I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 29 - Between Trust and Restlessness

The night was so serene in its majesty. A star itself docked into the surrounding crowd of stars. The star is slowly twinkling and appears rigid in its orbit in the middle of a vast and dark universe. Maybe humans are no doubt much different from that star. Every human being shares everything he feels, in order to be stronger and stronger.

Sharing with others does not mean reducing his loneliness, but just so as not to be too stuffy and heavy to bear the fate of loneliness. Mbak Isma at this time, must really need a helping hand from Kak Anta. Although Kak Anta it is the past that he still can not let go.

While the cloud clumps from the edge of the clouds are getting closer, forming a thick cloudy.

I looked at the wall clock, ten o'clock in the evening, past dinner time and Sister Anta still hadn't come home. However, I was still faithfully waiting for him at the dinner table, unfortunately, the side dishes I had arranged were getting cold.

I do not want to judge or be disappointed, dream or imagine the situation that caused Sister Anta to come home late tonight. Although honestly I do not know how will be able to survive until meeting Kak Anta at home.

Half an hour later, about 10:30 p.m. When I was done tidying up the dinner table again, the plate I returned to the shelf. Just then my phone rang, I saw a call notification coming in. It turns out that Brother Anta-----

"Hello?" Serve with a restless tone.

"Yes brother, I'm here" I said.

"Not slept?"

"I'm still waiting for my brother."

"Cania? I'm sorry for not being able to keep my word, there's something that has to get me home late, maybe it could be midnight. Go to bed first, don't wait for me anymore. Dinner don't stay!"

"Son't you eat?---"

"Mas, let's hurry!

Oh, how shocked I was to hear the voice of a woman, who I believe is Isma's mother. I'm a little nervous.

Sister Anta turned off her phone without answering my response. Maybe there is a really precarious situation, so we should end the conversation immediately.

After getting the news, I was steady to go into the room and sleep. While looking at the ceiling of the room, I muttered, I still can't believe he called me in the middle of the night just to give me some news and tell me to stop waiting for him.

Suddenly a thick cloud in the sky broke and the rain fell like crystals. From the outside, the wind blows from the window like a deadly tantrum, which can hit us whenever it comes into direct contact. Suddenly my eyes blurred as tears filled the fertilizer. I face to the right while rubbing my eyelids with my hands.

The night was wet with rain, I was soaked with heart and mind that I wanted to explode. I was not angry, not upset, I understood that they would not go beyond the limits. I put my trust in Sister Anta, and I'm sure she's capable of taking care of her. It's just... My sensitive feelings, nothing happened but instead felt melancholy. Maybe because of the cold night.

My eyes slowly clenched, and only a lizard accompanied me.

While the rain continued to harden, the sound of a car engine entering the garage near the yard collided with the noise of water in the tile and thunderous lightning. My eyes blinked and I immediately closed again after a short while I heard the door open and close.

A warm touch on my head landed. The touch of a big and wet hand, who else if not Kak Anta's.

"Thank God for sleeping" he said.

As long as I pretended to be asleep; she was busy changing clothes and I was busy staring with narrowed eyes, which were ready to close if Kak Anta turned around.

Oh, when he took off that leather jacket then took off his shirt. It was at that moment that I was kind of bewitched by the magical power emanating from his burning aura of virility. My gaze was centered on the figure of an agile man who stood in front of a closet with a gallant attitude like an imaginary god from Greece. I finally had the chance to enjoy the beauty of his dashing shoulder blade muscles, albeit vaguely.

The pleasure soon ran aground after Kak Anta put on her change of clothes back. And when he turned around, I immediately closed my eyes tightly.

I thought he was going to go to sleep, but I was a little surprised when he chose to go out of the room.

I decided to end the pretense, and catch up with him who went behind. At first I thought he was going to the kitchen to make coffee, but apparently instead sat at the dinner table complete with a plate that already contained rice.

"You awake? Sorry, your sleep is disturbed."

"No, not because of my sister." I said, pulling the chair in front of Kak Anta. "Lit the middle of the night like this to eat?"

Brother Anta smiled at me, with an expression that could not be expected. "You've been over-cooking for dinner, I have to appreciate it."

As soon as she wanted to take the vegetable, I quickly grabbed her hand and tucked it in my chest. Forced Kak Anta to raise his body so that his drink on the table does not spill. My heart was pounding violently, as if inside me was raging a violent storm ready to destroy the kingdom of my life.

"Can I kiss your brother's hand?" I said beg. "If you can't be okay, I'm sorry."

"If I refuse, all this food will be spilled because you pulled my body." He said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

I nodded, then immediately I kissed the back of his hand that had been in my power. I kissed right in the middle of his fingers.

"Welcome, Brother." I said I welcomed her home a few minutes ago.

"Thank you."

"Let me get the food." My heart, and he nodded. "Already, now enjoy your sister's dinner."

He ate it voraciously, while I looked at him happily. The sentimental feeling that had been haunting me since, when he was still outside, away from me and close to Sister Isma.

"How is Isma's business?"

"It is not to be arrested, because the case is not criminal. But, Mang Haris will take another path, which is more precise. That's civil."

"That means it's not finished?"

"Yes, right."

"So how?"

"I'm sorry, huh?! Maybe from tomorrow I can see them more often, because Mom asked for my help to help Isma and Abah until the matter is over."

I'm speechless. The order seems to be long. In addition to all that, a feeling of uneasiness again enveloped me. I might be able to trust Brother Anta. But, Ma'am Isma .... Ah, nevermind. As long as Kak Anta is able to fortify himself, then any closeness will not create the slightest opportunity.

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