Father of My Son
Washing the Longs

Loneliness is fear in paralysis.

You have become poison to my blood.

When I'm in a cage and deserted

that means

I'm a furnace without fire.

WS RENDRA - KANGEN

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What can you do when Dira is not around. Take care of children, prepare them food, pay attention to their needs. Everything seems normal and good. Bia was still laughing when she saw the behavior of her two sons and still let out a typical mother-form chat when talking to her servant.

However, seeing her husband's clothes hanging in the closet, the loneliness disturbed her mind again. It's his responsibility, indeed, to calm the child when they cry remember the papa left. In other places Bia also can not refuse if the miss is so torturing him.

Bia rubbed the other side of her bed. Dira's pillow is still neatly stored there. There was not a burly body that he used to hug every night nor a warm voice that said good night before he went to sleep.

Sometimes from there Bia remembered. If one day they age and one of them goes first, this must be the loneliness. From here he felt lucky because his parents left together so that no one was left behind and felt lonely.

Bia also has no other interlocutors besides her servant. The people around this house complex alone nobody Bia knows. Because the houses are large and the yard is wide so that people are lazy to go out of the house just want to be in touch with neighbors.

"Ah, Sira. I miss," he lamented. He took Dira's pillow and he hugged her in his arms. There was no fragrance of Dira left there because her departure had been so long.

Especially for Bia, Dira is not just a husband. He is a partner, playmate and friend sharing gossip. Without Dira, it feels like a tube with no gas in it.

Bia sobbing. Only the surface of the pillow he could smell. Only the warmth of that thing released the cold. Although it still does not feel erasing what is a burden in the soul.

Long Bia began to fall asleep. Even in a dream he was still looking for Dira. His dreams were never good either. The first day of Dira's dream home can not see himself, Dira accident until the worst Dira came home to introduce a new wife.

Bia sometimes wants to try to build from the dream, unfortunately it is always difficult. Sometimes after coming out, he found tears coming out of his eyes. If only that night he did not feel a kiss on the cheek, Bia would definitely continue to be trapped in the dream again.

Bia turned around while still continuing to lie down. Faint in the dim light she saw a man who resembled her husband. "Dira, when I see you," he said.

"Lha, haven't you been able to see me all this time?" the man asked while turning on the room light.

Bia still winked. "You really are" he said again, rubbing Dira's arm.

Toyoran Bia gets it from Dira's finger. "That's you, wake up! Being literate while dreaming," protested Dira.

"Dira!" screeched Bia while aghast and sat on the bed. She held her husband's face and it was her husband. Bia's eyes glanced at the open door of the room.

"Are you really Dira?" the question is so unreliable.

Dira nodded then laughed. "You're so longed for not believing I'm coming home, are you?" ask Dira. Bia rubbed her eyes in disbelief. "You count the days I left, don't you? I should be home by now, right?" Jemari Dira ruffled Bia's hair.

Bia's cheeks are bloating. "Don't count the days. It's any day I forget" he replied.

The answer made Dira astonished. "Why forget the day. From Kindergarten you were taught the song of the day, right? Divan already knows the song," ledek Dira.

Dira nodded. He only realized that Bia was more at home babysitting their children. He rarely goes out because he is always afraid to go out alone. He said instead of ribet followed by bodyguard, better just stay at home.

"Divan is coming to school soon, why don't you sign up for Diandre. School-age children are the same as their mothers. You can meet other mothers and friends" Dira suggested.

"Can?" bia asked while showing sparkling eyes.

Dira nodded. "Sometimes you have to hang out too. Don't kayak just yet. We used to be in school, meeting every day. Now I have to work. A lot of pauses I'm not at home" he explained. Bia nodded.

Dira grabbed Bia's face and held her in an embrace. He gently kissed his wife's head. Bia giggling. "So husband feels weird friends, huh? Sometimes his head is whipped, sometimes he's bullied" he said.

Dira chuckles at Bia's words. "Sorry, yeah. Because of my decision to move to Heren, you have no friends. It's usually the same with Sayu and Anna, right?" Just a nod that Bia showed to reply to Dira's words.

Bia wrapped her hands around her husband's waist. "Don't tell me kangen?" tanya Bia fished romance between them.

"I miss Divan and Diandre" said Dira. As a result he got a blow on the back from Bia. The man even laughed. "Yes, I miss my son's mother because of the force," Dira added.

"Keep the goddain! You know I'm afraid every day you go home with a new wife!" his protest.

Dira nodded. "Thank you so much for her." Again, Dira joked. Bia took off her hug and slept down while hugging the pillow.

"God!" Dira pokes Bia's arm. His wife simply shook her head while still submerging her face on the surface of the pillow.

"Help here" Dira bargained.

"Know, ah! I'm lashing!" bia protest.

Dira laughs giggling. "Where are people talking. Just like Divan you are, huh. Ngegegemesin," said Dira then kissed the curve of Bia's neck.

Bia was amused. She pulled over her husband's body. Darling Dira even more deliberately overstretched Bia's body and continued to kiss along the back of his wife. "Dira, uh!" bia protest.

Dira tickled Bia's waist until the woman laughed. Finally Bia gave up and got up while sitting on the bed. "What, anyway?" tanya Bia wants her husband to explain the code Dira gave her.

"Main, yuk. While the children are still sleeping, we first are kangen-angenan," invited Dira while rubbing Bia's back. A touch that is able to call the same feeling in Bia. "I take a shower first. You're ready," take Dira.

Bia nodded. He pointed at the room door. "The key first. Someone will see" he suggested.

Dira smiled ignorantly. He stood up and walked to the door and closed it. "How many rounds do you want to play?" ask Dira.

Bia grin. "Ordinary kayak just multiply the feeling of longing," suggested Bia.

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Tomorrow is still up. How many I'm waiting for level announcement from NT only 😉😁.

About Blue, I know the level is low because many are missing chapters or just reading the initial episode and then left, maybe. Maybe the wife of the heir to the throne does not fit the tastes of readers in NT. Just for the sake of you I want the responsibility to finish. Hopefully NT level up to see my sincerity.

you guys if ADA mah vote can, from to Blue which will be up cmn once a day. 🤧 thank you for your support for ADA so I am not 😁 sad mulu due to the pretation of the wife of the heir to the throne. 🤧😭

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