Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 105

Time continued to roll, the bright sky was now changed to a yellowish red color. The turn of time added sound from the mosque around Sawah Lebar area. The air of the city of Raflesia is usually hot now feels cool. The effects of rain that continues to wet the city of Fatmawati's mother Soekarno's birth.

In the corner of the entrance was a woman sitting. The iron chair is no longer empty. His hands were endlessly wandering on those flat screens. A scourge of anxiety struck her beautiful face. Once the flat object was stuck in his earlobe. Then back down into her dress pocket.

"So Danu's gone home?" he said to the receiver.

"Yes, Mila. He's been home since. Why, brother? he hasn't arrived at the hospital. Maybe go home" Vishnu said.

"Maybe, too, since staying at the parlour a few days ago. We have not yet returned home in agreement. Yasudah Vishnu, thanks for the information. Sorry to interrupt,"

"No bother. I'm already home because. Mila calms down, my brother won't mess around. If he's any jeweler, brother. He is loyal" Vishnu said.

"Yes, I know he's not gonna fuck around. I was just afraid something happened to him. Fear not to drop in the middle of the road. He's not usually hard to call,"

"Try calling Rubiah's mother, maybe she's there" Vishnu proposed.

"Gosh, why don't you think there, yeah. If he is there, it is no problem. The important thing is not to get to the others,"

There was a sound of laughter coming from there.

"Sir Mila is pregnant, not good suudzon," Vishnu said.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry, son. I've suudzon with your father. Vishnu brother close first yes phone. Poor little brother alone in the room,"

"Yes, brother. Its nothing. Hope your sister gets well soon, yeah. I'm sorry I haven't been there yet,"

"It's okay, Vishnu. Assalamualaikum,"

"Waalaikumsalam," Vishnu said as his phone cover.

Both Mila and Vishnu had closed their communication. Mila again contacted her mother-in-law to confirm the whereabouts of her husband. It doesn't matter if it's there. Mila wouldn't have restrained her husband if there was more time for Ms. Rubiah.

One thing she was afraid of, when on her way her husband suddenly dropped and had an accident. Several times found her husband fainted already makes her feel anxious.

His memory shifted to the woman who was crying earlier. She was pregnant and her husband died. It feels like he will experience the same. It feels like they are fate, because the name of cancer is difficult to get a cure. Because of the name leukemia rarely lasts long. The fear that enveloped Mila for her fate if her husband died, continues to haunt her. But as much as possible he will accompany Danu until the end of his life.

Chequek!

Mila opened Lala's nursery door. A sight that surprised him. Where Lala was not alone, where the people she missed were already in sight.

"Mother ... Daddy!"

Dahlia and Rohim immediately stood up to welcome the appearance of Mila. Dahlia stretched her hand to receive her daughter's body, the little body now behind her chest. A slight squeal and shrinking nose sound was heard even though Mila covered her face in the arms of a mother.

"When my son, I miss you, son," Dahlia's voice softened.

"Mila misses mom too. Why can't you call?"

"Mom's phone is gone, son. Mom hasn't bought it yet. I often think about you, how you live your life. Is your household okay. The thought kept shackling mom. Even though I know that Danu must be taking good care of you,"

"Mas Danu took care of me, Mom. He really proved to be a standby husband. He was also the head of the family other than my father. I'm lucky to have a patient husband like him,"

"Where is Danu now? since mom until no one saw her. I thought she was going with you,"

"Mas, Danu went to her real mother's house. He has met his original family. We have been busy in the home for a few days. So he just had his mother's nengokin. Maybe she opened it together at her mother's house,"

"Thank God that Danu has met his real family. You have two mothers now,"

"Not two but four, mother of Aminah, Mother of Dahlia, mother of Nurmala and Bu Rubiah," said Mila.

"Rubiah?" Dahlia was no stranger to the name.

"From you earlier, didn't you miss me?" Mila heard a baritone voice behind Dahlia. His head poked behind Dahlia's back.

Rohim cupped his son's face. In her eyes Mila was quite filled. There was no more sadness on his daughter's face. It's not like the first time she came home to find her son like he was holding a weight.

"Are you pretty chubby now?" ask Rohim.

"Yes, Alhamdulillah, well, Mom," Mila pulled Rohim's hand and Dahlia clung to her flat stomach.

"You're pregnant, son," Mila niggled a little.

Dahlia and Rohim hugged their only princess. There is a sense of haru when returning home presented with happy news that the pregnancy of Mila.

"Son, this is Datuk and grandma coming to know you," said Mila trying to communicate with her son.

Fera, Diamond and Sarah saw the scene in plain sight. Get lost in this happy moment.

"Sarah's sister" said Lala.

"Sarah's brother how he is, he said he had been trapped by the flood. Brother is okay. Lala's glad you can come gather here. Said brother Danu, brother alone in the flood,

Brother must take care of health. Poor brother Anjas, he's a pity for Sarah. Never even got angry with Sarah's sister"

Sarah was silent at her sister's babbling. All this time he never liked the presence of Lala, because it failed to be the youngest. The pregnancy of the mother when making people's attention becomes focused with her mother. Even his grandmother also indulged in the mother's pregnancy. When their father left the house, the crowd sympathized with his mother.

Brother and sister are destined to always be together, love each other, and respect each other. But often in fact, not infrequently they are involved in a fight because of jealousy.

When Lala was born named Sahila, her mother said she liked the same figure as the artist of the same name. Where the hope of his mother, his son can be as beautiful as the artist. Everyone there loved Lala.

Sarah loves Lala. Not that he hates, it's just that there's a lot of attention that his youngest sister gets. To the extent that his mother sent Lala to a fairly favorite Elementary School near their place.

But gradually everything came back to how it was. Sarah became the grandmother's favorite when she was a teenager. Moreover, Sarah just realized that her grandmother never liked her brother. Sarah did not hate her sister.

"La, forgive brother. He has not been a good brother to you. I'm sorry if I didn't have time to accompany you to study, help make PR, even sometimes I get angry for no reason. I'm busy with all my business.

I'm sorry, if I can't be your role model brother yet. Sorry I ignored you sometimes. Know that I want you to be a strong boy. Because we cannot always be around you. One day you will be far away from us. That's what I expected as long as you stay home.

La, big brother knows big brother's attitude is often outrageous to you. That's what got you out of the house. Forgive sister, La. Forgive me, brother," Sarah prostrated.

Mila was shocked to hear Sarah's words. What Lala experienced had something to do with Sarah and Anjas. He walked over to Sarah.

"What exactly did you do to Lala, Sarah?"

Sarah remained silent. It felt like Mila's aura was about to pounce on her.

"ANSWER!"

Dahlia tries to calm Mila down. Remembering her daughter was pregnant young. He asked Mila to calm down. Mila rubbed her stomach while mentioning astaghfirullah many times.

"Mom knows how you feel, son. But I hope you keep the emotions because you are pregnant young. Remember, son, your pregnancy is still vulnerable. So take it with a cool head,"

"Oh my God, forgive me mother, Son"

The sound of sirens signaled the time of breaking the fast had arrived. Dahlia, Fera and Sarah open the bushel they had prepared from home.

"Lala said you like oseng tempe kecap. This is for you, son,"

"Thank you, Mom," Lala likes to eat her favorite thing in plain sight.

"Eyang, Intan also wants to be like Lala's sister,"

"Intan now call him no brother. But niece, because she's my mother's sister" explained Fera.

"Well, if this calls him buknga Sarah, and Bukdang Mila," Intan nodded in understanding the explanation of his mama Fera.