THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
There's Happy

When love binds the hearts of two people, the desire to be close is always tempting. When distance separates, longing also holds the mind hostage. That's what Via felt.

In order to reduce the anxiety of thinking about Farhan, he often drowned in work. Moreover, the absence of Edi makes his work more. Apparently, Edi has not been able to return as planned. However, that was not a problem for Via.

The amount of work that must be completed Via makes him able to forget his mound. He also learned to solve all problems on his own. Brain intelligence is supported by business instincts like his papa makes everything run smoothly.

Before going to bed, Farhan always took a video call about half an hour. The third night they are far apart this makes the longing even more mountainous. Video call can not remove the longing, only slightly reduce the anxiety.

The new clock's short needle inched slightly from the number 9 as Farhan pressed the dial button. No need to wait until the second call, Farhan could already hear the melodious greeting of Via's voice.

“Assalamualaikum, Hubbiy.”

“Waalaikumsalam. What is love?”

“Sedang check the meeting materials tomorrow afternoon. Where is hubbiy? It doesn't seem like a hospital?” Via was astonished to see Farhan's background.

“Jeli highly? Yes, I'm not in the hospital. Deck Azka came home this afternoon. Now Mas is on the plantation to investigate the problem that occurred. Last morning Mas had been in communication with grandfather about the actions that Mas would take. Grandpa Adi handed everything to Mas. And Candra too. Tomorrow morning God willing Om Candra come home,” said Farhan.

“Indeed what happened? Have you unpacked all the plantation problems?” ask Via.

“Mas has analyzed the existing data. Tomorrow morning we'll cross check. Hopefully tomorrow all problems can be resolved so that Mas can go home the day after.”

“Aamiin. Hopefully so. Via already misses,” said Via timidly.

Farhan chuckled at Via's attitude. He felt anxious whenever Via behaved like that.

“You don't think Mas misses? I miss wearing it really. Try if there is a door to anywhere. Mas now home, tomorrow morning to here again.”

Now change Via who chuckles at Farhan's delusion.

“Then, just borrow the same Dora Emon,” proposal Via.

“Dora Emon bag is being repaired,” Farhan grumbled.

Laughter Via is wide. He felt funny, like a child imagining the impossible.

“How is baby dedek? Your content no problem?” ask Farhan seriously.

“Alhamdulillah good. His movements are becoming more active. Wait a minute, Via close to the stomach, yeah. Hubbiy talk to him!” Via. He moved his phone to the stomach.

“Assalamualaikum, Darling,” says Farhan.

“Waalaikumsalam, Dad,” replied Via with a voice made like a child.

“Good in Mother's stomach, yes! Dedek should not trouble Mother. Take good care of Mommy!” said Farhan again.

“Ready, Daddy!” Again Via represents the child in its womb.

“Dad can't wait to see you. Two more months, huh?”

“Iya, Dad. God willing we meet soon.”

Farhan fell silent as he watched Via's stomach move. He looked very closely, and answered.

“Aamiin. Love, your stomach is moving. What is the grandpa move?"

"Yes. Maybe he likes to hear his father's voice. From that moment on," replied Via accompanied by laughter.

"Subhanallah. I want to defend you, honey. Fine, yeah! Now, Dad talk to Mommy first, yes!”

Hearing Farhan's last words, Via turned the phone screen back to his face.

“How about Mas Edi? When is he back?” asked Farhan to Via.

“Pruditional plan earlier. But, there is another problem with his father,” explained Via.

“What problems? Application?” ask Farhan again.

Via nodded. His face turned a little sad.

“The father wants nothing much, the recipe is simple. If necessary, there should be no reception,” said Via in a bitter tone.

“God's Mass. Initially a matter of Mira's family, now a matter of reception.”

Farhan looked furious. He breathed out violently.

“On the reception, actually Om Candra is ready to help, but deliberately did not tell Mas Edi. Om and grandpa want this to be a surprise.”

“O yes? It's good that Om Candra is ready to intervene. Mas wanted to tell Mas Edi not to think about the reception issue.”

