Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Drop

When dinner arrives, Chaca mingles with Amel's family. He looks more cheerful than when he just came there. Even if you eat just a little. The sadness was still clearly visible on his face. Although disguised with a smile.

After that Andra said goodbye to Malang because tomorrow he had to work. All the families drove him forward.

"Bang, remember yes," Chaca said in front of the house.

"Yes, Cha," he said, shuffling Chaca's hair.

Andra kissed the hands of her two in-laws, then hugged her for so long. Kissing his forehead and lips. Chaca who saw him immediately remembered Gandhi.

He imagined how each day was far from a couple. Even meeting for a few hours. While she felt less grateful because every day can meet face to face and make out with her husband. Lately I have been home late.

"Boy, you must be strong in order to take care of your mother, yes" Andra's message to her beloved son who has not fallen asleep.

Baby Al giggly kissed both cheeks of his papa. Andra immediately rushed so that there would still be time to rest. They waved until the car was invisible. Then everyone went into their rooms.

After Baby Al falls asleep, Amel comes to Chaca in her room. Chaca was still sitting pondering on the bed hugging her knees. Amel sat down at the end of the bed.

"Eh, Ma. Baby Al sleeping?" chaca was surprised.

"After all, you don't have anything to tell?" Amel could not bear to see Chaca like that.

"Mr? What did you feel before you became pregnant with Baby Al?" chaca asked crawling closer to Amel.

Now Amel knows the direction of the conversation. Amel understood very well how Chaca was feeling right now. Because he experienced it too. After a long wait for many years new blessed the baby.

Amel immediately grabbed Chaca in his arms. Patting Chaca's back slowly. Chaca was crying again.

"Never listen to anyone. Close your eyes and ears if someone is touching you. I know it's hard. However, the burden will get heavier when you keep thinking about it" Amel said slowly.

"Mr ...." Chaca reluctantly was unable to continue her words. He just tightened that hug.

"Keep fighting with your husband, going is not the solution to solve the problem. It will only add to the problem. But I know you need some alone time. Do not be long yes, far from the husband is not delicious you know," said Amel.

Chaca recalled last night asking her husband to leave her, even telling her to marry again. Which provoked the anger of the husband.

Chaca has long since subsided from her crying. Amel gave a lot of advice based on his experience with netizens. Amel also asked Chaca not to dissolve too long in sadness.

"Remember, effort, prayer and tawakkal. Keep believing that you can, you are capable. God willing, it will be done soon."

"Nobody can cry here. Tomorrow come with mom to the sanggar. Cheerleam batik from our hands, "please Amel wipe away Chaca's tears.

Chaca nodded, Amel asked her to rest. It takes time to build confidence again. Amel knows, Chaca needs a diversion to calm her heart back. A woman, especially a wife, must be very sensitive if touched on the issue of heredity.

The night was getting late, the air in Pekalongan was very cold. Because the rain is falling so hard. It was as if she knew what Chaca was feeling.

"Mas, are you looking for me? Do you miss me?" muttered Chaca hugged her own body.

Chaca is hard to close her eyes. It turns out that far from the husband is excruciating because of the longing that shackles. He misses the husband's embrace. Missing prayers together. Missed everything about him.

Almost in the morning, Chaca was able to sleep. He was a little relieved to tell Amel.

Mama Alice returned to Gandhi's room. He gently stroked the pale face of his beloved son. He felt the pain in his heart. His tears kept dripping, could not bear to see his only child like that.

"Chaca, where are you going, son? Your husband is devastated without you" said Mama Alice in tears.

Gandhi's body felt weak, he only woke up during prayer and then fell asleep again. His mind and heart were very troubled. There is no more spirit in living his life.

The longing to strangle his neck, until it felt very tight. Gandhi continued to be delirious about mentioning Chaca's name.

The day of alternating. Gandhi was increasingly unable to support his body. He handed over the hotel and cafe affairs to their respective managers. Andra kept her promise not to tell Gandhi anything. But he did not know Gandhi's condition.

In the morning, Mama Alice came to bring her breakfast. The last few days Gandhi had only eaten one or two bribes. Mama Alice put the tray on the nightstand.

"Honey, let's have breakfast first," said Mama gently touching her forehead.

"God! You're so hot, son!" mom's screams are running high.

Gandhi's skin was very hot. He immediately went out asking the waiter to get warm water and washlap to compress. Before long the waiter came to take him.

Mama was so panicked, it had been three days that Gandhi had not come out of the room. Just sleeping while hugging the picture frame of her wedding with Chaca. Either actually asleep or just simply closed.

"It's a shame we went to the doctor, yes" persuaded the mother began compressing her forehead.

Gandhi nodded slowly, "Gandhi is fine. Gandhi only wanted Chaca, Ma," he said so softly.

Mom was crying shut her mouth. Papa's entirety until now can't trace Chaca's departure. Confused about how to find Chaca?

"Chaca will definitely go home, you should get well. He must be sad to see you lying like this. Now let's eat first," persuaded mama again still trying to feed rice soup.

"Chaca must be home, right Ma? Does he miss Gandhi?" gandhi said weakly opening his eyes so dear.

"Sure!" Mama nodded her tears rubbing her rough eyes.

Hearing his mother's words, Gandhi tried to sit down his body. He did not want to see his wife sad. Mama helps, puts a pillow for her to lean on. Slowly my mother fed him little by little.

Just two spoons of food entered Gandhi's mouth, he felt his stomach rebel from nausea. Gandhi closed his mouth, with a stagger he ran towards the bathroom.

"Oh my God, what's up, honey?" Mama was panicking and worried that something might happen to Gandhi.

Gandhi spewed out his stomach in the bathroom. The door was locked so Mama Alice couldn't get in. He became very panicked in fear of something happening to him.

Mama Alice immediately called her family doctor asking to come. Then banged on the door as Gandhi had lit the sink faucet.

Before long, Gandhi opened the door. His body was so weak, his face was deathly pale, his eyes dim. Gandhi fell, lying on the floor.

"Gandhi! Son, wake up, baby! Jesus, Help! Help me!" mama Alice's scream flipped over Gandhi's body.

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