MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
PAIR OF WINGS

We are a pair of pigeons flying high together in space. We stay on the branches of the shady tree. That's when I looked at your face that you hid behind white wings.

I asked, "Why?"

You said, "I can't fly with you. One of my wings is broken."

I replied, "This is not the end of everything."

Then you said the thing that made my conscience pierced by thousands of arrows from the hunter. Unknowingly you broke my wing. I turned into a black pigeon, leaving you with broken wings. I can't fly. I just want to die because the arrow is stuck right in my heart.

A beam of light brought me back to you. I saw you stay on that tree branch. I stretched out my wings, and you floated it.

"I'll help you fly. My wings can't fly without you by my side."

Dion slowly opened the bedroom door after getting out of the study. When he came home from Diki's house, his wife did not welcome him; that's why Dion went straight into the study.

It looks like Dila is already sound with a blanket wrapped around him. Dion immediately changed clothes and climbed onto the bed. He did not want to wake Dila at this time, let him speak to his wife tomorrow.

Dila opened her eyes. The woman had not slept, but just pretended. Where could Dila have slept when her reason did not stop thinking about Dion. His conscience always raises questions about reason. Is her husband having fun?Is the woman Dion is talking to so pretty? Dila wanted to attract the words that had already been spoken. He cannot share. Dion is one of his. Only his.

...****************...

"Good morning, dear," said Dion.

"Again" replied Dila. "Warm water I've prepared. You shower first. You must have been tired last night."

Dion smiling. "Yes, thank you."

Dila immediately left when Dion wanted to kiss his wife's forehead. The man was astonished at the behavior Dila pointed out.

"That's my dear why, huh? What angry? But why?" ask Dion to himself.

Dion got out of bed and went straight to the bathroom. As Dila said, he immediately soaked in warm water that can make his body relax.

"Where are you?" ask Dion.

"Have gone to get his grandfather" replied Dila.

"Tumben wants to take a car to his school. Usual to be escorted Paijo use motor."

"Of course."

"She was not saying goodbye to me" said Dion.

"You've been out a long time."

Dion frowned at the flat answers that Dila made. Breakfast was ready and this time it was very strange. A cup of black coffee and a slice of egg sandwich.

"Tumben this breakfast menu," said Dion.

"Why? No like?" ask Dila.

Dion nodded quickly. "Like it, honey."

Soon Dion bit off the sandwich his wife was serving. "It's sour, huh?"

Dila frowned. "Asam?"

Dion nodded. "Yes .. try it yourself."

"I don't add tomatoes." Dila was biting Dion's sandwich and it was just plain, good. "No. It's delicious."

"It feels sour because you don't smile" Dion said.

"Ish ... What the hell? Early in the morning was dreadful," said Dila with a restrained smile.

Dion sipped a cup of black coffee afterwards. "Bitter, Honey."

"Don't make it up," upset Dila.

"David it."

Sipping that black coffee. "It's sweet."

"The coffee is bitter, but your smile is more than sweet."

Dila folded her lips so that her laughter would not explode. He even covered his lips with both hands and did not want to look at Dion's face.

"Don't get arrested, honey. Later it will be a waste of wind, you know" said Dion.

Dila laughs. "You pissed me off."

"Eh ... why?"

"Cock, get angry? You told me to find another woman yourself" replied Dion.

Dila's eyes widened to hear it. "So really, you're playing a prank? Yeah .. I know, I'm old."

Dion got up from his seat and hugged Dila. "My beautiful wife is angry with jealousy? I'm not who you think I am, honey. Last night I met Diki and Reyhan."

"I'm sorry, Dion" said Dila. "Mouth is very easy to say, but my heart is very hard to accept. I've fallen too deep into you."

"Forget, Honey. Sorry I was angry with you last night." Dion dyed Dila's tubers several times. "We're going to the doctor, yuk!"

"Doctor?"

"We need a consultation, dear."

Dila nodded. "Yes .. I want to."

...****************...

Dila was restless sitting in the waiting chair of the doctor's room that specifically dealt with the relationship problems of husband and wife. Shame haunts him too much. Inwardly he regretted the decision that Dion had made this morning.

"Don't be shy. I'm right next to you" said Dion.

"You always know what I think" Dila said.

"We are one heart and soul."

"In this situation ... you are still fighting," upset Dila.

The names Dila and Dion were called by the sisters. Dila was reluctant to enter, but Dion pulled his hand to get inside. I was shocked because the doctor was a boy.

"Darling .. I'm ashamed" whispered Dila.

"Quiet .. there I am."

"Please Mr. Madam" said the doctor. "What complaints?"

Dila was embarrassed. His face flushed in front of the glasses doctor. Dion told Dila's complaints and asked for the best advice.

"It's not a problem. There are still many ways to do it. Eating healthy of course. Do Kegel exercises and I will give you moisturizers and lubricants. Spending time together and communication are also important."

Dila smile. "Thank you, Doc."

"Thank you very much, Doctor," said Dion.

Dion and Dila moved out of the doctor's office after receiving a prescription and saying goodbye. While waiting for the medicine, the two sat in the waiting chair.

"Wear the moisturizer every day, honey," Dion said.

"Yes" answered Dila. "Why do you suddenly have an idea here?"

"Diki and Reyhan said it" Dion replied.

Dila jerked. "Darling .. I'm ashamed."

"They are our children and my best friend. Why should I be ashamed? From them also our relationship improved," said Dion.

"I'm grateful to have kids like them."

"Oh, yes .. We plan to go on a honeymoon. It must be fun to hang out together."

"It wasn't a honeymoon, honey. Go rame-rame the name of the tour," said Dila.

It is true what Dila said. The honeymoon period. But it's also cool if you tell each other the same story Diki and Reyhan. You can ask about style.

...****************...

"How do you feel?" dion asked after the two were in the car.

"More relieved" replied Dila.

"Can I marry again?" dion asked as he lowered his eyebrows.

"No way. You belong to me."

Dion took Dila into his arms. "You are mine too." The car stopped on the side of a deserted road. Dion kissed Dila's lips softly and deeply.

Keep with me. We fly together into the clouds with flapping wings. May our final destination come to the beautiful garden of Paradise.

Seriate.

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