that is appropriate.
“Don't pout so, Mama.” Juna hugged Anggi's waist to get to him. “Again, my height is indeed right for you, so other sizes are also appropriate, equally towering. If it is not appropriate and fitting, it is impossible your sigh is always that tight when we blend in bed,” whisper sensual tease make Anggi face hollers shame.
“Is. Already ah! Why the language even spilled there anyway!” ketus Anggi who is not inexhaustible with Juna who is getting older even more ferocious just teasing him, especially in bed.
“Who told you to get sexier,” hissed. Juna grabbed Anggi's chin followed by a short pagutan landed on his wife's lips.
“Mas. My lipstick is broken!” Anggi punched Juna shoulder slumped, trying to hide the blush ripples that honestly always propagated whenever Juna stroked her so intimately even though they were not newlyweds anymore. “We should be quick down. Don't make invited guests wait.”
Juna chuckled happily. “But, from the first you are more suitable without lipstick, dear. Mmm, how about a round of lightning first before going down,” persuade it meaningfully. Adjacent to the wife, is a weakness of Juna, because his testosterone often dominates.
Juna put on a clear facial look that is usually always powerful to make Anggi luluh. Anggi braced himself not to waver when he saw it. Adjust the breath in order to be determined not to melt this time considering the birthday of their son is approaching the time opened.
“No, Papa,” the answer is firm. “Now it's time we get down. Lightning round or long round problems, must be postponed. Remember, your son wants a birthday!”
“Ah, why are you two adorable,” his sigh in frustration. “The one teases to be admired and invited to play, while the other one is tempting to sleep with,” he lamented.
“Erghh, your mouth, Mas! Come on quick, we have to get down!”
Anggi holding the husband down half dragged him. Not caring about Juna who kept whining at him. What a harmonious and sweet sight.
The journey begins with anger and tears. Even so the soul mate line of the almighty who has been set participates in it. Being able to understand each other is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. However, it is not impossible if pursued. Capitalizing patience as wide as the ocean is also a tireless struggle. Although they almost fell in a hole when the strong wind turned the direction, but now they ended up strengthening each other, holding hands in walking the path of life in front of him that certainly was not always straight and smooth.
That's life. I will not laugh forever, nor will I cry forever. It will not be right forever, it will not be wrong forever. Every good person makes a mistake, and every bad person has a good side. Our journey in the world is always filled with two colors, namely joy and sorrow, also about the human person, of course, all people are wrong and forget, because there is nothing perfect in the mortal realm.
EXPIRE
Alhamdulillah. Finally we come to the end of the story of Anggita Jelita and Arjuna Syailendra. My infinite gratitude is poured out from me to all my dear readers who have accompanied this journey from beginning to end. Hopefully, there is good wisdom to be learned from this story. Not just an entertainment read.
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