Gannaya, My Adore
Hugged Me Aja.

Sir.

Sir.

Ammar was shocked. Exposing his eyelids lightning. The man suddenly woke up because he felt a palm strike on his chest.

Sir.

Sir.

Ammar turned his head and knitted his eyebrows at the state of his wife who was still closing his eyes but like thrashing with both hands stretched out.

Another nightmare?

Ammar inching closer, holding Gana's hand while patting his wife's cheek with a small pressure. The sweat had flooded in Gana's face. His chest was seen moving up and down, like he was running a marathon in the middle of a hot field.

"Don't kill me and my husband!"

DEG.

Gana delirious, letting go of her tent. Ammar is panicking. Gana's body is getting stiff.

"Darling .." The man tried to resuscitate his wife like three nights ago. Gana keeps having nightmares at night. After the incident with Asyifa at the restaurant three days ago, it did make Gana's psychic a little disturbed. Although he did not complain, but Gana was more silent, daydreaming and sometimes like to cry alone.

Gana's plan has always been the same in these three nights. 'Don't kill me and my husband', clearly Ammar can catch him and keep him in memory. But, unfortunately, when Gana has awoken from a dream. The woman forgot what she was dreaming.

"Wake, Gana! Wake up!" Ammar stomped both of Gana's shoulders. And finally the woman jumped with a breath of breath.

"Ammar ..." exclaims it softly.

Ammar nodded. Grabbing a sheet of tissue on the nightstand to wipe his wife's wet face.

"I why?" tanyakanya.

"You're having nightmares again. What the hell are you dreaming? How, delirious of her so?"

Gana stared deeply into Ammar's bead, trying to remember what happened in his sleep. And back as usual, Gana just shook her head.

"I don't know ... forget .. don't understand ..." he said innocently while scratching his head. Whether it's itching because of sweat or not.

"Your call is loud, Gana. You said 'Don't kill me and my husband', why else? Ready you scared? Until the dream continues like this?" ask Ammar gently.

"FARHAN!" said Gana lantang.

Ammar squealed with a soft laugh. "Good, Gana. Looking for things in the middle of the night."

Gana pinched Ammar's arm, because the man was teasing him. "I'm really scared, Ammar .." he said.

"Farhan's? Wanna kill us? Ngaco you ah ..." Ammar shook his head.

"And you ask, who am I afraid of, yes I answer what is ... Farhan." Gana is not afraid.

Ammar's haste shifted the conversation that would lead to a commotion. "I'll get you a drink first." Ammar hurried to his feet but Gana held back.

Ammar lowered his gaze to his arm when blocked by Gana.

Gana shakes. "Don't drink, I'm not thirsty. Just hug me ..."

Ammar knitted his confused brows. It's so strange during marriage this time ask in the hug.

Oh maybe fear again. His inner.

No, Ammar was suddenly insensitive.

Ammar smiled and spread out his hands to immerse Gana in his chest. Gana hugged tightly, wrapped her arms around Ammar's stomach. Put his head in the man's niche. Ammar gently rubbed his wife's arm up and down. Feel the direction of Gana's breath around the pajamas located in the chest.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. No one can harm you" said Ammar.

Gana just shut up, not nod. Somehow his mind gets stronger, if he feels his life is being sought.

"Ammar ...?"

"Hemm." replied Ammar with deheman.

"I died at Farhan's hands, what would you do to him?"

DEG.

Huh huh?

Oh my goodness, Farhan again. Why is it always the man being discussed. Gerrutu Ammar.

"Kok said that serem anyway, it's impossible that he killed you, ngaco you tuh."

"If that happens, what do you do?"

Ammar knows Gana's joking.

"Yes I'm going to kill him! Because you dare hurt ..."

What kind of conversation is this? Kill-kill? Indeed, Ammar is not afraid to discuss the lives that must die and be paid for other lives. But the shadow of Gana being killed by Farhan was heartbreaking and absurd.

"Really?" ask Gana.

