THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
When Apply?

Farhan opened the door to his room. A beautiful face with a natural blush that makes the face look fresh looks clearly reflected in the mirror. However, the owner of the beautiful face did not seem to be paying attention to his face. Especially to admire the beautiful sculpture of the Creator. Obviously not.

Farhan's forehead contorted at the unusual sight in the room. Before opening the door, he said his greetings three times. However, no voice answered his greetings. He had thought Via wasn't in the room.

Apparently, the young mother was sitting in front of the dresser. His gaze was blank, not catching the reflection of a handsome figure in the mirror. It seems, his thoughts are being embroidered neatly so that it takes a high imaginary power, untouched by facts.

Those beautiful eyes were wide. Surprise was clearly visible on his face. His breathing was a little stinged along with his shock. However, he managed to calm down when he knew the owner of the palm that was stuck on his shoulder.

“Hubbiy, when to come? Why know inside? Not usually gini? Usually greetings first ..emph...” words bertubi Via stopped because his lips locked.

The culprit who dared to lock the tiny lips Via was of course Farhan's lips. He was worried about being asked questions by his wife. Farhan intentionally left Via locked for quite a long time until his breathing began to sting.

“Hubbiy naughty! Instead of answering, instead silence Via!” sumpul Via so that the lip lock is released.

“You want me to shut up again, hem?” ledek Farhan's.

Via only formed his lips slightly forward conical. He put on a pouting face.

“Aduh, if this will even make Mas gemes again. Would you like to bite that stuffed like that?”

“Haish! Answer the question first Via!” whinek Via spoiled.

Farhan chuckles. His wife did not realize her mistake.

“What's daydreaming, anyway? Husband comes not welcomed, even dicuekin. Greetings up to 3 times, not answered. It is so, still being interrogated,” said Farhan with a clear face.

Via's open lips form the letter O while his cheeks appear redder. It felt like a deadly counterattack.

“Ber-mean ta—di already greetings? Been a while?” ask Via rather flatly.

“Of course. Indeed Love again think what, anyway?” asked Farhan softly.

Via. Then he got up and pulled Farhan's hand. They sat on the sofa.

“Via remembered Mira's remarks yesterday. Pity him,” lamented Via.

“What's the reason?” Farhan.

“She felt uneasy because there was no clarity on the development of Mas Edi's application plan,” explained Via.

“Not Mas Edi has said that he only delays?” ask Farhan again.

Via nodded. He looks lethargic.

“That time Mas Edi will reason because of the conditions of mourning, we are having a disaster. Now, the disaster has passed. However, Mas Edi does not seem to have rethought his proposal.”

“Maybe because we escaped the danger just now. So, Mas Edi has not had time.” Farhan calms his wife.

“Iya, Darling. But the name is female, such a thing becomes sensitive. Can we do something?” Via stared expectantly.

Farhan. He tried to digest Via's speech.

“Look, Hubbiy talked to Mas Edi so he could re-plan his proposal. Edi was asked to contact his parents. About surrender, let Via and Ratna assisted Salsa who prepared.” Via added.

Farhan nodded. He can accept Via's proposal.

“Wait! Does Love not bother to prepare? Do you have to take care of the handsome Zayn?” Farhan was doubtful.

Via smile. He was relieved that Farhan's tone showed he approved his proposal.

“Take it easy, Hubbiy. Just leave the business of looking for goods to Ratna. Via just give instructions and input. Let us fund Mas Edi's proposal. He will already be part of our family,” Via said.

“Alright if Love does not jump directly shopping. Yes, I agree. Edi has become part of our family and his services are numerous. This time, we thought of her happy day plan. He has often thought of us up to a small problem.”

“Iya, right. Thank you, yes,” said Via sincerely.

“Cok use thank you?” Farhan's forehead creased again.

“Yes anyway thank you,” said Via followed by a sweet smile.

Farhan's right hand immediately extended to Via's shoulder. He was about to grab the nape of his wife. However, that intention was forced to be canceled because little Zayn woke up.

