Love Sholeha
The midnight event

Sholeha awoke from her sleep, palpating next to her still empty. She just sat down, trying to find her husband again. Sholeha turns on the lights, making sure to get back in the bathroom.

Sholeha's stomach was slightly wrapped around her, she just remembered that she had not had time to fill her stomach. When he saw the clock, he sighed, "It's been very night, you haven't come home "he muttered.

Slowly he stepped foot, trying to get rid of his drowsiness, he had to eat something so that his stomach was not wrapped around. His footsteps stopped, as he passed by in his mother's room, he opened the door to make sure his mother was okay.

Sholeha closed the door again, continuing her steps to the kitchen. Think about what dinner is like in the middle of the night. Had been silent for quite a while, Sholeha moved to boil water. Fried indomie is the choice.

Unfortunately Sholeha forgot, did not confirm her noodles first. When the water boiled he opened the storage cabinet, he did not find there.

Prak...

Accidentally, his hand nudged the ketchup bottle and fell to the floor. From top to bottom, soy sauce and broken bottles spilled out near Sholeha's feet. Besides being surprised, he also grimaced in pain.

" Subby..." Her husband's voice was heavily interrupting. Sholeha was surprised, but the pain in her big toe was disturbing, she squatted checking it out.

Sholeh, who was in a hurry, immediately carried his wife to move to sit in a chair. To Sholeha's surprise she screamed a little, but realized by being in her husband's arms who looked upset.

Still with his cold face, Sholeh examined his wife's legs painstakingly. There were many patches of soy sauce there, he also swiftly took water, washed Sholeha's feet.

Once clean, visible incision wound shard that still drain a little blood, Sholeha grimaced when the wound is cleaned. " About Mas "withstands his sobs by biting his arm.

Sholeh looked up, "A moment baby. Hold it yes "he said very softly.

The cold face was still there, but his speech turned very soft, probably from seeing his wife in pain.

" You want to find what the hell. It's been very night Sholeha ?"

Sholeh stood up, looking for something that could stop the blood on his wife's big toe. " I'm hungry Mas. Sholeha has not eaten" Sholeha replied in the middle of her sobs.

With a medicine box, Sholeh crouched down to treat his wife's leg. Sholeh just shut up, no longer asking much. Sometimes he looked up to see Sholeha's face with tears.

" Want noodles ?" ask Sholeh again.

Sholeha nodded, seeing the husband walking to pick up the instant noodles that were still on the cardboard. He also quickly revived the stove he had turned off earlier.

Sholeha continued to watch over her husband, her heart growing more and more bitter. Realizing how long he had not been here, he also circulated his gaze in the kitchen. Looks like some containers and food stocks that are not neatly arranged like when he was here.

Instead of staying still, Sholeha intends to clean soy sauce and broken bottles. Not until walking, Sholeh had stopped him, "Let Mas, you eat only" said Sholeh, while offering a bowl of noodles.

With teary eyes, Sholeha sat back down, staring at her husband's noodles in the middle of the night. Sholeha again saw the husband who deftly cleaned the soy sauce on the floor.

Although no longer hungry, but Sholeha did not want her husband disappointed. He quickly finished his noodles, while not looking at Sholeh who was still silent with his cold face.

Sholeh finished mopping, throwing out the broken bottle. He saw his wife who had finished eating. Not intending to sit down, he continued his steps.

" Mommy, ?" prevent Sholeha from reaching for her husband's hand.

Sholeh turned around, "Sit for a while, accompany me, put down the noodles" Sholeha said so slowly.

As if he could not refuse anymore, Sholeh obeyed his wife. He sat down beside Sholeha looking at her face which still looked swollen. As confused as to what to say, he remained silent waiting for Sholeha to speak.

Sholeh sighed, grabbed Sholeha's hands and face together, rubbing the tears that continued to linger, "Mas was also wrong. Sorry "he said so softly.

The cry became more and more, as if it could no longer be contained in front of the husband. Unable to bear it, Sholeh grabbed the small body that kept shaking it into an embrace. Letting his woman spill all the resentment, sadness and fear on his shoulders.

Sholeh rubbed his wife's back, pecking at the head that he had longed for. He didn't mean to make her cry all day.

Sholeha unraveled the hug first, " Mas, Sholeha was guilty of saying sorry about it. Please forgive Leha, don't say something that I'm not afraid of Mas, what else is like" he said stammering.

Given the anger of her husband who said he wanted to give her freedom earlier, it really made her very scared. From the beginning he decided to get married, was not to be left behind. Sholeha even shook her head many times when she remembered it.

" I'm sorry, but also that release. Yes, dear, don't cry. It's been a very night, we slept ya "persuade Sholeh to his wife.

Sholeha was still at home looking at her husband's face, then she nodded after feeling that he looked very tired.

The two left the kitchen after turning off the lights. Sholeh went straight to the bathroom, but he was surprised when Sholeha instead followed him in.

" I want to take a shower, "said Sholeh astonished.

Sholeha just entered no matter, she casually washed her face. " Bath, Leha doesn't bother, just brush her teeth" she replied, starting her activities.

Sholeh chuckled, he breezed and took off his clothes. He looked at his wife from behind who was casually washing her face.

" Are you sure you want to be here ?" sholeh asked before completely flushing his body.

Because Sholeha closed her eyes, she casually replied "Make a bath, Leha will not bother, " rub her face slowly.

" Cepet ih, Mas don't want you here" Sholeh said.

Hearing her husband's slightly different voice, Sholeha immediately settled the matter on her face. She opened her eyes, and not daring to look at her husband, she began to realize something.

Sholeha cleared her throat, "A moment, Leha came out" she said, rushing out.

Sholeh smiled at the behavior of his wife who was still shy. Her seed had grown in her womb.

While the young pregnant mother was regulating her breathing, her heart was beating so fast all of a sudden. His mind also directly leads to the no-no. Unknowingly he smiled to himself, feeling the silliness of himself in the middle of the night.

Hearing the splashing of water, Sholeha moved to the bed. Sit for a while waiting for her husband to come out. Sholeha rubbed her stomach, smiling by saying so many things to her.

All day tired in the kitchen, the night crying and sulking, then the night still crying, Sholeha realized something. " You make your Mother's Father cold war baby, next time do not invite Mother to be angry with Dad yes" said Sholeha very slowly.

" I'm sorry about Dad too"

Sholeh suddenly came out and continued to hug his wife from behind, put his hand into his shirt rubbing his stomach, he heard everything Sholeha said earlier.

" Yes, let go of it "

Sholeh just laughed, realizing he was still half-naked, with a towel wrapped around his waist. " All right, "he whispered in his wife's ear.

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