THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Mourning Mood

The drizzle drizzle is getting heavier. Their clothes began to get wet. However, it was not long before Via's body had been protected from rainwater. An open umbrella protects it from falling water droplets. The umbrella holder patiently waited for Via to rise. He did not care about his sturdy body starting to get wet.

“Ayo, home! Poor the child in your womb. If you do not take care of your health, your child will also be affected,” said Ms. Aisyah. Beside him, Mr. Haris stood guarding his wife.

Via stared at the mound of land sprinkled with flowers. He slowly stood up while holding his distended stomach.

Behind Via, Edi continued to follow the master's movements. He continued to protect Via from the raindrops that were increasingly heavy.

With heavy steps, Via left the new tomb. As if he didn't want to leave his girlfriend, he wanted to be together. Other relatives followed Via's steps.

Arriving at the front gate of the tomb, the car was prepared.They entered the car that brought them to the house Via.

“Via, you eat first, yes! You haven't eaten since this morning, have you?” ma'am Aisyah said as soon as they got home.

“Via is not hungry, do not want to eat,” said Via slowly. He sat on the living room couch.

“Mother. But, you have to remember, what needs food is not your body. The baby in your womb should also be thought of. You don't pity?”

Via looked at his bunda with a sad look. Tears are back in her eyes. He recalled the father of the baby still in his womb.

Finally, the Via. He stepped slowly into the dining room. Only 5 spoons of rice made it into his stomach.

“Drink this milk. At least, your child is not too deficient in nutrients. Right now, your son is in a crucial stage. Fetal brain development in the development period . Other vital organs such as the lungs are also in the maturation stage. You want your baby to be healthy, right?” bu Bu Aisyah.

Finally, the Via. He finished the glass of milk that was prepared.

Via farewell to the room. He felt his body was not strong. His head was a little dizzy.

Once in the room, he threw his body into the bed. He's not sleepy. He took the cell phone out of his pocket. He saw pictures of Farhan.

“Hubbiy, why would Hubbiy leave us? Hubbiy doesn't want to see our son born? Hubbiy tega our son can not meet his father?” lament Via lirih. Tears escaped so quickly that they flooded his cheeks.

Jemari Via continues to dance on her phone screen. He saw photos of his friendship with Farhan. His stomach was already big. It was clear movement from inside his stomach. The Inner Via is getting sliced.

“Dek, Mommy is happy with your presence. Dad too. We look forward to your moment of presence. Ah, unfortunately your father even left us before he met you,” said Via lirih. There were unceasing tears rushing down his cheeks.

“Tok..tok...tok” Sounded knocking room door Via.

“Assalamaicum. Via sleeping?” Bu Aisyah's voice sounded from behind the door.

“Waalaikumsalam. Enter, Mother!” answer Via with a hoarse voice.

“Can't sleep?” ask Bu Aisyah softly.

Via shook his head slowly. The phone he put next to him.

“Via can't sleep,” says Via.

“By Farhan keep on?” ask Ms. Aisyah again.

Via took a deep breath and replied softly, “Iya, Bun.”

“Via, Mommy can understand how you feel. Mother is also female. But, you also have to remember the child in your womb. Fight for him. At least, it is a relic of Farhan that you must take good care of,” advises Bu Aisyah.

Via downcast. His hand rubbed his stomach.

“Via, you have to move on with your life. You must be able to rise! Via, Mommy once said that many people love you. Mother of your parents, you can lean on Mother before finding the right person to replace Farhan,” said Bu Aisyah softly.

Via jerking. He shook fast.

“No! Via will not be looking for anyone to replace Mas Farhan. Mas Farhan position can not be replaced by anyone!” reject Via firmly.

Ms. Aisyah was silent. He did not want to argue with Via this matter. Bu Aisyah understood the feeling Via was still shaken.

“Whatever your problem, you must remember that God is the main place we lean on. Family is the closest person you can make a backrest in the world. So never feel alone! Especially now there is your grandfather da nom.”

Now, he has more family. Many people love and protect themselves. However, losing a partner while pregnant is really stifling.

Ms. Aisyah continued to pay attention to Via's condition. Although he was also shaken by Farhan's departure, Bu Aisyah tried to look tough in front of others, especially Via. She showed her fragility when she was with Mr. Haris, her husband.

***

In the living room, the men gathered to talk about the fate of Via. They are concerned about the future of Via. She was young, had great potential, abundant material wealth, but already bore the title of widow.

“Very risky figure like Via living unaccompanied. Moreover, she soon gave birth. His son certainly needs a father figure,” said Mr. Adi.

“True, I agree with Mr. Adi. Violent business competition could threaten our lives Via and great-grandchildren. Do we just match him after his id period runs out later?” the Esang Probo.

“Did you have a candidate? How much spirit does it seem?” chirped Mr. Haris.

Eyang Probo smiled faintly.His gaze was circulated to all corners of the room.

“Of course I already have a plan.”

“Meanings?” asked Bu Aisyah who suddenly nongol to the room.

"Eh Aisha. Via's asleep?" eyang Probo asked a little surprised.

"It has. Hopefully he can sleep. Aisyah heard that Eyang had plans for Via. How's Eyang's plan?" urged Bu Aisyah.

"I don't want Via to linger widowed. Not good for him. However, not just anyone could also replace Farhan."

Eyang Probo paused for a moment. His chest tightened after mentioning Farhan's name.

"Eyang wants a person who clearly loves Via, his religion is good, can be a father to Via and Farhan's son. Which I think, that figure is on ... Azka's."

People gasped at the suggestion of the Eyang Probo. They stared at the 70-year-old grandfather to ascertain his seriousness.

Eyang Probo nodded steadily. There was no sign of him joking.

"Azka's Farhan's sister, right?" Mr. Candra insists.

"Yes. Precisely because he was Farhan's younger brother, Azka was clearly able to accept the child who was also his nephew. About morality, Haris and Aisyah certainly understand." Eyang Probo explained the reason.

"Married also about the heart, Eyang. We can't impose our will" Ms. Aisyah said cautiously.

"You can't capture your own child's feelings? Do you not see any hidden love in Azka's heart for Via?" ask Eyang Probo.

Ms. Aisyah and Mr. Haris gasped. They never thought about getting there. Mr. Haris immediately tried to calm down.

"Dad, about getting married Via maybe we'll talk about it some other time. He also had to live out his id. There's another urgent matter. Who took Farhan's place in Dad's company?" Mr. Haris switched the conversation.

Mr. Adi and Mr. Candra nodded in agreement. They agreed to talk about it.

Meanwhile, on the terrace there is a girl who is arranging hearts because she accidentally heard the family talk Via. His heart beats knowing the plan of the Eyang Probo match Via with Azka, the man who stole his heart.

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