Love Mas Cousin
THE LONG-HAIRED MAN
Larisa continued to be fixated, watching her husband so solemnly feel the gentle caress of her baby. Because of his focus, Bassta has not yet realized the awakening of Larisa who is now staring at him.
Because Larisa also feels strange why her baby continues to squirm under the touch of Bassta. She moved her hand, dropping her palm right on the back of her husband's hand.
Bassta immediately turned her head along with her originally clinging hand she suddenly kept away with a wave.
“What are you doing again, Bass?” larisa asked with a probing look, her tone sounded not like what Bassta was doing. While Bassta instead looks confused to answer what. “Why do you hold my stomach without permission?” He connected ketus, then changed position by sitting and his back leaning.
Bassta shifted away and prepared to answer.
“I just scuffed doang, your stomach is fine or not.”
Larisa grunts sebal. He threw away face.
“Not to get attention. It's my baby, not our baby,” firmly Larisa with her lips shaking and her eyes glazed over.
The man's jaw in front of him hardened hearing the sassness of his words.
“I also have no intention to acknowledge your baby as our baby,” reply Bassta more firmly. He woke up, emotion heard Larisa's chattering so bold.
Not only was it Larisa's pregnant condition that made her emotionally easy, but also jealousy prompted her to speak that boldly to Bassta.
Larisa lowered her head, her chest felt narrowed hearing Bassta's expression.
“I just scuffed, nothing more. Because if there's anything about you and your baby, I'm the one who gets hit because they're out there the year you're pregnant with my son!” firmly Bassta returned and Larisa ventured to lift her already flushed face.
“Yes, you're out there. I want a break,” drive Larisa out smoothly.
Bassta snorted and looked at Larisa who kept turning her face away.
“You are weird, new husband came home already angry.”
Larisa rounded her eyes, looking at Bassta sharply. “You're the one fishing. Promise to go home but where is the evidence? I just got home at this hour. Don't know how to do it with your boyfriend,” said Larisa rasak. Her tears kept dripping. Sometimes he wipes it.
“I want to go home tired. There's a security guard too, right? You're okay too, right? Self study, dong. I can't be there every time for you.” Bassta spoke while shaking her waist.
“I won't wait for you if you don't promise to come back. I'm waiting for you not to sleep, I'm also trying to call but you're not picking up.” Larisa cries as she pleases and Bassta is silent, her tears change, starting to feel guilty.
Larisa slowly came down from her bed and Bassta silently watched her.
Larisa powerless to hold back tears also shakes her lips. She was really sick to find her husband coming home again early in the morning after seeing Jema.
“It seems that if you do not want to go home again, you tell me that you are okay. As a wife, I worried all night and also cem—“ Larisa spoke quickly and her sentence was interrupted, she did not want to say a feeling that actually would not affect her husband.
Bassta's forehead shriveled.
“Cem, Cem what?” tanyanya.
Larisa took a deep breath, clenching her hands tightly, exasperated by the question that should not come out in her emotional situation. It even makes him more emotional.
“Nggaaaak!” larisa Benth. He walked towards the door, opened it, asked Bassta to come out immediately.
“Weird basics. Okay sorry because I don't chat the same phone from you. I was busy last night,” Bassta said lightly and Larisa threw away her face
“Mending you out now,” pinta Larisa firmly.
“OK!” reply Bassta more firmly and step on Larisa. Bassta briefly stared at his wife's face before leaving Larisa's room.
Larisa slammed the door, locked it, didn't want the man to come back in. Larisa was crying again, sobbing, and Bassta outside her room was silent for a moment trying to hear what Larisa was doing after her exit.
Bassta heard nothing, before long her phone rang. The incoming call from the Sultan, he did not lift and finally the Sultan sent him a message for work that made Bassta obliged to come today.
Bassta is forced to leave Larisa and intends to make amends last night after work, but to be honest she is also very hurt when Larisa offends the baby is not her right.
When Bassta was ready to go to work, Larisa did not come out of her room. Bassta had already knocked on the door but there was no reply, she finally decided to leave and before that, she had sent a message to Larisa.
****
Sadi nodded.
Sadi is going to the city of Cirebon to visit her sick family. Fitria was originally going to come but no one was taking care of Conscience. He was finally asked to stay.
“I've asked Ganta to stay home after work. If not said, he likes to crawl.” Sadi got up while talking and Fitria nodded then grabbed her hand.
After Fitria shook Sadi's hand, she called out to Nurani.
“Your father is leaving.” Fitria smiled.
“Oh yes.” Conscience bowed slightly, shone at Sadi's hand. “Be careful on the road, Father.”
“Iya. After school go home, help your mother if not to study. Do not play hp continue,” firmly Sadi warned and Nurani manyun responded.
Fitria chuckled, embracing the waist of Conscience. The two stood near the fence of the house, staring at Sadi's departure.
After Sadi was far away, across there the neighboring prank Seruni came out with a curious look.
“Bu Fitria, where is her husband going?” ask him out loud.
Fitria and Nurani compactly looked at him.
“Mau to sister's house,” said Fitria replied. “Mari, Ma, you enter first.” Fitria drew Nurani, choosing to dodge rather than linger over his neighbor.
Seruni snickered, raved in his heart and then entered his house.
“Dad no more, Mom. When else, right? Let's go to her house Larisa.” Conscience spoke and received the bag her mother gave her.
“Iya, Mother also to that thought. When else can we be free to leave without fear of being discovered by your father. But today I'm busy in Laundry, tomorrow we go there.” Fitria smiled, she was so happy that she would meet Larisa if there were no obstacles.
Conscience nodded then he resigned to go to school.
****
Later that day, Larisa went to the hospital to check on her pregnancy. He feels tense for fear of problems, but the good news is that he only needs a lot of rest and also does not stress.
Larisa went alone, as usual, she took a taxi and now she is also in a taxi to get home.
Larisa sits quietly and continues to check her pregnancy report and the results of the ultrasound that further clearly show the figure of the baby candidate.
Larisa sighed, already six months into her pregnancy, so not felt. And will he part with Bassta in the next three months? Is he capable of living alone to support his son, and what if someday the depraved man leaves him back?
Larisa is desperate to resist if destiny underscores that she and her baby's father will be reunited. He does not want.
“Turn to the left, yes, Sir.” Larisa made a sound while putting everything in her lap into the bag.
The taxi driver responded with a nod of his head as well as a small deheman.
Larisa does not come home immediately, she suddenly wants to visit her best friend Nenden. Larisa pulls out her phone to send Nenden a message about her intentions. Larisa also just saw a message that Bassta sent this morning but she hasn't opened it yet.
“Aaan anyway?” larisa Gumam.
The signal finally pressed the message.
The corner of Larisa's left lip went up reading a short message from her husband.
“The baby was not formed from my seed, but I who first felt the kick was not his biological father who now ran out of nowhere.”
Larisa grunts, turns off her phone. Upset at being reminded again of his quarrel with Bassta this morning.
Larisa is now silently daydreaming, staring out the car glass. The car stopped because the red light was on. The taxi was next to a silver car, all male, and when the windshield was lowered. Suddenly, Larisa's daydreams broke after seeing the figure of a long-haired man with a neck.
Larisa's face suddenly reddened, her entire body suddenly whacked by the heat that made her chest feel tight.