
Al's tears came back out when he saw Bia had indeed prepared clothes and warm water for him. Al immediately took a shower and headed straight for Bia's room again.
There is only Azalea. Tian had already moved the children to their rooms. Zaskia had also rested in her room. On the nightstand Amy prepared chicken porridge for Bia. Let Azalea not go back to the kitchen he said.
Al is approaching Bia. Kissed her long forehead.
" Bia was conscious. Stamp eat some porridge feed. "
Al turned to Azalea but still clasped her hand.
" Why just a few treats ? "
" Fear of vomiting again. You alone, how are you doing now ? Bia said, you have a fever. " said Azalea while touching Al's forehead. Still feels warm.
" After drinking the ginger brought by Bia, it is better Ma. " replied Al.
Al releases tnagan Bia. Replaced holding the hand of Azalea who was still standing in front of him.
" Ma, what Bia saw was not what she thought. Mama knows I love Bia very much. I can't betray her Ma. "
" yes. Mama believes. "
" Keep me in explaining it to Bia Ma. I don't want Bia to divorce me like she used to. "pinta Al is sad.
" Al, my mind is too far. It's impossible to do that. The icon is different from the previous one. You are married now, Bia is also pregnant. Calm yourself. "
" I don't know Ma. Actually what happened to me. I feel like I have missed a lot of things. I'm, I'm like I've been separated for a long time with Bia and the kids. Before Bia came to the office, I felt very tormented. Just like I felt when I was away from Bia. When Bia was with Ghazzy. It hurts a lot Ma. I even heard Bia calling my name. "
Azalea felt merimding all over her tubes. What Ustadz Yahya said is true. Bia knows what he has to do to get Al back. Water is only used as an intermediary. But the real effort is indeed from the prayers of Mother and her wife.
" Maybe because Bia was a little disappointed in you. Bia says you never do a speech night prayer first. "
Al was sad.
" I always wake up at three in the morning."
" Many dhikr, Al. As Ustadz Yahya said during the forty days of Clara. Many dzikir. "
Al nodded back. Then hold Bia's hand. I kissed every inch of Bia's face. Then touch Bia's lips. Then kiss Bia's lips.
" This has always been my medicine. My canduku. Sorry, I'm sorry Bi." whispered Al as he kissed Bia's forehead again.
Bia squirmed and blinked her eyes.
" Al, hide. " whispered Azalea.
Al obeyed Azalea though still looking at her in wonder.
" Bia, why ? Do you need anything ? " asked Azalea as Bia forced her body to wake up.
Bia looked around her room. Then shake . He's headed for the bathroom. He regurgitated the porridge an hour ago and ate it.
Al shed his tears. Can't bear to see Bia who always vomits.
Azalea helped Bia walk and laid her on the bed.
" I'm sorry to bother Mama. " said Bia not feeling well.
" You said what Bia was. Already, rest. "
But Bia was still wailing while sniffing the aroma around her.
" Why ? " ask Azalea confused.
" Has Al been here Ma ? " ask Bia back.
" Why is it ? "
" I don't know, I feel like Mas Al's presence. "
Azalea smiled knot.
" Do you want your mom to call him ? "
Al closed his mouth. So much attention Bia had on her.
" Lhoo, why ? Did he have any vomiting ? " tanay Azalea. Al is hiding behind Bia's closet.
" No Ma. But, my clothes are like there's a smell of Mas Al perfume. I'm getting nauseous smelling the scent. "
" Maybe your hijab Bia. Al was wearing her hijab. "
" Hahh, Mas Al ? "
Azalea nodded while helping Bia remove her headscarf.
" Is it better ? Does she still smell the perfume ? " ask Azalea.
Bia again sniffed the scent around her body.
" It's still Ma. But mang wasn't as good as that. It's been better. Makasi Ma's. "
" Will I eat again ? "
" No Ma. I'm tired of going back to the bathroom. It still feels weak. I'll just sleep, Ma. "
" all right. Rest up. "
Bia nodded then closed her eyes. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
" Rest Al. Let Mama who accompanied Bia sleep here. " said Azalea sad when she saw Al who came out of hiding with the rest of her tears.
" Yes, Ma" replied Al sadly.
Azalea held Al's arm that was about to approach Bia.
" don't. Let Bia rest. Empty stomach. He will become weak if he vomits again. "
Al just nodded then walked out of Bia's room walking backwards. Azalea smiled looking at Al's unwilling gaze.
As usual, Bia woke up in three in the morning. Corrected the sleeping Azalea blanket beside her. Then go to the bathroom to take a shower and ablution.
After praying and teaching. Routines instructed by Ustadz Yahya. Bia's headed to Al's office. Bia's heart was keen to see Al who was asleep on the sofa while hugging his picture and the children.
She's getting Al's work clothes ready. Then fill the water with warm water. And set up a glass of water on his desk.
Bia sat her body on the sofa. Rubbing stomach. I hope my son can compromise. Bia's hand stretched out to hold Al's forehead.
" It's still warm. "he murmured.
Bia took the frame containing his picture with the children that Al always put on his desk. Groped the face of Al who missed him. His nose, his eyebrows, his lips. Remembering Al who always said that his lips are medicine Al. Bia smiling.
Then kiss Al's lips. Removing his salivary scars.
" Had taken his medicine. Must heal Papa quickly. Let your son not punish his mother. Tired of vomiting continues Papa. " murmured Bia while chuckling.
But a second later he ran into Al's bathroom and regained his vomit.
" Dear Aaahh, " complained Bia while rubbing her stomach.
Bia came out of the bathroom and kissed Al on the forehead. And quickly out of his study. Afraid of vomiting again long inhaling the scent of Al perfume in the room.
Al woke up and sat on his couch. Groped her lips that were kissed by Bia. Her tears were dripping but her lips were smiling.
Al saw a clock on the wall. Still time for night prayers. One thing that some time left.
After the prayer Al sat at his desk. Saw all his cctv footage from two months ago. Since his return from Singapore.
Al cried in front of his desk. An hour spent watching Bia's activities during these two months. And only realized his attitude to Bia during these two months.
" Why, why can I act like that to you, Bi. No way, no way. "the murmur is sorry.
" It's only right that our son should punish me now. I ignored the Mother. I've been acting cold all this time" said Al sadly.