Farhan looks happy. His lips developed a wide smile.

“Via is also relieved. Only, Via did not tell Mas Edi because Om Candra forbid. Hubbiy also keep secrets, yes!” message Via.

“Siap, Mr. Princess. It was a long time ago, yeah. Mas will check some documents to ascertain the steps that Mas take tomorrow. Beautiful dreams, Love. Assalamualaikum says. Mmmuaah Farhan ended the conversation.

Via answered the greeting and put the smart thing back. His gaze returned to his laptop monitor screen.

Half an hour later, the young mummy tidied up the laptop and the papers strewn across the desk. He prepares to knit a dream of befriending pillows, bolsters, and blankets.

***

A burly man was sitting behind the wheel. Meanwhile, Via who sat in the back seat still checked the contents of his bag. He seemed to be looking for something.

“Bentar, Mas. The feeling was already I enter the bag,” murmured Via.

“Unfortunately Mbak Via is looking for what?” ask Edi to vent.

“HP, Mass. I have already mentioned you. Oh, here he is tucked away. Ready to go" said Via.

"Okay, we're leaving now" Edi said.

He drove the car to Wijaya Kusuma. Road conditions are quite dense because many users go to the office or school.

Just arrived, Via heard a message notification from Farhan. He immediately took the phone from the bag and opened it.

[Alhamdulillah it's all done. Insha Allah will be in town soon, home. Wait for my return tonight!]

Unwittingly, Via's smile expands as soon as he reads Farhan's message. His lentic finger danced over the screen typing a reply message.

[Alhamdulillah. Via wait 😘]

For a while, Via was still staring at the screen of his phone. The reply message he sent was not opened. On the screen it was shown that Farhan was no longer online. He also kept his phone back.

"Mr Via, can I go to the shop to find Mira?" ask Edi to doubt.

Via looked towards the man. He nodded.

"How about lunch? Let's take Mira's mom out to lunch at the cafe?" proposal Via.

"We? Ma'am Via want to come?" ask Edi wonder.

"Yes if Edi doesn't mind."

"Of course not" said Edi quickly.

"All right, we'll be out at lunchtime." Via immediately entered his room.

After taking a short break, Via was immersed in his work. He stopped because of an incoming call.

"Assalamualaikum," he said without regard to the caller.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Love, this is a video call. Did you see your ears?"

Via jerking. He hastily moved the position of his phone.

"Sorry, Hubbiy. Via had not seen the screen," said Via nervously. He accidentally touched the record button.

"Love, Mas's on his way to town. Mas plans to go to Om Candra's house first to say goodbye while returning his car. After that, we went to the airport."

"Away from the trip to Om Candra's house? Hubbiy himself?" ask Via a little worried.

"About 2 hours. It was with Bang Tedi..."

"Then, where's the guy now?" cut Via impatiently.

Farhan smiled seeing Via's impatience.

"Right now in the workshop. Deflated car tires. Looks like someone's been spilling nails, huh. Two flat tires." Yeah."

"Where is Tedi?"

"Bang Tedi came home first. I was going to come to town. Coincidentally there was a friend using a motor just passing by. He came because his wife was sick, he wanted to get home soon."

"That means Hubbiy is alone?" ask Via to worry.

"Yes. God willing is strong to drive yourself to the house of Om Candra. The tire patch is almost complete" Farhan said, pointing the camera at two people patching the tires.

"Hubbiy be careful, don't speed!" message Via.

"Yes, God willing, we will always be careful, tonight we can meet. Love, don't be too tired! Take care and dedek!" Farhan returned.

Via smiled gently. She was happy when she was noticed by her husband even though every day.

"More on the journey, yes! Tires are already patched. Assalamualaikum says. Mmmm...."

"Vaalaikumsalam. Fiamanillah," whispered Via.

Put the phone back next to the laptop. I don't know why, he was not excited anymore.

Via glancing at the wall clock. It was past 9 o'clock. He immediately rose up to take wudu and prayer duha.

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