
The morning greeted me back. There was a noise from inside Rais' house. Today is the day that Ara will return to service, while Rais will return to activities as usual; namely peddling milk merchandise. Before Rais peddled milk, the young man took the initiative to take the wife to work.
"Mi .. pardon Abi, huh?" said Rais, so that made Ara scrunch up the jidat.
"Sorry why, Bi?"
"Because Ummi works. Abi only sells milk. Abi's afraid, Ummi's ashamed."
"Abi ... if Ummi is ashamed, why did Ummi accept Abi as Ummi's life partner?"
Rais. He was so ashamed of Ara. How not. Ara was a doctor, whereas she was just a traveling milk vendor.
"If Abi is ashamed. Ummi will stop working." Ara smiled.
The beautiful woman did not want to burden the inner husband. After all, Rais was the head of the household. If he offended Rais; he failed to be a good wife. That's Ara's mind.
"Don't, Mi! Papa same Mama sent Ummi to be someone who can be useful to others."
"It's okay, Bi. Being a doctor doesn't have to work in a hospital." Again Ara strengthened the heart of Rais.
"I mean Ummi?"
"Umii will stop working soon. Maybe if we have enough savings. We will open up the practice at home. How, Bi?"
"This must all be discussed first with the Ummi family. Abi won't want Ummi to regret it."
"Abi? Abi is the head of the household. Abi as his captain. Ummi promised himself Ummi. If Ummi doesn't want to make Abi bad for Ummi."
Suddenly the mood became quiet. Ara again tidied up her clothes that had been attached to her body. Linking the ash-colored hijab, adding to the look of his face more ayu.
Rais is back in the kitchen. The man was still thinking about his chat with his wife in the room. Did his words really not offend Aram? Rais masig.
"Abi? Anterin Ummi work first. After that, Abi picked up Mila, huh?" pinta Ara from behind the door.
"Astagfirullah .. yes, today is Abi's schedule to pick up Mila."
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Arriving at the hospital where Ara served. The woman in a white coat with an ash-colored hijab was seen heading towards a room. Apparently Ara had already made up her mind to regsign from her workplace. However, for a while he only submitted his resignation through oral. If it is in Acc, then Ara took the initiative to submit his official letter.
"doctor Ara why suddenly want regsign? No joys?" Ask someone to Ara.
"Emh .. Not really! It's a family. Focus on the husband."
"Whose husband quit his job, doc?"
"Yes." Yeah."
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Dusk afternoon was so illuminated with a magnificent panoramic radiance of yellow to emasan. Ara it's time to get home from work to be picked up by Rais. The woman was seen at the entrance of the hospital.
"Assalamualaikum .. how sweet is Abi's wife?" asked Rais when he got in front of Ara.
The man was riding a red duck motorcycle, complete with a helmet attached to his head.
"Waalaikumsalam .. how does Abi know that Umi is seneng again?"
"Sight from the look."
"Yes ... Ummi's done regsign, Bi."
"What?"
"Later the story at home. Kuta go home now."
"But, Mi?"
"Ssssttt .. let's go home first. I miss the same Mila."