The betrayal of my husband
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Bagas, who heard his wife rumble, woke up from his sleep.

Now he's better. Bagas slowly got down from his patient bed to the wife who was asleep on the sofa.

"Darling..."

"My son, huhu hu.." cried Nadin when he woke up.

His breathing was irregular, his chest rose and fell in rhythm with his breathing, his clothes were wet from the cold sweat pouring out of his porch. Then she hugged her husband and cried on the chest of the field belonging to the husband.

Bagas immediately embraced Nadin with affection.He let the lover of heart to vent his feelings.

"Darling why are you?" tanya Bagas after Nadin's cry subsided.

"Our son, one of whom did not survive..."

"Sutt.already, it's just a dream..."

"But what if that happens?"

"Darling can't su'uzon loh...."

"But I'm afraid...."

"Yes, now you take a deep breath...."

Nadin obeyed her husband.

"Hold, close your eyes, Istighfar in your heart, then breathe out slowly through your nose...."

"Huh...."

"It's quiet?"

Nadi nodded, although his tears were still flowing, but his heart was calm again, his breathing was regular.

"Dear dream what hem..."

Nadin told me his dream.

"It was just a dream, probably because dear sleep in the morning and do not pray...."

We are advised not to sleep after dawn until eleven o'clock. Because sleep at this time is much 'dangerous' than the benefits. One of the ingredients is the trigger of hypertension.

Nadin recalled thinking back, whether he had prayed before going to bed.

"Hehehe, it turns out I'm not doing a prayer..."

"Well eat it, dear nightmare...."

"It's a yes.." Nadin muttered.

"Have you done it?"

"Udah, it's the mas in his care using affection by affection, so the spit is healed...."

"Hem dreadlocks..."

"Well, really, love don't want to be cured hem...."

"Yes, I have a debt with me....."

"Utang?, noticed that mas never owed you that... "

"Who said?, I promised to take me to the beach....."

Promise is the same as debt. If someone makes a promise and is not kept, the person who makes the promise owes the person who promised. The same is the case with debt, if someone is in debt, then it is mandatory to pay it. If not, the person will have a debt until his promise is kept, and the debt is paid off.

"Dear dear, inget ko....."

"Hemmm, aren't you going to sleep again?"

Tok tok, someone's knocking on the door. Nadin immediately got up, then walked towards the door.

Chequelek

"For mba..."

"Morning..."

"I want to check the condition of Bagas mas." said a nurse.

"Please sus....."

A nurse came in with her equipment.

"For Bagas..."

"Some sus..."

"The power is healthier..."

"She's the one who took care of my beloved wife" looked at Nadin

"I checked it out first..."

"Lt's sus..."

The nurse performed a series of checks on Bagas. The nurse also asked a few questions.

The nurse also replaced the hard-to-use blood bag with a bag filled with intravenous fluids.

"This is the feeding tube when to unplug it?" ask Bagas

"I asked Dr. Dio first..."

"Yes..."

"There's another question?"

"Thanks..."

"I'll excuse you first..."

"Please sus.." replied Nadin.

Nadin led the nurse to the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum dear.." said a middle-aged parable.

"Wa'alikussalam...."

"How are you doing with Bagas?" ask Naila

"Alhamdulillah has improved, let's enter mah, well..."

"Yes..."

They also enter.

"Dear, how are you feeling better?"

"Alhamdulillah is already mah..."

Pluk, Bagas throws a pillow at Naila and is on target.

"This is what the hell you are." protested

"Honey, Naila naughty tuh, I will be sick again, time in ledekin.." said Bagas spoiled.

"The base is spoiled.." Naila said again.

"Basic riceh adek kaka.." Nadin muttered.

"Honey the porridge has been eaten?" ask mama Ais

"Udah mah, thank you..."

"Same-sama darling...."

"Gas, dad, ma'am with Naila, will be home in the afternoon...."

"It's not papa." replied Bagas.

"Wait until Bagas gets out of the hospital?" ask Nadin

"With fear of going over, Naila will have to go to college...."

"Oh..."

.........................................

Bagas is now drinking sea water with Nadin. Enjoy the pounding of the waves, and the breeze. Both of them stuck their feet in the direction of the waves.

Yes, Bagas is back to health, after 5 days in hospital.

"Yes..."

"Yes dear"

"Eating tempe mendoan yu..."

"Come...."

The two also rose to one of the stalls lined up neatly on the beach.

"This one is a war..."

"Ready baby, come on...."

"Yes...."

Both of them stepped into the stall, then sat in the long chair that was already available.

"Please mas mba, what message would you like?" said the shop owner

"Tempe mendoannya 4, same tea anget 2 yes mba...."

"Ready, wait for ya...."

"It's mba." answered both.

"Yes..."

"Yes baby..."

"Later to go home stop by my supermarkets yes mas...."

"Ready...."

"Please order it...."

"Thank you mom..."

"The same...."

Bagas and Nadin start eating tempe mendo'anny.

While enjoying the food, suddenly smelled like an unpleasant smell. Nadin ran straight to the public toilet.

Bagas followed him immediately. And straight through the nape of the wife.

"Darling you ain't papa?"

Nadin shook his head, he felt limp after spewing out his entrails.

"We pay for the food, then go home.."

"Yes, um..."

Bagas and Nadin returned to the stall earlier. The smell is still not gone.

"The MBA is nauseous mas.." asked the shop owner's mother.

"Mom, how many were you?"

"Everything so 30 mas, mba his nausea because it's mas. "appoints a man who is smoking, with the appearance of dreadlocks, clothes torn here and there and pants are also the same.

"Oh..." I immediately understood who that man was.

"He was always there in this beach area." explained the mother, while giving change.

"Thank you mom...."

"The same as...."

"Let's go, baby.." took his wife.

"Yes mas...."

They both walked to the parking lot. After arriving at the car, Bagas immediately opened the door for Nadin.

"Please enter the princess..."

"Thank you mas.." smiled sweetly.

"Same-sama darling..."

A small bagel circled his car, and then he got in.

"Tau tau?"

"Yes not yet dong, baby not yet the story..."

"Hmmm...."

"Well, what story do you want?" start running the car

"First when I was a child, yes at least 5 years old, I was the same mother watching a jog in one of the decet musola of grandma's house, continued the time there ODGJ (People In Mental Disorders), continued, the one holding my arm against my cheek..........."

The tradition of Kuda Joget, is one way to celebrate when the children khatam Al-Qur'an for the first time, or for the meeting 'manten', and other important events.

The tradition of Kuda Joget is thick with the characteristics of one of the cities in the province of Central Java.