
Sholeh smiled at his wife who was getting better, he also did not look moody or crying anymore. Of course he was very grateful, maybe because he was more aware and classifying everything. Maybe also because of her pregnancy, whatever it was Sholeh was very grateful.
Seven days had passed Fatma's mother, during which also Sholeha and her husband remained there, accompanying her father who still looked a little moody. Sholeh understood and accompanied his wife there. If Sholeh is done with his work in taking time to accompany his mother. During the night she stayed at her in-laws' house, she also asked her to accompany her mother if she could.
At this time Sholeh was accompanying his wife to eat, since then he just looked at Sholeha. He enjoyed the bowl of soto that Sholeh had just bought, in the rain. Sholeha always grumbled if there was no soto. He said, soto was seger can increase appetite.
" She, this forgot there's no fried onions, huh ?" sholeha said suddenly.
Sholeh gasped, he immediately checked the soto package earlier. " Forgot, why is it so good ?"
Sholeh clucked, "It's not good, but it's nothing" said Sholeha continue to eat.
Sholeh felt a little guilty, he also forgot to check earlier. " Did I ask Mbok who sold me ?" sholeh asked, he could not bear to see his wife who was a little lethargic.
Sholeha shook her head, she said nothing to her husband. It was impossible if she had to ask her husband back and ask for fried onions, the place was quite far from here. Not to mention it's night.
" I'm sorry, Mas is not careful" said Sholeh, he also touched the top of his wife's head gently.
Sholeha just smiled, feeling no need to bother about this. Sometimes she feeds her husband, but the prospective father of her son always shakes his head he does not like soto.
For seven days at the house of his father-in-law, Sholeh routinely bought soto mbok Jum. Warung far away near the kettling towards this house, somehow Sholeh became bored and suddenly did not like soto.
" Which, work leave you want to add or just stop ?" ask Sholeh.
Sholeha looked at her husband, then spent her last spoonful of feed, she also drank first. " Leha just work, Mas, at home continues to be bored. Soon finished anyway, Leha promised to stop working after that, maybe "he said very slowly.
Sholeh sighed, in addition to guessing the wife's answer, he was also a little upset because of Sholeha ngeyel. Of course he was only worried about himself, but still kekeh worked.
" You sure can, I'll be busy this month. Likely unable to pick you up, "Sholeh clucked, then quickly said, "It's Yang, you're home. It's up to you to be here or at Mom's. "
" She, Leha can come back here, let Irma take me. Then I'll bring him here. Lagian Leha came home from work very early, could finish the house and cook for Father. " She said calmly.
Sholeh seemed to be silent, not expecting if the annoyance of this worry was so annoying. He could not accompany Sholeha up close, what else he had to go back and forth the city every Sunday.
" Yes, I'm talking about this again tomorrow, I'm so sleepy. Just go to bed" Sholeha asked, she moved and pulled her husband's arm in a friendly manner.
Sholeh could not continue this conversation, since his wife was pregnant, he could not bear to argue hard with her. Things like this were also what made him hold back his opinion a lot.
The two enter the room, with Sholeh still unsettled in her heart. Sholeha turned off the lights, preparing to sleep just like what she said.
" Which, ...."
Again Sholeh sighed, Sholeha did not give a chance to convey what he was thinking at this time. His hand rubbed Sholeha's back gently, as he had always done.
In the arms of the husband, Sholeha easily fell asleep. Usually so with Sholeh, he will contract his wife sleep quickly. For some reason tonight Sholeh is very restless, there are many things that he must think about, which must also be shared. But Sholeha did not understand.
In the dark room, Sholeh's eyes were still awake. By rubbing his wife's back that feels filled, his weight has also increased lately. Sholeh could clearly feel the change.
One problem is Sholeha who does not want to stop working, the problem of where they should live, the problem of how to remind his wife if she also has to accompany her mother.
Sholeh was very dizzy, if he saw from his face, his wife was like she no longer wanted to live with her mother, in her house. Not feeling unwilling, but Sholeh was confused by a situation like this.
Since his mother-in-law died, his wife has not once returned home, even though just to visit his mother. His mother could also understand, but Sholeh did not let his heart alone.
While Sholeha must also be very unable to leave his own father. Moreover, his attitude is now more possessive of him, as if he does not want to happen like his mother again. Sholeh understood, but he should also be able to split this role.
Sholeh kissed the head of Sholeha, she was eager to negotiate all these things, but Sholeha seemed to close herself.
Sholeh intends to wake up, want to sit for a while, it feels very uncomfortable because he can not sleep. Just about to lower his wife's hand, he was locked with Sholeha's leg tightly flanking him.
Sholeh's lips slightly raised, how confused he was why his wife could comfort him with his small behavior. In the dark, Sholeh relied on the sense of staring at Sholeha's face. Wish she was always okay.
Sholeh undoes his intention, forced to embrace his wife, his breathing is already very felt in Sholeh's chest. He could no longer try to get out of there, hoping for drowsiness to settle in his eyes, and sleep as soon as possible.
How Sholeha knew if her husband could not sleep, since then he had not heard the sound of slurring as usual. In his close embrace, Sholeha remained awake despite being closed. Patiently hearing her husband's heartbeat, Sholeha was convinced in her mind and her heart was mingling.
If holding him in his arms could put him to sleep, then Sholeha would.
" Mommy, take a break. Tomorrow we can talk again." he said in his heart.
Having shared her love and every feeling together, Sholeha understood her husband through the look of her eyes. She knew her attitude was making her husband dizzy with many thoughts, but she could not decide in the near future.
Sholeh fell asleep, while Sholeha opened her eyes again in her husband's arms. Gently kissed her husband's lips, channeling an unspoken apology from him.
Like this are two hearts that talk to each other, even though they do not communicate with each other. The love that binds each other in both, becomes a witness to understand each other.
Sholeha fell asleep, having calmed down to kiss her favorite lips, as if love had helped her to say her apology.
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