I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 72 - Anta Reza Fashion Husband

Three months have passed since that incident, indeed Petra has never come here again. I can also be a little calmer, although sometimes when Kak Anta go outside the house, work, or other things, I often meet with Marwah because of the fear that Petra will suddenly come like that time.

This afternoon, Sunday when Kak Anta was relaxing in the living room I immediately entered after choosing a dry clothesline. Kak Anta was apparently watching football while babysitting Rania, especially facing the television screen, glaring at the national team matches chasing the ball which is mostly in the power of the opponent, he said, so solemn that his phone vibrated he did not mind. I whispered a notice into his ear, as if giving him important news.

"Huh?" he nodded while frowning.

"Yes" I replied. "From earlier his cell phone continued to sound but brother did not see. Afraid something's important."

"I don't know," he said. "I'll see you soon."

I approached to the side to come see the screen of Kak Anta's phone, just curious.

Please take care of your attitude with my son, yes Anta Reza! You do not forget who you were, if not me and your uncle who took care of you from childhood, you may not be able to succeed like now!

Electronic messages sent by e-mail, of course without seeing the name of the sender we already know who sent. This is not the first time, indeed during these three months we often get e-mail messages so, therefore I am still afraid to stay alone at home.

In addition to the message, there is another message. Soon Brother Anta opened it;

You and Kania can't be happier than me!

"Why removed?" I said, just after Kak Anta pressed 'okay' on the delete command.

"Not important, bored." He put on a relaxed face while raising both his shoulders.

"Every day a message is sent so constantly" I said.

"Fear, huh?"

"Not really," I said. "It's just a little thought, because ever since he came here, I feel like we've always lost our cool."

"Don't think about it" Sister Anta gently stroked the top of my head. "He, or even them, is only able to fight through this text. Until then no one will touch you or Rania, because I will definitely break their hands, sam-pai han-cur."

"Where's the evidence?"

"Nothing."

"Sir Anta's a bummer," I commented on her who was talking about heights, although I actually knew that Kak Anta could do what he said. Only I was indeed trying to tease him so that the atmosphere between us was not too tense.

Sister Anta was right, after facing it directly Petra now only dared to threaten through text only. I myself also do not understand what kind of threat given Kak Anta for Petra as well as his family, retake it, seize it, take it again, what? I don't know, I don't want to find out either. I think it is the business of Anta and her family, if you want to tell me happily I will hear, but if not, I am also not a problem.

"There's another notification" I said as I pointed at the screen of Kak Anta's mobile phone which was on again.

"Don't mind, it'll be from them again."

"But it's a phone call, not an e-mail." My answer.

Sister Anta caught my point and then immediately she turned her eyes to the cellphone in her hand. Apparently this time the notification came from his best friend, 'Om Gondrong' if said Marwah.

"Thank God he came. You are already on good terms with him, welcome him and try to get closer." Said Brother Anta on the phone to Brother Rambo far away.

"Try slowly, then follow your heart." Brother Anta said again, before then turning off the phone.

"Rambo's candidate, today came home from Venice. He said he'd be at the airport."

"How does Rambo feel when he finds out his fiance is back in the country?" my many.

"Rambo is still doubtful about his feelings" replied Kak Anta. "But it's only natural, maybe because it's a matchmaking so Rambo isn't completely sure of his heart."

What if Kak Rambo hesitates because he has loved someone else, as falling in love with Marwah might be. I said in my heart.

"Oh, yes Brother." My answer is a wry smile.

So many problems that I experienced, but I still can not divert about Kak Rambo and Marwah. They seemed to have their own place in my brain, which made me keep thinking about them. I don't know why I'm impressed not willing if they don't unite, weird right? not forcing, but that's how I feel.

If only one of them had said his feelings so blatantly, perhaps all would not have been this complicated. They have their own reasons maybe.

"Hey! why daydream?"

"Ehm, I was thinking where are Kak Anta's boots next door? Hard enough and nice, I was gonna brush it but next door didn't meet." Reply ngawur.

"You're so great, his mind can branch out. For a moment I can think of A, continue to move to B. Can be happy, keep suddenly sad. Complex once-" he said teasing me.

"Ah, Brother likes to mock me a lot."

"Indeed!" His word.

After a long talk with Kak Anta in a warm atmosphere this afternoon. I try to convey my intentions. Honestly, due to work tomorrow Sister Anta, I would love to see Marwah, try to talk to her again from heart to heart to make sure.

My hope, may be to convince again the feelings of Marwah. I want them to be happy together, because I swear that they both have feelings for each other.

"sister---"

"Ehm?"

"I'm going to see Marwah tomorrow."

"Can you, take Rania?"

I nodded slowly, of course I understood Kak Anta's concern for bringing a child like Rania to the streets. But, despite working on the streets, Marwah's residence is quite clean and quiet. Now, he has contracted the house from the remaining salary given Kak Rambo at that time. I repeatedly assured Sister Anta about this.

"Yes, just for a second, brother." I said, "I want to talk to him."

"Byeah," Brother Anta smiled. "But I'm the one who delivered."

I nodded slowly.

"Rania has been half a year, can you separate rooms yet?"

"Don't know, why?"

Sister Anta just smiled.