Sincerity of Heart 2
Chapter 25. Surprise and Holidays (Alan)

The moon that shines upon the universe. You are my moon, which always illuminates my life.

~Heart Graduation 2~

I looked at my wife who was standing in front of me. She looks so pretty in the dress I gave her. Pink dress with a matching veil also adds beauty to her. Always blushing face and beautiful eyes that always make me shady.

"Alan, how come you're talking?" I was very surprised when he was on my phone. Her lips went forward a few inches. I smiled and kissed her blushing cheeks. I want to bite him.

"What's wrong?" ask me while continuing to enjoy the scenery that will never be seen clearly by other organs. The red spray on her white cheeks made my heart always fall apart.

"Alan, where are we going on vacation? How come Ara's not told?" he said he put both his hands around my neck.

"Later will also know, patient dear. If I tell you later is not a surprise anymore dong. Sa.. bar. "my words pinched both of his cheeks.

" Ih, don't pinch. Sick tofu." whine while hitting my shoulder. I laughed when I saw his face growing.

"You are so beautiful" I said looking at her face which still had an annoyed expression.

"Don't dreadlocks. If often pinched, then Ara soon old know!" he said while pressing my nose. His cheeks puffed up like puffer fish.

"Who said it?" my many. He looked at me and smiled.

"Ara said, Hehe" he said with a shy smile. I smile, I peg her cheek and I look her in the eye deeply.

"Listen, you want to be like whatever you are. I will still love you. Ugly, old, I don't care. All I know is that you are my most beautiful and sweet Ara. If you are told it is like the moon. The moon that shines upon the universe. You are my moon, which always lights up my life." I kissed her lips. Ara looked open her eyes a few times.

"Alan's a gumbal, huh? Ahhhh, learn from whom? How many people are you gombalin. Jihan are you gombalin?" he said it made my mood change. I would hate to carry someone else's name. In my mind I never thought of any woman.

"Alan, Ara's sorry. Ara was just joking." he said, blowing my daydream. I could see her tears had been held in her eyes. It was enough last night that I saw him cry all night.

"Ck, don't cry. I just don't like you bringing someone else when we're both. Don't ever repeat it, OK?" I said to kiss both eyes. Ara smiled and nodded.

"Yes, we have to leave soon the sun has started to appear" I said tidying up his hood.

"Hm... But eat first yes, Ara hungry" he said. I'm nodding. He looks very happy. It's not hard to make her happy. Even simple things will make her so happy. That's my wife. There will be no one else like him.

Especially in modern times like today. Many women have gone the wrong way because they follow the times. It is possible to keep up with the times and technology, as long as it must still prioritize morals and morals.

Many said the woman was weak from crying a little. But for me, women are not weak. Yet he had a heart that was so soft and so fragile. It's like a soap bubble. If we touch it, it will immediately break. So does the heart of a woman. Women are very precious gems and should be closely guarded.

"Alan, how many days have we been there?" he asked as we began to climb down the stairs.

"Maybe a week" I said tightening my hand. Ara smiled widely.

"Yeah, then Ara will forget for a moment the thesis problem. Huh, nice." he said so excitedly. I smiled happily when I saw her face so full of happiness.

"Tin tin, watch the train go by. If you want to be friendly do not in the middle of the road." said someone who managed to make us surprised. Who else if not Arin. He was very ignorant and could not see my happiness. He purposely let go of our hand link.

"Thin!!" pissed me. He looked at me laughing.

"That's why the holidays are crazy. This is not how much, after you go home, I will continue to disturb you. Woeee "he said as he stuck out his tongue. He also immediately walked away.

Ck, that kid always does. I told you, he always messes with my happiness. So sucks.

"Hey.. He's very funny. If we have a child, Ara wants her to be that funny."

"Ck, don't ngaco. I have a son like him. Ngeselin." I said again holding his hand.

"Ih, but Ara wants what Arin believes. Funny and adorable." she said with sparkling eyes. I can only shake my head. I can imagine what it would be like if my son were like Arin. Maybe I'll be old before my time.

Why talk about children? Just think about it I can smile to myself. Imagining a child, would she be as cute as Ara or as handsome as me? Hahaha.we'll see. Follow his super handsome papa or his mother's pampering. I glanced at Ara who kept smiling. Is he thinking the same thing? Hah, just let him play with his own thoughts.

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"Alane! Why didn't you tell me you were going to aceh anyway? There is an uncle. We buy the cake." whined when we were on the plane. I smiled and pinched his nose.

