I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 50 - My husband, Anta Reza

On a hot afternoon, Rambo sits back on the guest sofa to eat the green bean onde-onde he packed for lunch. He was surprised so dreamy facing the ceiling, at first I thought he was solemnly enjoying the sweet balls full of sesame. But he was thinking of something else;

"What are you going to ride home tomorrow?" From the couch there.

"I'll book a taxi online. Doctor Rani said that if the vehicle is online, the dawn time is already there." I answered and then threw away the apple peel I had peeled.

Rambo went back to silence after shaking his head, while rubbing his thin-bearded chin.

"I completely forgot about this. Don't order a cab, let me drive you home. Take it easy, just pay with cinnamon fried bread at that time ... " He said raising his thick, neat eyebrows, "That you took to the clinic when you worked first!" Reveal it with clarity and detail.

Oh, shit! why Rambo even mention it, of course Kak Anta will ask about this. Suddenly the mood was silent. Plain Rambo just widened, aware of him for his words just now. With his mouth slightly open, he dumbly, stopped chewing. Really looks stupid ....

"Oh, sorry. It's 13:30, lunch time is up. I need to get back to the office right now." In dismay, he pretended to look at his empty wrist, as if he were looking at the clock through his unseen watch.

He immediately got up to grab the doorknob and came out, while me and Sister Anta were still silently watching him.

"Tomorrow don't take a taxi! wait for me to pick you up." Firmly with pushy eyes, and scratching the back of the head.

Now there are two of us, me and sister Anta. With the adrenaline rushing, I put the fruit back in the basket and darted to the bathroom to distract Kak Anta over Rambo's annoying speech.

"I mean Rambo, how about it?" Sis Anta said, making my steps stop before I went into the bathroom.

"You work? at Rani's clinic?" The connection without further ado.

In the current situation, it seems that it is not the right time for me to say that the reason I work because it requires income, so that when divorced Kak Anta I already have a handle to continue living.

I was silent for a moment, sighing after satisfiedly biting my lower lip. I turned my body and came back closer, approaching Sister Anta.

"Yes, brother. Two weeks, not until. Sorry for not letting go with my sister." I said first.

"What's it made, Kania? I can still give you money."

"I know Brother. We'll talk at home, yeah!" I said in a soft tone while holding his shoulder.

"The new brother wants to heal, do not discuss it now, later at home we talk about everything openly and thoroughly. Neither of me nor of Sister Anta."

He glared away towards the window. Then I looked back at me with sadness. "alright. Sorry, whatever your reasons, I'll wait for an explanation later. I'm honestly a little surprised. Especially because I'm so worried about you being pregnant. I'm afraid something unwanted happens if you're too tired."

"Calm down, I'll be fine, brother." I smile. Then hugged her, "I'm a future mom, remember? a mother is made with strong shoulders and a strong heart, I can take care of myself."

I don't know why, now I'm more brave to touch Kak Anta Physically. Considering perhaps because I had felt that since the breakup, we had become more familiar and close.

Sister Anta was silent looking like she was muttering something that I could barely understand. So as to distract Kak Anta from the topic, I said; "Please tell me how Big Brother when we part, Brother lives where?"

"Huh," he said with a snort, "It's so heavy, I'm like a bachelor dangling. Wake up, work, go home from work, sleep. So on, over and over again until I'm bored, and tormented by loneliness."

"Oh, huh? It's so sorry ... " I said while gently stroking her hair. "Where did you live at that time?"

"As long as you know, I'm forced to live some distance away from where we live. Though I would very much like to contract at Mr. Makmun's house, not far from our house even close to just cross, because it can easily pay attention to you-----"

"Keep .. Why not be?" I said interrupt.

"I don't want to be caught by people and neighbors when we have a problem. If I contract in the rented house of Pak Makmun, it's the same as giving raw materials for the residents to consume in the vegetable stalls." Said grumbling.

Then after that he joked with a funny facial expression, parodying mothers while gossiping in the shop of Mr. Omar.

"Anta Reza and his wife are in a big fuss, until they split the house."

"Ha ha ha, what a funny sister! Very clever to mock."

"I'm right! especially if you go shopping there, I am very worried that there will be many casualties there. Poor Mr. Omar." he shook his head, started mocking me.

"What soul sacrifice?"

"Your anger, you can exhaust them all. Like Miss Willis."

