
17
Tears continued to flow from both of Naura's eyes soaked her shoulders. The sadness that this week the girl is damned, can no longer be covered. He cannot keep it alone. Behind Irma's shoulder, Naura spilled her sadness even though it was only with tears.
For quite a while, Naura cried in the arms of the older brother without saying a word. In fact, Irma who repeatedly asked was not answered.
"Bless you, brother, it's going to be where I lean." After being satisfied to spill all the sadness that stuck, Naura also broke her embrace and wiped the tears that were still dripping.
Irma nodded. "What's the problem? Same story brother do not hold his own. Later we find a solution together," said Irma, pretending not to know with the drama of her sister-in-law.
"Eitherway. I don't know what the problem is either. I was also confused, Brother," said Naura who began to control herself again.
"Are you and Dimas having a fight?" ask Irma again.
"I don't know what to answer, brother. I didn't know if we were fighting or not. I don't understand everything that's going on" Naura replied. "Without any obvious cause and reason, he suddenly quieted down like a stranger."
"Try you to speak kindly to your husband, there may be an attitude or deed that Dimas thinks is wrong and makes him upset." Irma tried to give advice.
Before discussing the problem he faced with others, Naura had actually tried to solve it herself. He did what Irma said. Not just once, Naura asked Dimas to speak, but there was never any response from her husband. There was no bright spot as he could not communicate well.
"He should have talked to me, brother! Where is my fault, so that I can fix it" said Naura. "But, this is not. Could he be bored with me? And she already has another woman, so she'd rather just shut me down and be looking for an excuse to leave me?" continued.
Those bad thoughts always haunt Naura this week. Remembering Dimas who never touched her at all. In fact, the man who had not been able to get far from his wife, this week chose to sleep separately in the guest room.
"De, don't think like that! I'm sure Dimas isn't that kind of person. Big brother knows he loves you so much, there's no way he's thought that far. It could be that your husband is having a hard work problem to get carried away to the house. Don't think negatively, De."
Naura pulled the tip of her lips slightly upwards. He smiled bitterly, when he heard the brother's words. "Hopefully what I think is not reality. But, the one that I should never forget that human has the gingsir owah sipat. I am always complacent with all his behavior forgetting that humans can change," he said with a smile that was forced to appear.
"De—"
After which, Naura changed the topic of their conversation. She prefers to talk about the store and Irma's pregnancy. Naura recounted the good times of conceiving Kayla, slightly forgetting the problems that were being faced by remembering all the good memories that had occurred. Then, go home from Ranti when the time is late afternoon.
After Naura's return, Irma also returned to her house which was only five steps away. She could not wait for her husband to come home and asked how far they had come to make the plan they called neatly arranged.
No matter how long people are waiting to go home. Irma immediately greeted her extremely tired-looking husband with a fluffy smile.
"Is Bubu waiting for Baba to come home?" andre approached the wife who was sitting on the porch.
Irma nodded, then kissed her husband's hand. He who was about to bombard Andre with a thousand questions immediately ignored his intentions when he saw the tired face of the husband. Andre hugged Irma's shoulder, inviting the woman into the house. Andre and Irma entered with their thoughts fixed on their respective younger siblings.
Andre who had contacted Bara and asked about the state of Friska in the office increasingly convinced that his sister liked Ryan and it managed to make his head dizzy, because his sister was not the type of person who never gave up. He was a little pessimistic, if his sister would listen to him.
***
The goddess of the night had arrived with a black veil covering her, with neither the moon nor the stars. Naura, who had been very tired of taking care of Kayla all day, seemed to have fallen asleep since after the incident. The eyes look puffy because before going to bed again and again Naura cries.
Unbeknownst to the woman, Dimas enters the room. He kissed Kayla who was sleeping on a special bed located beside her bed. Then he approached the sleeping wife. However, Dimas could still clearly see the remains of tears on his wife's face. He who had heard the wife's complaint about her from Irma, seemed to be scanning every inch of the face that always made Dimas want to touch and enjoy it.
"Have I gone too far in pranking you? I don't sleep in the room with you, I make distance not because I don't love you anymore. I'm just afraid of khilaf because every near you I always can't control myself and instead make everything messy. I want when the time comes we can feel the sensation of a newlywed that we never had time to feel. Trust me. I love you so much! Even I would die just for you! Don't ever think that I don't love you anymore! That feels really painful." Dimas obscured every curve of Naura's face with his fingers. "Two more days your dream will soon be realized. Don't be angry again, yeah! I love you so much" said Dimas, then kissed Naura's forehead, eyes and lips.
Meanwhile Naura just squirmed with a glaring smile. Subconsciously, he also dreamed that Dimas was touching him so affectionately. Finally, he woke up and realized that everything was just a dream.
"It turned out to be just a dream. There's nobody here" he said softly, then got up to check on Kayla, who was still asleep. "Sleeping well Mama's favorite," muttered Naura as she landed a kiss on the child's chuby cheek.
Then, Naura returned to her bed and chose to resume her sleep.