That Time Is Coming
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The threat of Asyifa bore fruit. The sound of the door opening made the woman turn her body and glance. Bian with a lethargic face opened the door of his room.

Asyifa shook her head in disbelief. "Who are you? Where's My Brother!" asyifa.

Not his reply, Bian instead bent his face annoyed. "Awas moving! I'm looking for my sister!" asyifa.

"This is! Who else if not me!" pissed Bian.

"You're not Bian! My sister is so handsome, if this one is a scarecrow!" asyifa.

"Sister!" exclaim Bian did not accept. Asyifa smiled grinningly. "My-my-my-my-my-lust. If you were Bian, he would be handsome. Well this," Asyifa shook her head.

"I just haven't had a shower in a few days!" pissed Bian. "Sort of stink!" syifa Dengus. Bian pressed his lips funny.

In his heart Asyifa wanted to laugh out loud to see the expression on the face of the younger brother like that. Like her back when they were little.

"Bring there!" assyifa's orders. "Know," said Bian. Asyifa shook her head again.

When they were about to enter Malik came. "Hoo! Who allowed my Wife to bathe a scarecrow!" exclaim Malik.

Asyifa chuckles. As for Bian, he looked at Malik flat with a shitty face.

"Bring yourself in there!" malik nyolot.

"Nyesel I ngizinin Sister married to My Brother!" pissed Bian.

Malik stared at Bian. "Without a blessing, Ashifa would have married me. I'm just so charming."

Asyifa chuckles. "Curtain! Puck!" sulk Bian.

"Hurry up, it's rotten you already are!" asyifa. Bian frowned cutely annoyed and went inside to take a shower. His sadness had now turned into regret.

"Come Yang! Let him bathe himself, this old man." Malik invites his wife to go down to the living room.

"How's it?" ask Annisa worried.

Malik smiling. "All is well Bun, there's Malik's wife who can handle it."Malik explained while glancing at his wife in his embrace.

"Alhamdulillah! Thank goodness then, Mother is very worried about the situation." Annisa breathed a sigh of relief.

How not to worry, Bian did not even want to meet anyone. Not usually also Bian did not comply with Annisa, only this time the young man did it. The pain she felt was so deep that it left her slumped for so long.

Long time the young man took a bath, because his old self did not bathe, to make his very long in the room.

Bian was in the bathroom for almost an hour and just came out. The smell of fragrance rushes into the nose of anyone who is near it.

Bian joined in despite the sadness in his eyes. And also the eyes are swollen because they keep crying.

"It's delicious! Fragrance doesn't look like those rice paddies." Malik chuckles.

Bian snorted in annoyance and ignored Malik's words. He turned to look at Annisa's face which now had wrinkles adorning her face. But still do not remove the beauty and beauty of his face.

"Bune? Hungry." Bian wiggled Annisa's spoiled arm making Annisa chuckle.

"Oh my God, are you hungry, son? Momentarily, Mother make your favorite special cuisine." Annisa was so happy to see one of her sons this spoiled return to her.

Asyifa blinked confused, her sister here kambet what can be like that, she thought.

Annisa is busy preparing Bian's favorite meal. And Bian himself sat on the dining table chair while staring at Annisa and following the direction of Annisa's movements, but his eyes were not focused on what Annisa was doing.

A pat on his shoulder resuscitated Bian from his world. "Don't be so dumb, then the demit likes nyamperin." Malik.

Malik's conversation distracts Annisa from her busy schedule. "You're still thinking about your mama, huh?" no Annisa.

Bian fell silent, and his silence showed that Annisa's guess was correct.

Annisa breathed her tired breath and released her apron, she brought the prepared food and brought it to Bian.

Bian accepted with a smile and thanked him. "You don't get too late in your grief, honey, it'll make you even more miserable." Annisa tried to advise.

Bian stuffed a spoonful of food into his mouth. "We've felt the same way and it does hurt." Annisa started telling stories.

"Mother bener." Malik chimed in after swallowing his snacks. "Even I've done something stupid so frustrating. But God still loves me."

"We can't keep lamenting. There are people who love us Son, and if you have something you want to share, We can tell each other."

"What's the point of us being here if you feel lonely? We are a family, and it's our job to share stories. Don't you feel alone again, okay?" annisa's advice.

"And not only we are the family, even your candidate can also be shared." Excited someone who was none other than Aditya.

He sat his body next to the son and rubbed his head. A drop of Bian's tears flowed.

"Males can't be whiny!" exclaims Amier who came with his two nephews and also Asyifa the brother.

"We are there for you, brother!" amier.

Bian felt calm and also warm in the middle of this family. Bian smiled a little, "thank you" he said.

Aditya patted his shoulder. "That's the family's use." Saut Syifa's.

"Oh yes Brother! whose candidate did you mean? tell you dong?" insist Amier want to know and the others are curious.

Suddenly, Bian nodded innocently. "That's yeah? That's actually I'm just kidding." Her speech.

"Well!" yell at everyone. Salim and Salman just glanced at them and continued to eat their ice cream that had been given by the mother.

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At nightfall, Annisa sat in a long chair in the garden, contemplating and repeatedly exhaling tired breaths.

The woman gasped in shock as someone draped a blanket on her back.

She was Aditya, her husband was sitting next to Annisa and of course she reflexively sidelined her sitting to be able to Aditya sit next to her.

"Tired?" ask Aditya. There was no reply from Annisa, the woman just fell silent and slightly glanced to the side then looked forward back.

"May I say something?" ask Aditya, and again there is no answer.

Aditya smiled miris. He knew his wife was still not receiving her presence as a husband for her.

WARM GREETINGS FROM DISAPPOINTED AUTHOR 😍.