The Perfect Love

The Perfect Love
The Perfect Love


They still go back and forth between Pontianak-Kuching to follow the tube baby program. The result is still negative. They also had time to Jakarta to do the baby tube program. The result of the tube baby program they live is still expressed negatively by the doctor.


"It's a waste of time and money" Nurpiah told Fahri. They are currently sitting on the porch chairs of the house. Tonight is so hot, maybe it will rain because above them the night sky without a speck of stars.


"Maybe it's not his provision Mak or God hasn't put his trust in us for now."


Fahri himself two hours ago just returned from Rasau Jaya. There was land to buy again. On the ground, he will build a housing complex.


"Not that but your wife brought suwe. "


"Astghfirullah Mak no one is born with suwe in this world."


"When Mak you miss fondling grandchildren."


"I have a grandson from Bang Nizar."


"Mothers want to have grandchildren from you not from Nizar. Nizar is not Mak's son." Nurpiah pressing a sentence is not when saying it.


"Astghfirullah Mak" Fahri took up the distinction for the second time.


"Mak can't say that" Fahri continued with a huff.


"In fact, Nizar is not my real son."


They fell silent later.


"You better be kawen again" Nurpiah said again after a long pause.


"Why not say anything like I don't want to go again."


"You want to see Mak you're dead without having a chance to take a granddaughter away from you."


You who want to go to the porch of the house, deliver a glass containing aloe vera ice mixed with orange ABC syrup and a jar of rice sticks mixed with spices sow balado, stop the step. Not to play his surprise when he heard his mother-in-law told her husband to marry again. His body shook at this moment from shock and both of his legs suddenly became heavy. Two rivers were created from both eyes.


***


Sajadah Andari spread on the floor of the room. He then performed tahajud prayer two rakaat followed by two rakaat witir prayer. After the prayer he prayed so that he could be given a clue to the problems he faced at this time.


The river sprinkled again from his eyes, in each of his prayers.


Without him knowing Fahri saw all that. His heart suddenly became sore when he remembered the words of his mother. How can he share his love again with other women besides his wife.


"Eh, you haven't slept?" quickly Youari wiped away the flowing river from her two eyes and now wet her cheeks. Fahri smiled. He got up from the bed and followed in his wife's footsteps. Establish tahajud prayer two rakaat followed by praying witir two rakaat.


***


"Mom, I want to talk to you." You start the conversation the next morning while they're having breakfast in the dining room.


"No telling what about your tube baby who failed to stay," Nurpiah said in a crisp tone while smearing his bread with rich sri jam.


"Then listen to what you have to say, "Fahri ate his sugar blodar and chewed it slowly.


"I'm sorry that time I didn't want to hear the words of Mak and Bang Fahri. About Mak proposing Bang Fahri should kawen again I agree with Mak's proposal." You say it with a heart he tries to strengthen. He cannot be selfish. Let him give in as long as his mother-in-law is no longer anxious about the grandchild that has long been desired. And pity Fahri if he does not have a successor to his descendants.


"Dad!"


"It's good that you're self-conscious."


"No, I don't agree."


Fahri looked at the eyes of his wife who was sitting next to him. He can capture the sadness and also the constancy in the eyes of his wife.


"Bang!"


"Ndak Dek Abang won't."


"You should have agreed with your wife's proposal."


"Truely this Bang is for our common good."


"Don't see the slightest bit of kindness here."


"Alright Mak will find a woman for your second wife."


"Mom!"


"Bang!"


You gently squeeze her husband's five fingers to make them. Fahri does look riled up at the moment.


"How about I find a wife for Bang Fahri."


"Mak doesn't agree about it later that woman is like you're barren."


"Mom!" hardened Fahri's eyes looked at his mother.


"The reality is."


You try to suppress his feelings so as not to be confused with the words of his mother-in-law who is so spicy.


"If Mak doubts we can do a series of health tests like the one that Bang Fahri and I did back then."


"Who is that girl?"


"Ofers."


NOTE:


Suwe: Shit.


Married or married: Married.


Kid: Want.


Blodar: A type of bread.