Love Belongs to Us
Nightmare

Danil looked at Sekar who was still asleep in his arms, tidying up the hair that covered part of his plain face with his fingers. Pecked closed eyelids, it still looks swollen the rest of the crying overnight.

“Don't leave me mas,” said Sekar made Danil stare at his wife who is still asleep.

"I just need mas, nothing else,” igau Sekar the second time.

“Mas Danil.”

“Mas Danil.”

Has he been delirious all night like this?.

Forgive me, you are Bee, until now you have not been able to eliminate your fear. I will try my best to remove all of those flavors.

Danil kissed his wife's whole face, a second later Sekar looks restless. His breathing began to be irregular, no matter what dreams filled his deep sleep, sweat began to pour, and the look of his face looked very frightened.

Danil's dilemma is to let everything be as it should be or to wake up his little wife in order to escape the nightmares that haunt him. He chose to wait for the last round of his wife's dreams.

“Don't take my son!”

“NO!!”

The scream woke Sekar from his dream. His breathing was irregular, palms rubbed his face many times. His heart was still beating fast. Those red little lips turned pale. He said Istigfar many times, trying to calm down while wiping his tears.

“Yes Allah, what dream was that?” ask her while immersing her head on her knees in sitting.

"Why does it feel so real?” back Sekar asked, he also did not get the answer.”

Danil was still silent, he let his woman calm down. Not wanting to interrupt, or do anything else. There were a lot of questions that came to his brain. Lately his big brain always gets questions that do not come with answers, making him have to speculate a lot.

“Is this a sign?” Sekar again sobbed, the chant istigfar still spoken from his tiny lips.

“Bee,” call Danil slowly.

“Mas,” Sekar who was shocked to hear her husband's call but did not discourage his movements that directly embraced Danil tightly.

“Drink first Bee,” pinta Danil while thrusting glass.

“Mas Danil.”

“Iya Bee,” Danil smiles seeing his still surprised wife staring at him.

“Since when did you wake up?”

“Since you are still sleeping comfortably, and not long delirious so that the mas does not leave you. What's the matter Bee, why did you say that?”

“I don't know mas,” replied Sekar confused.

“Eat him before bed read the prayer first, so as not to nightmare,” Danil reminded his wife. “And one more, don't think about the no-no.”

“Who thinks of the no-no?”

“Surely like this. You have too many thoughts Bee, try to relax and enjoy life. Your husband is reliable, and believes one thing ..” Danil hangs his sentence.

“What?” tanya Sekar who returned her husband's gaze with eyes full of love.

“Mas will never leave you,” he said with confidence. “Unless destiny wills, mas can what?”

“Do not talk about destiny mas,” pinta Sekar.

“Isn't all this destiny we have to live?”

“Yes right, but I don't want to talk about that one destiny.”

“Alright mistress wants a lot,” said Danil trying to melt the atmosphere.

Sekar did not respond to her husband's remarks, she was still thinking about the dream that had just disrupted her deep sleep. A good dream will be a sleeping flower, if a nightmare like her is the same as dropping a mood.

“Hey, what's with you and that nightmare Bee?” Danil cupped his palms on his wife's face.

“Peluk mas,” pinta Sekar with its efficacy.

“Sini,” orders Danil who has been sitting leaning on the head of the bed and patting his thigh so that Sekar sits on his lap.

“Mas, my dreams are so scary. There's someone who wants to separate us, like Ryan and Renata confessed. I do not remember his face, very faint,” said Sekar despair.

“Either she's female or male, I doubt it. For a man's voice he is not very strong, for a woman's voice he sounds very heavy. I doubt, who exactly are we dealing with?”

“Sabar darling, all takes time.”

“But mas, we are racing with time.”

“They ...,”

“They?” danil asked by shrinking his eyelids.

“Iya mas, he is not alone, there ..” Sekar trying to remember while his finger as if to count how many people are in the room where he was in the room. “One, two ..., four, five ...,” he said continuing to count how many people were in his dream.

“About seven or eight people in the room mas,” said Sekar.

“Lalu.”

“There was one person whispering to someone behind a chair ..” Sekar again recounted the contents of his dream. “What seat? it looks like the room is an office. No, it looks like in a warehouse but there is a work desk complete with a circular chair that mas, and there is a closet behind the chair.”

“So when we look at him, we can see the workbench, the work chair that can rotate one hundred and eighty degrees, and there are cabinets, all all black. There's a sign but it's not legible. I'm pretty sure it doesn't have a name, like the face of someone sitting in that chair. Samar!”

Danil took his wife's story seriously. A lot of speculation came into his brain.

“Pict this Bee sleeping flower. Don't think too much about it,” Danil tried wisely to respond to his wife's dream.

“He whispered to the man who was nearby. They'll separate us when we're still together. Who do they want to keep us apart?”

“Mas also said what, you think too much about this, so that a dream like this appears.”

“Lajar mas, if I think about this. Who the hell can calm down after hearing the confession of someone who did deliberately intend to separate us.”

Danil rubbed Sekar's back gently. He deeply understood what his wife was going through. Let alone his wife he himself tried hard, pressuring Bisma to immediately find out what really happened.

“Mas.”

“HMMM ...,” Danil stared at Sekar.

“They want to take our child,” said Sekar.

“Our son?”

“Iya mas, when I was in the room there was a baby in my sling mas.”

“You sure it's our son?”

“I don't know mas, if the problem is sure ..., honestly I'm not sure mas. But that baby wasn't our son?”

“The name of the dream, who knows in the dream, the baby is not our child, but he is in your arms.

“Can be mas. But, in the dream, I shouted, do not take my son,” Sekar said as he looked at Danil, as if asking for an answer from an explanation.

“If it's my son, of course it's our son mas.”

“Can be.”

“Kok can be?”

“Iya can be Bee. We don't know the origin of the baby. Suddenly it's in your arms. So it could be our child, or someone else's child who was entrusted to us. Let's just say you're fantasizing.”

“Why is that?”

“Because it's a dream.”

“What does mas mean?”

“Mas can not read the meaning of dreams, but can conclude this because you think too much about yesterday.”

“Why is that?”

“Why is that so, why is this, why is my wife's nightmare? And the answer is because uh because he thought too much about Ryan and Renata's confession.”

“I'm afraid this happened in real life mas,” he said.

“Submit just Bee, and remember that mas will always protect you.”

“Iya mas,” Sekar ended the debate. She already knew her husband, if she said with a little high tone it was certain, that she would listen to his story.

Life is not as long as it is beautiful, many things happen beyond what we want. Sometimes all the processes that are undertaken deviate from what we want.

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