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RM104. Calling Princess
"Don't really hug your husband, Dek!" Adi saw his daughter-in-law so uncomfortable.
"I doain Mas Givan right from earlier. I'm worried about it, not staying calm." Canda ignored the words of his father-in-law.
Givan rubs Canda's back, so that his wife understands that the hug is too tight for her wound. From the swipe of the hand, Canda felt the heat from the palm of her husband's hand. Immediately, she touched her husband's forehead using the back of her hand.
"Mas fever?" A worried look poured out from the look of Canda's eyes.
"Yes, I've been taking medicine too." Givan did not want to make his wife worry excessively.
"Call me later, Van?" Adi scratched the niche of his neck with the tip of his index finger. He felt awkward, seeing the affection.
"Yes, Pah." Givan turned his head and gave him a smile.
Adi nodded, then he immediately left the house of the child and his daughter-in-law. The greeting of his grandchildren, ended with one of his grandchildren who even went with him. Cani held her grandfather's hand, with a big smile. He was happy to be by his grandfather's side. His grandfather, there was a fun figure for him.
"Cani wants two sisters." Adi swung the hand.
Cani looked up at the hair that had been mixed with the gray color. "Biarin, baby girl."
Adi chuckles at Cani's answer. "Whose son is he?" The shape of the face, the shade of the eyes and the slender nose is so similar to his son-in-law that he has considered like his own son.
Adi is like leaning on Cani, because he knows his grandson is as fragile and as handsome as his daughter-in-law. Plus, Cani hasn't been able to take care of herself.
"Grandfather's son," replied the boy cheerfully.
"Ih, that's delicious. Grandpa's son is dad." Their dialogue continued, until they finally arrived at the magnificent house.
Inside Givan's cozy dwelling. Canda continued to compress her husband's forehead, so that the low-grade fever quickly subsided. Canda did not understand, that the fever arose from the punishment that Givan lived. Givan did not intend to tell, that the wound felt so painful even though it did not scratch his skin.
"Just go to sleep, let's wake up already light." Canda could not bear to see her husband's eyelids occasionally open with a tinge of red. Givan restrains the drowsiness caused from the effects of the drug.
"Yes, here with you." Givan hugged his wife somewhat falling over her chest.
"Fetus I'm a frenzy, Mas!" Canda complained about it.
Givan chuckled, then shifted the place next to him so that Canda could lay down her body. He is not calm in his sleep, if Canda does not sleep with him. He was worried, Canda was on the move and had an accident that had never been expected before.
"Cepet healed huh, Mas?"
Cup....
After kissing her husband, she hugged him. Her most comfortable place, was her husband's armpit.
Canda begins to feel comfortable, because sleep is the easiest activity to do. They slept together, feeling each other's composure. Quiet Givan, as his sentence is fulfilled, is calm Canda because her husband is already beside her.
Self-punishment, it's not scary for Givan. By being at home for one week, he feels he has more time with his wife and children.
Plus the work he has done first and the kitchen needs are met, making the dwelling live without any problems. Maybe it would be different story, if Givan is from the middle to the bottom. Self-punishment is the most torturous thing, because his wife's children also feel the lack of food. Even if he gets his share from the village, the count is only for one person, only for the person serving the sentence, not for one family.
He began to tell Canda, about the Princess who wanted to see her son. The misunderstanding happened, because Givan forgot to move the Princess's business card in the back pocket of his jeans. Meanwhile, Canda checked all bags in the clothes before entering the washing machine.
"What's your word, Mas?" Canda asked her mother-in-law's decision first, before she decided herself.
Canda did not want to oppose her mother-in-law's decision, but she would try to rethink it. If this matter wasn't about the Princess, maybe Canda immediately decided on her own. But he knew who would visit. It wasn't her opponent, the Princess was too great for her innocence.
"You met, but accompanied. Our cake is sitting together, see Princess talking to Jasmine that is." Givan informed his parents of the choice, which was discussed before he returned home to serve the sentence.
"What is the effect on other children? They must be wondering who the woman was talking to one of her sisters." Canda understood the curious nature of his children.
"Yaaa, the kids know that Jasmine has a real mother. Key, Jasmine, Zio, Ceysa have other parents. Just minus Zio, 'cause we never got a picture of Nadya." Not without reason, the photos of Nadya on social media are not fitting if shown by children. The clothes Nadya wore, did not show that she was a good person.
It is not permissible to gossip people from outside. But, children always look at the cover and color before buying a book. The mindset of children is a little different from that of adults. They have another understanding, from first impressions when looking at someone.
"Yes, Mas. It will be Friday, the end of the legal period. Well, Sunday the Princess told me to come. Kids have holidays, right?"
Givan mangosteen, according to him, Sunday is the right time. In addition to the holidays of children doing activities in school, he was also free from the punishment period as well.
"Friday's tomorrow, Canda. Now do you know Princess? Let him prepare for that. He must have polite clothes, to meet his son. Must've also brought luggage, for mementos to his son." Givan pegs the arrival of Fira who always bothered with the built-in trunk. Perhaps, even the mother of her foster children was like that.
"Yes on the phone, the speaker. I want to hear it too."
Of course Givan did it straight away. Not making Canda misunderstand, is one of the efforts he makes every day.
"Allo, assalamualaikum...." Givan immediately made a sound, when the cell phone call was directly connected.
"Yes, wa'alaikum greetings. With who?" The Princess' formal manner of speaking was instantly recognized by Givan.
"Givan, Put." Givan mentioned his name.
The voice of the Princess's carefree laughter instantly sounded. "Yes, Van. How's it? How's it?" The princess immediately understood, where the direction of this phone call from Givan.
"Eummmm.... My wife let you see Jasmine, but at my house."
Intentionally he chose his own residence, so as not to create a furore of people or communities who see. Worried, there was a misunderstanding that led to the village chief again.
"Alhamdulillah.... Thanks, Canda. I know you must have a hard time thinking about this." The princess only expressed her pleasure. She didn't know Canda was around her husband.
"Together" said Canda succinctly.
"Wow, there's your wife too, Van." The princess is so expressive unfortunately cannot be seen by the eyes of Givan and Canda.
"Yes there, right next to me. I pick a time on Sunday, huh, Put? The kids have plenty of time on Sundays. They have school holidays, madrasas, njai holidays in mushola as well." Givan still remembered the holiday at the mosque which was changed to Sunday afternoon, because it was Thursday afternoon. Sunday is an option for teaching holidays, because the mosque is used as a place for weekly tahlil together.
"OK, ready. Thanks, Van?" The voice of the Princess is still so cheerful.
Givan forgot to give the time when the Princess should come. Until, on Sunday that has been awaited by the Princess finally arrived as well. However, the arrival of the Princess coincided with the arrival....
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