Via chuckled. He got up from his seat and checked Zayn's diaper.

“Oh, pup huh? Bentar, yes. Mother clean first.”

Without disgust, Via took off Zayn's diaper and cleaned the baby. After that, he changed Zayn's diaper.

“Nah, the son of Soleh is clean. Comfortable, right?” said Via while lifting Zayn's body into his arms.

Farhan looked at Via in admiration. He did not think his wife was so good at taking care of the baby. In fact, he knows exactly his wife's only child who has never taken care of a baby.

“Mas amazed by you. Just so mom is already smart to take care of baby.” Farhan sat to the left of Via.

Farhan kissed Zayn's tubers enjoying his drink. A prayer he prayed in his heart.

“Rabbi habli minash sholihin,” he said in his heart.

“May he grow up to be a Soleh child, yes,” said Via.

Farhan smiled and replied, ”That's the prayer I said. Rabbi habli minash sholihin, which means, O my Lord, give me a good conscience.”

Via rubbed Zayn's head gently. The baby looks so greedy gulping ASI.

“Mas stay to pavilion first, yes. Who knows Mas Edi has come home,” said Farhan.

Via. He remains in his position.

Farhan's steps swayed towards the building next to the house.He saw Mr. Nono sitting on his own terrace.

“Assalamaicum. Mr Nono again relax, nih?” greet Farhan.

“Waalaikumsalam. Yes, Mas. Home send Mr. Candra, I just help Ms. Inah betulin same musala faucet litter.” Mr. Nono explained.

“Mas Edi is home?” Farhan asked Mr. Nono.

“Just like it. Motor exists. But I have not met,” replied Mr. Nono.

Farhan is just a ria ooh. He bids his ass off to Edi's room.

“Assalamaicum. Mas Edi inside?”

Not waiting for long, Farhan had already got an answer from within.

“Waalaikumsalam. Yeah, Mas. Login!” Edi answered while opening the door to his room.

Farhan nodded while forming a smile on the lips that had never touched a cigarette. On his right foot he swung to enter the 20-square-meter room.

Minimalist arrangement is presented in the room space. No wall hangings. There is only a clock about 30 cm in diameter. A single-size bed makes the room look roomy.

“Something important, Mas?” ask Edi directly at the target.

“Pengatchat anyway. Long time no chat with both Mas Edi,” said Farhan. He put his ass on the bed.

Edi laughing. It was strange that Farhan only wanted to invite him to an unimportant conversation.

“Mas, when will Mas Edi's parents come?” tanya Farhan started to get into trouble.

“Entahlah. I haven't thought about it yet. At that time I asked them to cancel the intention here because we are in mourning.”.

“Oh, because I died, yes?” ask Farhan.

They both chuckle. Their memories drifted to events some time ago.

“Now it has passed. I survived, just an injury. Why did not Edi continue the application plan?” farhan.

A shadow of doubt swept Edi's face. The man was still silent.

“There's a problem, Mas?”

Edi took a deep breath and threw it away rough. It was as if he was dispelling the trouble that was holding him.

“My stepfather, Mas. When I told him that I was delaying my proposal, he was angry. He thinks I'm kidding. He doesn't trust me anymore,” complained Edi.

Farhan looked at Edi who was looking down lethargic. He felt sorry for the man who was considered a brother.

“Why is Mas Edi's father that extreme?” ask Farhan.

“This is a money issue I promised. After proposing to Mira, I'll give her ten million. Dad assumed I didn't have that much money so cancelled the proposal.” Edi explained in a soft voice.

“Or maybe Mas Edi transfer to make him believe?”

Edi shakes. It seems obvious that he disagrees.

“If you have received the money, he will not come here. Actually, without my father I don't have a problem.  But, how does mom feel? I also take care of his feelings. In addition, without the presence of the father, it could have been the view of the Mira family towards my family to be bad.”

Farhan secretly admired Edi's thoughts. He thought hard about how to help the man.

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Anyone want advice for Farhan so he can nolong Edi? Please comment below. God willing I will visit my brother's work. Thank ye.