Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 130

Tonight Mila and Danu exchanged ideas. Of course, she talked about her husband's cancer treatment. Danu asks Mila to think again about letting herself go with Rubiah's mother.

"Kan Uda went with Bia's mother, not another woman. That's why I believe you went with mom,"

"But what if I don't come back?"

"Maybe it's God-given destiny. I have to live my life without a husband. Because it's such a risk,"

"No. We still go together" Mila shook her head.

"Tomorrow you check with Vishnu for chemotherapy purposes in Padang. Including a referral letter from the hospital," Danu let go of Mila's hand slowly.

"Mila, I'm sorry..."

"Don't keep apologizing! I just want you to heal that's all!" Mila left the room. She wanted to cry but somehow her tears got stuck. His chest already felt tight. In the end he spilled his unrest on a long stretch of prayer.

Mila went into the bathroom for ablution. The clock has entered Magrib, I saw Adzan also called his people to do the duty. Her only hope was to give healing to her husband. Although Vishnu once said that the healing for Danu is very thin. After all, doctors are also human, they diagnose based on medical research. But Lord, he has power over the life of his servant.

His eyes rolled around his house. Looks lonely after Lala chose to live with Dahlia's mother. At first I stayed there often. Lala has a friend, Intan. Until her mother asks permission for Lala to stay with them.

"But this is Lala's house,.Ma'am. Aminah's mother's legacy to Lala and Sarah. I'm just looking after Lala until she gets married. That's my promise to Aminah's mother" Mila said when Ms. Dahlia came home.

"It's not the mother who wants it, but Lala herself will. But if Mila doesn't allow it, that's okay. It's just that Lala once said she was disinclined here, let alone Danu. Although Danu is not weird, but the distance must be felt,"

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MILA POV

This morning before leaving for the hospital for chemotherapy. We enjoyed a cup of warm tea before we started our activities.

I sat down and started to enjoy a glass of warm tea.

Then we talked about a lot of my stuff and a lot of things. Including the chemotherapy that my husband will undergo.

I realized this moment we rarely do. Usually wake up early, make breakfast, husband work windy. And various household activities in general. If Danu comes home under four. That's what he used to see Rubiah's mother.

About my mother-in-law, I never forbade Uda Danu to play there. I let them enjoy a time of togetherness replacing the ones that have been lost for years. Just like when I found my real mother. There is so much I want to do with my mom. But somehow we didn't start each other first.

I even canceled Ammar for the spinal cord.

"Uda, here I comb her hair," I swallowed the saliva. Danu's hair has fallen out everywhere.

"So, do you want me to shave my hair? it had already started to have long hair," He just nodded.

"Say Vishnu, if you have to change your hair. How many months have not been cut. It's my first time cutting your hair, baby,"

"Many are falling out. Time before marriage to you, Vishnu was my hairdresser. If in the house there is a chakra that often cleanses the hair," Danu like amused when I turn on the shaver. It looks like his face is holding something back.

His veined hands rubbed the new hair half of me enough. I asked her to calm down, in the end she lowered her hand. Like a child with his mother.

I looked at him somehow he interpreted my thoughts. His face looked clumsy with me finishing the hair shave.

"Son, isn't your daddy handsome?" as always, ask for his son's opinion.

"That's a big guanteeeng,"

"Ciyuss! mi what!"

"Mie Tech Tech, dumpling noodles, noodles ...."

"Mie Kirin ayang Mila," we laughed together. Danu pulled me to sit on her lap.

With my stomach growing bigger, my body

hotter and easier to feel hot. Sometimes I tie my long hair, with my hands shaking slowly because of the perspiration

poking up to the neck.

"Look at your hair that plontos it feels like you want to go into the hair as well. Can you?" Danu stroked my hair. Then we exchanged looks.

"Brain too? I can,"

"Box cocks anyway?" I'm a little bit of a drag.

"I can be content looking at my wife's beautiful neck every minute, every second, right?"

"Basic omes!"

"Sah dong omes same bini himself. There's him from the omes,"

"Now take a shower, go to the hospital, Aaaaaewww ...!"

Now I am on the cross of my husband's hands. With a sling bridal style he brought me into the house.

"Mandiiin yes, kayak usually,"