Dilemma Intersection
Chapter 45. First Duty

Being the wife of a state servant is not easy, the husband's time for the family is automatically reduced due to the task. It has been a consequence for the wife of a state servant, because the main priority is the state. We are only second wives, because the first wife of a country man is a weapon that will be taken wherever they go.

Indira's household journey is just about to begin, tonight she is staying at her husband's official house. For two more days Dirga will go on duty to Ambon within 6 months. Indira wants to take care of her husband before he is left behind.

"Mas, do you want me to make coffee?" ask Indira, because her husband is struggling with his laptop. I don't know what he's working on.

Dirga nodded, "No hook, dear coffee! Let's be a little bit eye-catching," pinta Dirga.

Indira walks into the kitchen, making coffee as requested by her husband. Two spoons of black coffee and one spoon of white sugar, just like the one Indira always had for her father. "So miss Daddy the same Mother," Inner Indira.

How not to miss, now his two parents are in Singapore, accompanying Elmira who is in an effort to heal her beloved son. After making coffee, she rushed to her husband. "The coffee I taro here, Mas! I want to go to the room first, want to finish the clothes into the closet," said Indira.

Seeing the husband nod, Indir went to the room. Earlier this afternoon some of her clothes and personal belongings had been brought to her husband's Office Home. Not much different from the House Dinas Elmira in Bandung, this simple house only has two small bedrooms, a minimalist living room and a kitchen that is also not so big.

But Indira was grateful, because since long ago he had stayed with Elmira during Mirda's abandonment. So he was not too surprised or complained about the situation. Also seen the ceiling of the room that slightly died of signs of leaking, but the husband said if the tile of their house has been repaired.

Indira painstakingly put one by one her clothes into the closet, she also tidied her husband's clothes that looked messy. "Huf! This habit is like this, towels placed on the mattress, clothes hanging behind the door. From now on this house should be neat!" indira Gumam.

Not yet finished, Indira was shocked by the hands of her husband who hugged her waist tightly. "Astaghfirulloh, Mom! I'm afraid, thankfully not the reflexes of taekwondo!" indira pinched her husband's arm.

"Aw! Sick yank, you are nyubit rich in rangrang ants," whined Dirga bak Sweta who was sulking.

Indira is still in bad mode, "Lagian if you enter the room say hello, do not play hugs aja Mas! I'm surprised, what if I get...................."

"Shhh! Don't say mulu, it will be beautiful!" said Dirga stick his index finger on the lips of the wife. "Rather than nagging, mending here hug Mas! Kangen knows" whispered Dirga.

Indira's cheeks slightly blushed, "Clean-clean first, Mas. We just went to bed, tomorrow after coming home from my anter school to the supermarket huh, Mas! I want to shop for our needs, as long as Mas leaves also Kania will nemenin me here. There is no food stock at all" said Indira.

"Okay, tomorrow's full time for you! Whatever you want, I'll give you, '" Dirga kissed his wife's forehead.

Indira raised her head, "Yakin? Is it really going to kabulin all my requests?" Dirga nodded in response, then again kissed Indira's forehead.

"Well, don't stay on my own! I'mfrightened... I'm afraid you'll leave and never come back" said Indira, not feeling a tear slip through her cheek.

Dirga slightly jerked, especially he felt if the shirt he wore began to get wet by the cry of the wife. Slowly Dirga wanted to let go of the hug, but Indira clenched her tightly. In the end, he returned the hug while rubbing his wife's back. "Mas went to return dear, Mas promised to return home safely. Please pray and ridhoi your husband's steps in duty."

Indira's cry without a sound makes Dirga quite worried, "Syafa, this is Mas's first duty after we get married. There is a special power in this self, in order to return to the task safely. This is also your main duty as the wife of an officer, show all your members that the wife of a Great Dirga Captain Prayoga is strong! Before long, baby, only 6 months!"

6 Months, not long? Ah Dirga sucks! Though every time, Indira wants to always stick to her husband.

"Duh yank! Snot you're sticking on Mas's shirt," teased Dirga. Indira immediately wiped the tears and snot with her husband's shirt, "Why disgust? The rest of you do it!" pissed Indira.