Ammar nodded.

"If I've been cured for a long time, how?"

Ammar shakes. "You will not be healed again, I will try your recovery no matter how-" ammar's speech stopped when he felt Gana's hand that had been coiled in the stomach was now coiled around his neck. There was sobbing heard but it was still slow.

Nyepi.

Oh, true. Gana crying. Ammar felt the surface of his neck wet. "Thank you." said Gana very softly.

"Not to thank you. It's my duty as a husband." Ammar dyed the whirlpool of Gana's hair that was soaked in sweat.

Gana nodded. Keep shedding tears. Crying the night after a nightmare. It feels so soothing. And, just this time he hugged Ammar's chest as a husband. Not because of the usual.

***

Mama Difa was still staring cheerfully at Gana's smile in the pool with her daughter-in-law from the doorway. Ammar invites Gana to touch the water by moving both legs slowly.

"Where is it swimming?" papa Galih's voice made Mama look up. Her husband was tidy with a batik shirt approaching her.

Mama shook her head. "No, Pah. Gana's just by the pool, there's Ammar guarding, tuh--" pointed Mama.

Papa looked at his head from behind the door. The man smiled, when he saw Gana was also laughing because she was tempted by her husband.

"How is love not the same as Ammar?" ask Papa.

"Surely, look at his smile. Sweet is the same husband, his marriage is also seven months more."

Papa nodded, confirming. But not with his son-in-law who has not been sensitive.

"Aren't you wondering if there's any sign of pregnancy?"

Mama Difa stared at her son. "Said last week just finished menstruating."

Papa was disappointed. "In the same step again his sisters."

"Don't equal the sustenance of all the children, Pah. Everyone has their portions. Maybe Gana's coming down to us, we used to have a child."

Papa Galih nodded. "Yes, anyway. Let's just keep praying, and you're motivating your son. Maybe he was less rocking in bed .." he laughed.

Mama Difa took a slow blow to her husband's arm.

"You can shake it, wuh .. emejing." Papa Galih just keeps flirting.

Papa drifted away with his wife's hand that wanted to pinch him again out of anxiety.

"Come on, let's go, get out late!" gripped Mama Difa. He stepped into the room to get the bag. Because soon she and her husband will be going. Papa Galih was asked to be a witness in the kabul wedding of his friend's son.

Just wanted to get in the car. Mama and Papa's eyes drifted out the gate. They saw a burly man come down from the car and be confronted by guards outside.

"Who's this early in the morning visiting?" ask Papa Galih.

"Maybe his friend Ammar or Gana, Pah."

Then they both got into the car to the gate. Seeing their big master's car going out, the gate automatically opened.

Seeing the disappointed faces of the guests back in the car. Papa waved his hand at the guard. Guards approaching.

"Who, Sir?" ask Papa.

"Says Gana's friend. His relation. But according to Mr. Ammar's orders, no one should come to see you. Then I won't let you in, sir." she replied.

Mama Difa stared straight at the car whose passengers were also staring at him.

"Kasian tuh, Pah. There's a little boy."

Mama Difa pointed at Dava who was sitting on Mulan's lap.

Mahendra and Mulan are still in their car. It was as if they were looking at who was in the car. Although Mulan had said to ask to come home from here, because she was upset that her husband was rejected by the guard.

Papa Galih got down from the car stepped a little closer to Mahendra's car facing some distance from his car.

Mahendra came down and gave a polite smile to Papa Galih.

"Assalammualaikum .." said Papa Galih. Being greeted by a slightly grizzled old man, Mahendra leaned over to kiss Papa Galih's hand. Not knowing Mahendra, the man he kissed his hand was the owner of HG.

"Waalaikumsallam, sir."

"Truely my son's friend?" ask Papa to the point.

Mahendra nodded, not letting out a smile on his lips.

"I'm Mahendra, sir. My company is working with Hadnan Group. Yesterday info from Mr. Gifali, if Ms. Gana had an accident, so I came here to visit."

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