
The news on television stopped busy hands from cutting vegetables in the kitchen. A woman smiled faintly at the news. Then he stopped his activity to grab a glass of water on the left side of the table, "I'm happy, finally hearing the news I was waiting for. All right, it's time I came back. I'm ready to face it all, too."
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
The sound of knocking on the door was quite clear from the kitchen. The house is not so big, so it is quite clear if there is any noise around the house. The knock of the impatient door, made the busy woman in the kitchen put down her knife. Then walk away from the usual place of being a fatigue reliever at any time feeling boredom.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
"He can never be patient. Fortunately, I did not give a duplicate key and did not give permission to break down windows or doors" the woman muttered very carefully, considering her condition is currently pregnant entering the age of six months.
Chequek!
The door opened, which was visible for the first time in front of the eyes was a bouquet of red roses with fragrant fragrant. The fresh scent signified that the flower had just been picked from his garden directly. Look at the tempting red color with fresh green foliage. The woman took a bouquet of flowers, then inhaled it slowly.
"Harum, but your ways aren't right. My ears are deaf. If you knock on the door with emotion" said the woman, extending her right hand to wipe the face of a man who came to visit.
Sweet smile with longing gaze. It clearly flashed in the man's eyes, making the woman reply with a sincere smile, "Come, we're in. There's still enough time to come to the show, right?"
Both went into the house. Footsteps go hand in hand that do not want to be released. Suddenly, the woman staggered back. Suddenly, the man next to him immediately caught his female body. The gaze of the eyes is inevitable, slowly but surely the two people let go of longing by enjoying togetherness.
"No, Honey. I accept your decision because the trust in my heart will never wear off. You are not only my love, but you are now the wife and mother of my son. We are family. Isn't it?" The man reveals his heart, though it ends with a question that requires certainty.
The woman nodded, and she grabbed the man's hand. Letting that burly hand give a swab at his stomach. He wanted the father of his son, to feel the presence of the child. A sip that always becomes homesick at night. The life that separates the two is inevitable. All for the common good.
"Can I talk to my son?" ask the man with enthusiasm and hope.
The woman nodded, making the husband come closer to talk to the child who was still in the womb.
"My son, how are you, baby?"
"Sorry, Papa, yes. Papa can't take care of you and mom, but I promise. Later when we live together. Papa will always take care of you. Isn't that right, Honey?"
Hope for the sake of hope spoken by the man, made the woman realize. He has taken the time and right of a father to be close to his own son. Although, there are regrets. Still, there was gratitude because the man in front of him was mature and willing to accept the decision he had made.
"I'm ready to go back." The woman said, making her husband stop chattering at length, then looked up at the wife with a peeking look.
"Tell me one more time, Honey," asked the man in hopes of exploding.
"Keano Dion Al Abizar's. Your wife Aruna Kenzo Dion Al Abizar is back."
The decision announced by Aruna, made Keano blink his eyes in disbelief. However, the touch of the wife's soft lips resuscitated her. It's all real. A life of several months of solitude. It will soon be filled with rainbow colors. Today is truly the best day for a Keano.
"Love you, My Wife," Keano kissed Aruna's forehead, after a brief kiss on her lips broke away, "Say one thing, what's your reason for coming back?"