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"Al, what exactly is it about you? From yesterday you just kept quiet"

Al did not answer his wife's question.

"Al, don't silence me like this" Zifa hugged her husband's arm.

Al just kept quiet not responding to his wife.

"Al.." but again Al did not respond to his wife.

Zifa let go of her arms.

He looked out the window of the plane, which showed a beautiful cloud.

Her gaze was blank but her mind floated thinking about what made her husband like that.

"Is he like that because of my meeting with Bayu yesterday?" His mind asks.

"It seems like yes, since from the garden he instantly changed" Zifa's inner self was convinced.

She looked at her husband who had closed his eyes again without caring.

He rubbed his distended stomach that was still red.

His gaze was again fixed on the view outside the plane window.

Tess

A single tear dripped from the corner of the woman's eyes.

"It turns out like this it feels like holding back disappointment" her inner self.

He just realized, maybe this is one of the things that have been harbored for a long time by Al.

"Al must have been disappointed in me" his mind again when remembering the day that Al accompanied and even drove him to meet his lover at the cafe.

Zifa tried to restrain her crying voice from being heard by her husband's ears.

His hands continued to wipe away the tears as if he did not want to stop.

But Al was not stupid, he realized his wife was crying right now.

Without Zifa noticing Al slightly opened his eyes and looked at his wife's trembling shoulders.

"You why?" Al asked gently but not yet completely softened.

Because if Al has softened surely he called his wife with the title 'honey'.

Zifa wiped her tears.

"I'm okay, why?" Zifa kept looking outwards not daring to show her face in front of her husband.

"If it's okay, why are you crying?"

"No, who's crying" elak Zifa was still staring out the window.

"Don't mind me, you better take a break. You must be exhausted" replied Zifa looking calm.

Al sighed, his hands were broken to wipe his wife's stomach which was still open because Zifa had not yet returned to lower her dress.

Tess

A drop of Zifa's tears drenched the back of the man's hand.

"Come here" Al again gently pulled his wife's arm and carried her into his warm embrace.

Zifa's cry broke right as her face clung to the man's field chest.

"Have it, don't cry anymore" Al rubbed the pregnant woman's back.

"Al sorry,,,"

Degg

Al was stunned to hear an apology from his wife's mouth.

"Why apologize?"

"Sorry to hurt you because I'm back with Bayu. I swear to God I accidentally met him at the park"

"Hmm, already" Al rubbed his wife's back.

"You forgive me, don't you?" Ask Zifa to convince.

"Yes"

Zifa looked up at her husband's handsome face.

"You promise?"

"Yes sayangg" Al kissed the top of his wife's head.

"Don't be angry again like yesterday, mending immediately reprimanded me, but don't be fooled I'm like a gini"

"Yeah"

"Udah ah, the ointment will stick to where" said Zifa while releasing his embrace.

Al's hand moved rubbing the distended stomach.

"Ehh Al, that's where the ointment goes"

"No, this ointment is directly percolating"

"Ohh" Zifa mangosteen mangosteen understood.

"Still sore?"

"Udah no, just waiting for the red is all right"