Special Maid For Om Duda
Support from Mas Bojo

Aarav held my hand firmly. It felt like my body was numb when I heard the news that I was asked to come to the police station. Although I knew my arrival at the police station was not to bear all that was not my mischief, but I was asked to bear witness to what befell my youngest brother.

My body was pulled gently by the mas bojo to lean against the chest of his field. I closed my eyes firmly feeling the heart rate of mas bojo that I know that the husband kang mas also deg-degan although not as bad as me.

Well, that was when we were having breakfast. My phone rang which turned out to be from my other sister. Lyka told me to immediately follow to the police station because I will be questioned as a witness to the case that befell my youngest brother. At that moment my appetite led. Do not eat, to think stay relaxed already can not.

Gegas I also contact the Father to immediately take turns to look after Lyra who even for the change I have not seen it at all. After I say goodbye to you, and also tell you the truth, we headed straight to the police station where Dirly was detained.

"I'm so scared, I'm afraid that my name will get carried away in this matter. Although definitely either directly or indirectly my name will definitely be a trigger for this problem to occur. Why is it as if fate never lets happiness hold me for longer? Always present changed with sorrow," murmured from behind the warm embrace of the husband.

From behind my hijab I can feel that my husband's hand continues to rub my head. Well, thanks to the hand rub from the bojo mas I can feel a little bit of heart.

"You're patient. I will continue to accompany you. Whatever you're going through I'll continue to be by your side to strengthen, we'll face it together." My heart aches and grieves when I listen to my husband's words. Truly I should be grateful in what form again for having been sent such a good protector and never abiding by hate.

"Thank you, I'm so lucky and grateful that God put me in a priest like you. I'm sorry that you're in this complicated business of mine. I also don't know why my hdup is this funny," I replied with half a sob. Even though I promised that I wouldn't cry anymore, I couldn't have the tears still melt and it was like I was hurting, where I always say I don't want to cry about this funny life.

"I think I should be talking like that. I should be thankful for having a good wife and never feel you are better than me, even though in reality your understanding in terms of religion is much better than mine, but I am just now as good as his religion because you are humble to make me not discouraged, thank you." Mas Aarav along the way took me to chat that I know what we're talking about isn't that important. I know what Mas Aarav is doing to keep me talking, is one way that I don't get tense.

Until we unknowingly were in front of the police station where Dirly was there to be questioned. I rubbed my hands to reduce my nervousness. Besides being nervous I also felt that as if I was going to face a thesis trial, it felt tense which was incredible. The body was stiff and the aunt was also stiff.

I gasped in shock as Mas Aarav who was beside me clasped my hand to give strength. "Rilex is me next to you. If you can stay calm and answer questions from the police later casually and also do not panic and do not let gerogi control you. I'm sure you can do it. For this time let's fight, after this problem is finished we take a walk to Bali. Or want to go to my brothers' house abroad there are in Turkey, my brother who in Turkey yesterday did not come home because he was cravings, he said, maybe we'll play there so you can catch the cravings too. Or go to my youngest sister Amora's house, she's the luckiest among us besides a rich husband, including the private jep we wore yesterday had her a pregnancy gift from her husband. He is also the best with Mas, if there is an event Mas never spend money always he pays, in you he never wants to be loved even though his brother. He always gave it to us. Even though he's the youngest." Mas Aarav keeps giving me spirit.

"I envy you, same closeness. If Lydia was the opposite," I said in a soft voice.

Mas Aarav is back to embrace me. "They're your sisters too. They love you as much as their brother."

Even from the many days we went through, this time the most chat he did. Understand Mas Aarav that includes men who can be said to be cold and chatty. But this time as long as we leave the hospital. Continuing to give support to me.

I give my best smile and also certainly do not forget for the umpteenth time I say thank you to my husband. Who always provide support, I can not imagine if the husband is not there how panic and tense I am in this position.

Anxiety again plagued me when me and a different husband entered the room. Well we both entered two different rooms to answer the investigator's questions.

Every time I would answer the question of men in brown uniforms I always remembered what Mas Aarav said. With all I could I kept calm and answered from what I knew.

The questions I had to answer were quite a lot, including my relationship with Lyra and my relationship with Dirly, all I answered according to what I experienced without exaggerating and also without reducing. But I was quite surprised when the police also asked Samsul, where Samsul was the husband of my first sister, Lyka.

Just like the question addressed to Dirly I also answered the question about Samsul smoothly. Moreover, my relationship with Lyka's husband is quite far, not too close because Samsul himself works to take care of the rice mill Mr, while Dirly and I were quite close because we were both in charge of helping Mr. in the field of village development. I help you manage the village finances, while Dirly helps you to run the projects of the Father, so that it is directed well and on target.

"Drink first." Mas Aarav who had finished the examination first came to me when I was just out of my examination room.

"Thank you, Mommy" I answered as my right hand shook to reach the mineral bottle that Mas Aarav had given me. With a big gulp I swallowed the drinking water cold enough to wet my throat and cool my mind.

"Mas checked too?" ask me to make sure again. We are currently walking towards the chair under the waru tree to shelter and share the story while in the examination room earlier.

"What questions? Not difficult?" kepo maximum. Mas Aarav replied with a headband.

"It's just about where we went last night and where we knew you from, and what happened when we ate and your sister who was suddenly angry and her husband came. How hard are you not to do?" asked Mas Aarav while chuckling at the sight of my still tense face.

"It is possible that Lydia has thirty questions Lydia does not count, but it is very difficult. I'm sure that this Lydia's graduation exam will definitely stay in class" I replied half-jokingly following Mas Aarav's style.

Until I saw Mas Aarav chuckling when I heard my joke that the man knew that it was only my way to make Mas Aarav not panic.

"We're looking for a place to want a brain first, I see you're really tense. I'm afraid you'll get sick later" he said as he continued to look at me attentively.

I saw the clock on the wrist. "Don't long well, run out of our dzuhur to the hospital again fear you have business," I replied, I don't want because of this problem Mas Aarav felt ignored by me.

"Ready wife."

I chuckle, my heart is quite peaceful with the very meaningful support of mas bojo.

" Meaning of Your Presence "

O husband

Your presence tones the lonely passageways of my world

Your presence paints the beautiful rainbow on the black and white journey of my life

You are my spirit

You are also the light of my heart

In all the imperfections of my life

Your presence perfected it.

Back I saw Mas Aarav's face flushed red. "Oh God it turns out Mas bojo can salting too."

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#Don't be bosen if Mbak Lydi humming love well, his character is romantic by playing the word, while Om Duda is more rigid and can't be romantic with the word thread. So they are two very different characters, brought together in a sacred bond of marriage to complement each other.

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