"They're wrong!" reply me.

"Everything, you know that when you're angry it can be like an ancient tiger. His fangs are so sharp it's threatening."

Sis Anta who was sick still had time to mock me. I thought he was the one who would survive all his life with a stiff expression and stingy smile. But today, I saw the other side in him. Sister Anta that when she has opened up, she will appear with real Character. He's the one who likes to mock when he feels close.

"I'm lucky my sister doesn't eat, but it makes me angry."

"But directly expelled!" Said naughty.

Then go to sleep. And I went into the bathroom.

Tomorrow morning, about eight in the morning. Sister Anta and I are ready to go home from the hospital. All my clothes and other equipment are finished. About ten minutes later Rambo came in a dashing police uniform.

"Morning, boss." he greeted excitedly. "John Rambo is ready to drive you home!"

I laughed at her little humor, while Sister Anta put on an annoyingly flat expression.

"Have permission with the commander?"

"Oh, that's for sure! such an important thing is impossible for me to miss." Rambo winks his eyes while smiling. So did I catch his light sense of humor. As if to say: Steady, you are indeed fit to be friends, one stiff and quiet half-dead. The other one, active and very agile is exactly a caterpillar.

When he finished talking, while Brother Anta was still silent, unable to see his ugly behavior. Rambo put his palms together in front of his chest and nodded to the two of us Sister Anta.

"I'm sorry, sir." Said scornful. Then help push the wheelchair Kak Anta also took my bag to be loaded on his shoulder.

"Weight, let me be" I said. "We share Rambo, you've helped push Kak Anta's wheelchair. So let me take the bag. Or the other way around."

He fell silent then came closer to my ear to whisper: "Suppose this is a payment because I slipped yesterday!" He said while closing the side of his mouth so that no one else heard, especially Kak Anta.

"All right, thank you." I said.

I smiled, and so did he.

We immediately headed to the place where Rambo parked his car. Then leave slowly and casually.

The car kept going. Passing through the winding streets. It's a difficult journey for Kak Anta because his body is troubled to withstand the shocks. Luckily it wasn't long, because after the winding road, we got into the big downtown street.

After that long journey, we arrived home. White paint house with an old model, but still looks luxurious. Once out of the car, apparently the mothers just came home from vegetable shopping at the shop of Mr. Omar. They quickly approached.

"Sir is healthy?"

"Now use a wheelchair? nothing bad happened after the accident?"

Sister Anta smiled kindly, a different expression as she faced Rambo, her best friend.

"There's nothing to worry about, ma'am. Thank goodness I'm now in recovery stage."

"Sorry, Sir. We want to look, but said Mr. Hadi (chair of RT in our neighborhood) the condition of Pak Anta is not possible to be visited in crowds. So we decided to come see, when we're home."

Sister Anta looked at me smiling and I looked back at her, then she turned her eyes to look at the kind mothers even though sometimes difficult. "I'm so glad to hear you ma'am, thank you so much for visiting me."

"Sir Police, just go in for a break. We want to go around the news to the people that you've gone home."

We went into the house as soon as the mothers left. Sister Anta immediately leaned her body on the bedroom bed after being assisted by Rambo. Occasionally the pain returned to him, making me occasionally help to stroke him.

"What a good day," Rambo broke my concentration from the task of relieving Anta's pain. I almost got clumsy. "look in front!" Said.

Then I represented and went ahead with Rambo. A car pulled up in front of our house, a sign something big was going to happen today. And gosh, what came out of the car was a bouquet of flowers delivered by a tall, eggplant-like man with curly hair similar to lettuce leaves. In a hurry the man walked towards the porch of our house.

"From the Police Station," he said.

"I told you it was a beautiful day" Rambo said. "This unit does use me when it comes to info."

I noticed this bouquet, if noticed has an unusual design. A white rose with a miniature police cap in the middle. On the stalk made of bamboo hang a green piece of paper that reads: Immediately healed Iptu Anta Reza, We long for your presence in the unity.

I smile.

Just about to enter the house, to give this wreath to Kak Anta an open tub car stopped again in front of the house. This time a thin man with thin hair came up carrying a large wreath board. It feels strange, what a role that was exchanged with the first man.

"From the unity of vegetable lovers Mr. Omar." Said.

Rambo laughed. And I just smiled. Apparently the mothers here had ordered a bouquet of flowers, but were held until waiting for Kak Anta to come home.