The other sniff? Uh.....

Dirga fell silent, "Nice is the other? Ahh, my wife is adorable!" inner Dirga. Suddenly he smiled meaningfully, then he cleaned himself up and changed his clothes. Then he approached Indira who was busy cleaning the living room.

"Yank! Yuuk prayer," ask Dirga. Indira squinted her eyes, now it is almost 10 pm again she has prayed Isya. "I prayed, Mom! It was the same jama'ah as you. Time forgot!" the upset.

Seeing her husband frowning in annoyance, Indira only realized the meaning of her husband's words. "I-I wudhu first, Mas! Yes wait!" nervous Indira.

Indira deliberately brought her office clothes into the bathroom, she always remembered the words of Elmira, "Satisfy your husband before he was left on duty, who knows there will be a baby who will strengthen your love."

Dirga had been waiting with a pounding heart, before long Indira had entered the room wearing her mukena. Their bathroom is near the kitchen, so Indira can freely wear mukena in the second room. They pray sunnah solemnly, Indira even shed tears when she heard the do'a-do'a that her husband prays.

Slowly Dirga kissed gently the lips of the wife who is now a opium for him, the two unite themselves in a holy bond of halal. Hope there will be a baby who is always a reinforcement of the love of both. They went through a beautiful night, sweating along with a heart beat that was timid. Indira really wants to make her husband drunk dear, is not it a reward for a wife who is able to satisfy her husband in bed?

If the husband and wife are sweating in pleasure, different from Athaya. Sweat all over her body, Athaya has a fever. These few days he was busy with his lectures, not even infrequently he forgot his lunch. Living alone in Turkey without relatives makes Athaya can not do anything.

His phone reads, he reads a message that was sent by Aini. 'Sis Athaya is fine, right? I've not been feeling well since, I hope you're okay. Take care of your health and do not forget to eat'.'

Only a short message, but can make Athaya back to strengthen himself. "Are you worried about me, Aini? I'm fine after getting a message from you, I miss you Aini."

Without replying to his message, Athaya asks Mbok Darmi to make a video call. He wanted to see what Aini was currently doing. "Mbok, don't get Aini's shavings. I just need to see his face" Athaya said.

"Pronounced, Den. Aden's sick again, huh? His face was pale, "the worried face of Mbok.

Athaya nodded, "Yes Mbok, I have a fever. Because alone in the land of people, I can not say anything. I just need to see Aini's face, maybe my fever is just a longing" Athaya chuckled.

"Basically, people fall in love! Wait, Mbok wants to go to Non Aini's room first," said the Mbok while carrying a cellphone in his hand.

Secretly Mbok Darmi put the phone near the nightstand, Aini in the middle of the tadarus to calm the anxiety of his heart. "Non Aini, why cry?"

Aini stopped her tadarus, "Mbok can hug me?" ogre.

Mbok Darmi nodded and hugged the girl, "I am restless Mbok, in my mind there is only Kak Athaya. Is she okay? Is he eating right? Is he lonely there? I'm sorry, Mbok! Is this called longing? I miss Athaya, Mbok!"

Hearing Aini's words, Athaya's tears could no longer be contained. "I miss you too, Aini. I don't know what this feeling is, but I miss you a lot too" Athaya said.

"Prophey, No! God willing, Den Gus will be fine. We pray with God, hopefully wherever he is, God will always take care of him" said Mbok Darmi.

Aini nodded, "Thank you, Mbok! I am relieved after expressing all my feelings, hopefully Athaya is in good condition and can live happily there."

"Non, togetherness will be more meaningful after we feel loss, and loss will be more meaningful when we miss each other" said Mbok Darmi.

Athaya hung up her phone, she could no longer see Aini crying. "Maybe right now I can only endure this longing, until the time comes when I can meet and let go of this longing with you in a lawful bond."

Longing not only arises because of the distance apart, but also because the desire is not realized. Let's just say that if distance is a boundary, it may be that it was created as a chain that binds the two hearts of the human child so as not to be separated.

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