Mr Love Love
Bad News?

The night was running very slow, I never thought I would have a night this bad. Since the last conversation with Sabina, exactly two hours ago, I really did not dare to reprimand her. For the first time I felt annoyed at myself, and for the first time I cursed myself.

I lay beside Sabina but not for a second I could close my eyes, imagining her tears making me feel a deep wound.

I didn't realize since when I started sleeping, I also forgot the sadness that last night made my heart beat so fast. Is it that easy to forget my pain?

Slowly, I started to open my eyes. How shocked I was to find that the night had passed and Sabina was no longer beside me. With all my might I jumped out of bed and walked towards the closet. Trying to ascertain whether Sabina's clothes were still in place or not?

I was worried that she was going to act like a wife in the drama series, because she got upset with her husband and she left with her suitcase. Aren't I being ridiculous? Yes, it's possible. Imagining Sabina's attitude last night, I do deserve to be left behind. But, hopefully, that doesn't happen.

The time showed me at 8:00 when I woke up, I was pretty sure Sabina was still upset with me, the proof was that she didn't wake me up for the congregational Fajr prayer with her, realizing that fact made me feel great sadness.

"Araf, let's apologize to him! Don't delay it anymore. Delaying will only further aggravate the atmosphere." I said softly while patting my face with both hands.

Tok.Tok-sign.Tok.

"Honey's... Are you inside." I said while tapping the bathroom door that was still closed.

Two minutes.

There was no answer so I took the initiative to open the door, there was no one in it. Not finding the figure I so longed for made me start sighing violently.

"Where is my Sabina? It's still morning and she's not here, is she going to Mama's house and complaining about everything?"

Hhmmmmm!

I again let out a rough sigh, my heart pounding. Sabina deserves to complain to her mom and my mom. I'm not afraid of getting a tantrum from those two great women, the only thing I fear is that they both separate me from Sabina. Really, it's worse than death.

I ran out of the room and down the stairs in a hurry, almost I fell but luckily my hand could reach the ladder so that the unwanted things could be avoided.

"Lord is handsome carefully. Beautiful sister says if you go up and down stairs you can't run, you're afraid of falling." Say a child standing next to the sofa. The doll he was holding fell out of his hand in surprise.

Beautiful sister!

The sweet child whom I don't remember her name called Sabina with the call of beautiful sister. At first I didn't really like the kids, but the kid in front of me was different. She was so sweet and never made a move.

"Who's your name?" I asked with a breath of breath as if I had run out of a marathon.

"Five."

"How old are you?" I again parse the question to get closer to him and he also does not need to be afraid of me.

"Four." Say the sweet boy while showing his five little fingers.

I smiled as I touched her smooth cheeks, I actually knew she was about three and a half years old. But I pretended to ask just to hear his lisp. At first glance, I and Sabina who have children as sweet as this child in front of me. Really, I can't wait for my son and Sabina to call us Mommy and Daddy.

"Beautiful sister go, beautiful sister give this!" Say that sweet boy again.

My net was round staring at the white paper that the sweet boy was thrusting.

I remember, Sabina always said that if we fight don't let our problems get out of the room. Is this a sign Sabina is starting to ignore me? If he wants he can give a message through his cell phone. I was so scared, my chest was pounding so fast as if my heart was about to jump out.

I slowly approached the sweet child and grabbed what Sabina left for me.

Mas Araf's... I'm sorry I was so childish last night. I've thought things through, I admit I was wrong because I was in too much of a hurry to pass judgment.

I should have trusted my own husband more than what I saw that the truth could not be ascertained.

I also apologize for not giving you a chance, a chance to defend yourself. Trust me, I'm very, very sorry. My phone was left at Mama's house so I couldn't send any more messages until I gave the call.

I'm also sorry that I left this morning without your permission. Opa Ade condition back drop. My mother asked me to come and I was picked up by her driver. Maybe when Mas Araf read this letter I was in the hospital.

Before I go I have cooked something for Mas Araf breakfast, do not forget the Fajr Salat even though I am not on your side.

^^^ I love you...!^^^

Close Sabina in her short message. I smiled to myself reading the letter that Sabina left behind, because I was happy to even hug the sweet boy standing in front of me.

Last night's problems were finally solved easily. Sabina is a loving and forgiving wife. She was not a vengeful person, nor was she a grumpy person, her meekness always attracted me to her. Not only that, the more days of my love for the Saliha woman multiplied. The depth of the feeling of love can not be measured even with just words.

Sabina says she loves me with all her heart, when in fact I love her more.

"What did the pretty boy say? It looks like a love letter? Is that true?" The sweet boy smiled at me while folding both arms in front of his chest.

Love letter? The word was too easy to get out of his lips. Out of nowhere the sweet boy learned words that should not have come out of his tongue.

"You sweet boy! Love letter? Where did you learn those words?"

"Thanks to the drama you're watching." Reply to the boy with a sweet smile.

"Alright, since Rima has already given the love letter from the beautiful elder brother to the handsome Master, the handsome Master is saying thank you." I said as I got up from the sofa I was sitting on two minutes ago.

I'm getting ready to go back to the room. Just as I was moving, my footsteps came to a halt because the middle-aged ART I knew as her grandmother Rima called me from behind.

"What's wrong, Mbok?"

"There's a call from the hospital, he said there's something important, sir."

"Thank you." Reply to me while receiving a phone call from middle-aged ART hands.

The duarrrrr!

Like in a lightning strike in broad daylight, my whole body trembled violently. Getting a call from the hospital made my whole body shake. Regardless of anything, I ran with all my might. Go into the room and then pick up the car keys on the nightstand. Leaving the two-story house I stayed with Sabina for six months.

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