On the large board was an inscription of a beautiful set of flowers;

WELCOME BACK, POLICE OFFICER! HOPEFULLY HEALED SOON.

Rambo ran inside leaving me, laughing loudly I heard him complaining in the room.

"Look! someone sent you a bouquet of flowers so big! You know from who?" He said he was joking big. While Kak Anta just looked at him flatly, as usual.

"Who's Kania from?" Rambo looked at me as I reached the door.

"Mom-mom," I said.

"No, not that ... "

"Persatuan greensikan Pak Omar." My answer.

Rambo laughed again, apparently only he was amused until he was curled. I laughed, not because of the name of the unique set of mothers, but because of the contagious sound of Rambo laughter.

"Damn! your charm is not lost. Until mothers are happy to see you."

"Here you go, it's ten o'clock. Go back to the office, don't waste time."

Rambo immediately frowned, his smile disappeared as soon as Sister Anta told him to go home.

"Thick. Never mind, I'll go to the office first. Remember you have to rest a lot!" He said, then left.

Verily I was so envious to see the friendship of Kak Anta and Rambo who were very familiar. They complement each other, and are always supportive in good terms. Unlike me first, who choose friends but not in the filter, choose which one has a large scope so that I can have friends and extensive association. But instead of plunging me in something that went beyond the limit, but back again I also can't blame everything back on the way I took a stance.

"This is the flower of the police, so pretty. I put it on the table, right?" I said.

Sister Anta nodded, nodding to say yes.

Then I left him for a moment to take a shower, ridding myself of the disturbing fatigue. Of all the frowns of past lives.

On a clear afternoon, just as the twilight sky turned upside down, Kak Anta asked me to help her sit on the side porch of the house, where clothes were sun-dried. Enjoying the harmonization of nature that is soothing and relieving.

He did love the shady veranda of the house, as well as the yard where the thick and green catapult trees stood firm, complete with flowers and sparrows scrambling for a perch on the power cord. Especially in the afternoon, he likes to sit there to read a book, hum while accompanied by a guitar, or just sit sweetly enjoying the harmony of nature.

In every work he always did not miss a cup of coffee beside him, making his tired face working all day to be fresh fit again. And what I like most is that she asked me to accompany her by sitting at the side. Just like today, we sat together enjoying the twilight while hearing the piano from his phone.

"Today I am very grateful. Especially because God gave me another chance to enjoy the amazing beauty of his creation. Second, because I am also still given the opportunity to enjoy this twilight at home, together with you, my wife." He said softly while looking at me.

I was silent, but it shook violently. One thing I understand is that he didn't lie from the look in his eyes when he looked at me.

"I thought that when I was alone, I would no longer be able to enjoy this small and simple thing once you asked us to separate. Honestly I'm scared, sometimes I wonder."

He turned his eyes to the sky. Staring at him softly far away as if he were a true connoisseur of twilight and an old poet of bangka.

"I want us to be together, we're home. Can you say yesterday, now you say?"

I fell silent again, I knew what he meant but I was worried about telling him the truth. I'm afraid he's angry, for my reasons that are far away.

"You know, why have I been flat on Rambo all day? I don't know, I'm still curious and can you explain it plainly?" Sis Anta said softly and calmly.

"Why are you working with Ms Rani?" Said again.

I took a breath as soon as I caught his deep eye view.

"Sorry brother, I did because I felt like I needed a job. Just like my brother, I was scared too. I'm afraid we'll be apart. And I was thinking of having to earn and save for the child's birth and needs, because I couldn't depend on anyone else, not least my brother and Petra. I had to fight for my son's life independently . "I said.

I lowered my head, before I finally dared to look at him again in front of me. Sister Anta was fixated and mute, her eyes suddenly glazed over and then pulled my body in her arms.

"Listen, even if there is not as much intention in my heart and mind to separate from you Kania. Whatever happens I always say that I have chosen you and will forever remain with you. I say this again right at the end of the warm twilight, keep it in mind and remember it well" he whispered.

"Anta Reza is forever your husband, and the son in your womb now, Anta Reza is his father!"

My heart trembled, as if my breath was so hard to breathe especially when the words entered my ears. I immediately froze. Lord, protect me from all that is blinding, protect me from all the perfection that you create and you describe it to the figure of someone in front of me, my husband, Anta Reza.