
With a shuntai step I re-entered Anggita's place in the care of.
It is not I who carry my feet, but it is my feet that take me wherever he goes.
No one knows that my memory has returned. My family, not even my wife, is aware of it.
At first I saw Sania and Miko sitting in the hall at that time...I don't know why I suddenly felt like I was sitting in that chair, with a woman but not an Angita.
Suddenly my view became clearer.
"Why is Sania sitting in that coat with another man? What the hell's been going on?"
Then I looked at the ring finger of my right hand. "This isn't my wedding ring to Sania, whose ring is it? Why is it curled in my ring finger?"
I remember very well the shape of our wedding ring, because it was Sania and I who went that night to pick and buy it.
When I was at home Miko went to the toilet...There I felt a great pain in my head as I gradually recovered the memory of my past.
Then I got into a dispute with Sania in the hallway next to the house. I desperately held back the desire to long for me to embrace her.
At first I hated it. Thinking she left me to marry someone else, when I lost my memory.
It was I who had unilaterally divorced Sania and decided to marry Anggita.
From there I learned to be patient and try to sincerely let go of being happy with others. I did it all to make up for all my mistakes with him.
It was inconceivable to me how sick and suffering he was when I left him, while trying to bash his bones to make a living on his own to move on.
And how hurt and sick he was, when he heard the news I was married again to Anggita.
"Where is it from? Mamah nyariin papah from earlier.said the doctor tomorrow mamah can already go home."
"Thank God then, mah..." I smiled trying to cover up my grief.
"The father was from the canteen.hungry father, mah!
Madamah slept well, so I can't bear papah to wake up mamah."
"Well, try to call me. Mamah wants to see Ayesha..."
I immediately made a video call with my in-laws.
"Assalamualaikum...We want to see Aisyah..." Sofwan.
Dad's holding baby Aisyah. "Tomorrow Anggit and Sofwan mas go home, pah.kangen same Aisyah.
"Your babies are fine here.don't worry."
"Tomorrow my brothers will also come to visit you and Ayesha."
"Just go home, pah.ngga need to go to the hospital again, we will also want to go home tomorrow."
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I feel happy. I heard the news that Sofwan will enter the office again tomorrow.
"Thank God that your wife is healed, mas.I can't see you constantly in the thickets of sadness."
'Cie...I think someone else is happy, smiling alone.'
"About tomorrow the idol is about to enter the office again, tuh..."
"Ouch...This grace, disturbs people's pleasure.aja."
"Just like this boy, you know I'm sad or happy."
"You again, Matt...You're not going home? Is it overtime?"
"Yes mbak..adik Rahmat need money that is not small, soon will want an automatic exam to pay the exam money, mbak.'the name is also a private school."
"Passion yes, Mat..."
"It's been very spirited, mbak.until it can be tempting mbak Sania."
"You are Mat, your jokes are outrageous.try for example there are other employees who hear, then convey to mother Anggita or Mr. Miko, mateng me, Mat..."
"They won't hear anyone, mbak.lagian this is just a joke doang."
"Sania's sister takes her seriously, like real."
"Bun..again happy yes..kok smile kept me noticed since then?"
"Be happy, well, who would not be happy if he came home to be picked up by his beloved husband."
Miko smiled at the sumringah. "Bun, let's eat yuk first.dad is hungry..."
"The father's feeling was hungry only, where there was fullness."
"This is just kepengen continued from this afternoon, so the father works quickly so he can go home quickly."
"Basic pervert..." I glanced at Miko.
"Bad fucks anyway? Same man wife herself too."
"Where do we want to eat bun? Also ask for a pack for the kids at home."
"In the warung satay it is well.ngga need far away."
We stopped in front of the satay shop. The buyers are very crowded. After ordering to eat here and to take home, we decided to sit on the corner bench.
"We sat there well.so it's good to see out too."
"Hey...Are you Miko? You're Miko, right?"
The two of us were chatting, looking back. A woman who I think is very beautiful said hello to Miko. Her hair was as flat as a shoulder and her eyeballs were as emerald as Miko's.
"Cleo...? Is that you?"
Miko stood up as if she could not believe her vision.
"What are you doing in this city, Cleo?"
"How far from Singapore can you get here?"
"I am looking for you...Miko..."
"Who is this? This is your girlfriend?"
"No.this is my wife..."
"What...?
"I don't think you have any intention of getting married, Miko..."
He smiled while speaking in Indonesian which was still stammering.
"Supply.he reached out to me..."
"I'm cleo..we're friendly start small.neighbor and one university."
"Sania.I shook the beautiful woman's hand."
"Seriously..What are your needs until you get here?"
"I have business, Miko....I'm gonna go find you..." Cleo sneered.
"So where are you staying here, Cleo?"
"In the jewel hotel"
"I am first, Miko...Sanias...See you again..."
"She's so pretty, dad..." While I chew my food.
"We made friends starting small then third grade Junior High School I moved to Indonesia and High School is also here and met with my bidadar!!"
Miko blinked her eyes at me. "If I hadn't moved here, I'd never have met my heart."
"Marling...."
"Mother's going, gombalin Cleo's father?"
"By.but don't have to be near your mother again forever."
"Yes, don't, bun.gthat's a sewot!!"
""Dad likes godain mother.if the mother is jealous it means the mother loves the father."
"Have.. at first eat the satellite, well.lekas we go home.bunda rada not feel good!"
"The head of the mother is dizzy, and the body of the mother feels carefree.maybe the mother catch a cold, well."
"Do you want to go to the doctor, Bun?"
"Do not, well.all brought a break, tomorrow it's better alone."
"But promise yes, bun.if the pain continues, we immediately go to the doctor."
"Yes yeah, don't worry."
"It's only natural that you're worried, bun.that's the sign that you love your mother." Miko shuffled my hair slowly.
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