"Who said he wanted to go to uncle's house. We're not going there." I said pretending to be asleep.

"Don't think about it, everything is safe under control" I rubbed his head. Ara glanced at me, then she turned her face back.

"Is this young on deck?" ask someone sitting next to me. I smiled and nodded.

"Hmmm, it looks like his wife is still very spoiled" he said.

"We don't want to linger with the sin of sir, dating after marriage is better" I said with a smile. The people sitting next to me are fathers, maybe papa's age. It's just that he's a little bearded.

"That bill, I agree with you. Oh yes, introduce my name Aji." he said reaching out.

"Alan." I said back at his hand.

"Where from? Still in college or what?" ask again.

"Jakarta sir, my wife and I are still in college. This is a vacation to Aceh. Occasionally, the wife also happens to still bleed Aceh." said I. Then I felt Ara's head leaning against my shoulder. Looks like he's asleep.

"Well, is it college? My son is not on holiday" he said. I smile.

"We are final students, so want to refresh for a moment" said I was confused to answer what. It's actually a homemade vacation.

"Oh yes, I understand. I salute you, young people have dared to make a decision. The final student? Hard times, how old?"

"19 sir, 20th street." I said. I could see the shock in his eyes.

"Well, I'm surprised to hear that. 19 Years old married and final student. Acceleration?" he said what I answered with a nod.

"Wives too?"

"Yes, we're one-in-one. Since childhood." I said honestly.

"Haha..the true love of the story huh? Good-nice, this is just the name intelligent life. Everything is done by express." said Mr. Aji while laughing. I also laughed.

"I have a daughter, the same age as you. He's only semester 4. College in Aceh. I want to go there, look at my son. It has been almost a year not to go home. So I have to go there." he said.

"on your own? Dad's wife didn't come?" my many. But like I made a mistake. Mr. Aji looked silent and looked straight ahead.

"My wife is dead, when I gave birth to my son. 19 years I only spent alone with my son. That's enough to make us happy" he said with a slightly moody face.

"Sorry sir, I don't mean...

"It's okay. I also happen to have no friends. Like you're a cool person, don't mind me telling a little story." he said.

"Guys, I'll listen to whatever it is. As long as you're happy." I said. Mr. Aji laughed. There was a sense of pleasure when he saw her happy face.

"I used to be married young, too, but it was precisely my younger wife. I was 22 and my wife was 17. He just finished high school and I'm still in college last semester."

"I decided to marry her right away for fear that she would be taken away. Hahaha, what a beautiful young age. Only capitalized on a set of prayer tools I proposed to my wife at that time. But thank God both parents agree, although a little heavy release his daughter. In the end we got married.

It was a really tough time, just eating hard. I am not a person who likes to ask parents for money. I went to college on my own. Although sometimes mama send money to eat. But I never complained, because my wife always supported anything. He still looks childish and very spoiled. But he also has another side, behind his nature. He is very wise and mature.

A year after the wedding. We were given a precious gift from God. My wife is pregnant. I'm very happy. Not to mention the happiness, I again got the news if I received a job at a large company. I immediately bowed in gratitude, the favor of God that could not be repaid with anything.

Our lives also began to change. What was once difficult, now everything is in accordance with what is desired. But that happiness did not last long. My wife had bleeding during childbirth. His life is not helped. I was frustrated and took it all out on the boy. But over time I realized. All this is the destiny of the almighty. I raised the child myself. Lovingly. And that part came back, even in his absence. Everything will pass easily, as long as we are sincere."

Unknowingly my tears are dripping. I quickly removed it. I saw Mr. Aji crying too. I know, those old wounds must have come back open. I glanced at my wife who was still asleep. I kissed his hand. I wish we could have had a longer time.

"Son, don't because of hearing this story you're afraid that everything that happens to me will happen to you. There is no need to fear, everyone has their own path. Live everything as usual. As a husband, you have to be patient. May you be quickly given a baby." said Mr. Aji touched my shoulder. I smiled and nodded.

"Take the silver lining, don't take the negatives. What you did was right, happy for him." he added. What Mr. Aji said is true. Every human being has a destiny line. I will continue to try to make my wife happy.

"Thank you sir, for giving me a warm message. Everything you say is true, I will remember everything well." I said.

"I'm supposed to thank you, you've heard my babble."

"The babble is so full of meaning" said I who was greeted with laughter by Mr. Aji. I also laughed. We then went back to talking to get rid of boredom. Three hours is not a minute, it is quite boring if Mr. Aji is not there.