
"Let's buy it. Don't cry anymore" persuaded Rival.
"Mama make it pa"
"No. Mama sleep alone, do not move much to be healthy quickly. Papa asked Arben to buy his 'soy sauce' first"
"Yara smiled amusedly as Rival's face was between bewildered and irritated.
Rival invites little Arben to buy the food he wants to ride Rival's dashing motorcycle.
Yara slumped her body on the dining table of her house. Her chest feels a little tight.
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"Have you got Ben? Come home! Mama's alone at home" Arben just nodded. His mouth was about to chew the pot he wanted.
Arriving home, Arben immediately entered the next room to play. Rival looked towards the room, there was no Yara there. Rival looks for Yara in the back.
"Oh my God, deck. Why not rest in the room?" Rival holds Yara's forehead.
"Fever again deck"
"I'm still strong on my way" Yara refused as Rival wanted to lift her into the room.
"It's not time to argue, baby. If you are strong then why? It's not that if you're strong already you're in the room"
Although the weight of Yara is already very felt to be felt. But his love for Yara won't make it hard.
Inside Rival's room lay Yara.
"We're going to the hospital again, baby. I'm worried"
Yara laughed at Rival's anxiety.
"Only ordinary fever. Don't panic like that"
Rival looked at his watch, it was time for Friday prayers.
"Dek. already want to enter the time for Friday prayers. Do you pray first, right? You're okay khan mas stay a while"
"Yes mas"
"Yes, I've asked Arben so you can rest" Rival got up from his seat and rushed to invite Arben. Rival opens the door to the next room.
"O Allah Ben!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" pekik Rival saw the contents of the closet already scattered on the floor.
"Later mas. in order. It's too late to think about that outfit"
Finally Rival let it go, immediately took a bath and replaced Arben's clothes. The clock is getting noon. Rival snatched the prayer mat that was mixed with clothes from the closet. Arben carries his beloved little waist bag. Rival kissed Yara on the forehead and then left for the Battalion mosque.
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Rival took Arben into the mosque and sat Arben next to him. Sajadah he degree then perform two rakaat prayers. The atmosphere was calm and Arben was still in safe condition.
It is time to pray. In the second rakaat, Rival began to worry because Arben took something out of his small bag. When Arben pulled it, the concentration of Rival began to collapse even maybe other worshipers as well. Arben called his mother's lingerie to be the wings of Batman. Circled around other worshipers and had rolled in front of them.
The prayer is over, and the salutation is over. Rival said goodbye because he could not stand the shame caused by his son.
The worshipers could not help but laugh at the sight of their agile and more suitable Danki son in saying wayward.
"That father. There is not the slightest nature of his mother stuck" complained Mr. Suherman.
"His name is also the children of Dan" replied Danton.
"Time to make it may be slanted" replied Danyon casually.
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"Why mas? Arben why cry?" Yara who had been asleep was immediately shocked and woke up. His head feels very dizzy. His sight was almost blurred.
"Your son, carry that shirt to the mosque. Put it where my face is. Malunya mas this you don't help anymore" pointed Rival on the clothes Yara who had been thrown away.
"Sabar.. Arben was a kid. Don't know anything yet" persuaded Yara.
"Given the time when stirring the Arben said Bismillah deh dek. It's like this" complained Rival.
"Huusatt. The child was taken away" Yara reminded.
"Astagfirullah...." Rival massaged his own chest.
eegghhh
"Why baby???? come on, we go to the hospital, you're worried about me" Rival panicked to see Yara.
I'm sorry, I don't want to worry you more. I don't want you to take care of me too much, the wife who troubles you too much for being too weak.
"Sick as this is usual. Her name is also congenital pregnancy" Yara replied convincingly.
Rival was silent, but his heart felt awkward, who did not know how to describe it.
***
"Abang next week has moved to Java. I'm so sad to be away from my nephew" Zein said.
"The name of filling a new position must be ready to be placed where aka. That khan wasn't long just a year over. If Danki's department doesn't move here, I'm most likely back here"
"Surely, too, said Brother. Good with brother. My niece will be born in Java"
Zein felt his heart was not as it usually was. Away from the nephew made him sad as well because he was used to playing with Arben. Arben was also very close to Ay and Yasmin. Zein has two daughters and Rival will have two sons.
***
Rival lifted the suitcase and some other bags. Yara had already said goodbye to the Battalion's other mother. Today Zein escorts Yara to go with Rival, accompanying her husband in a new place of duty.
Yara hugged Mutia, Yara rubbed Mutia's face.
"You're the best wife for my sister. Don't get tired of accompanying her. I'm sorry if my sister always bothers you. Promise me you'll always love him"
"Yes, sister, I promise" replied Mutia sobbing. Yara turned to the face of Zein.
"We'll never fight again Zein. You're brother's pride. Brother is eager to hug you" the 'sister' of Yara's name just this first time Zein heard. He felt foreign, this first time also his heart was so pained to hear him.
Yara strongly hugged Zein's body, leaning her head on the shoulder of her only sister.
"Dear your wife. She's your best woman after mom. Brother leave mom and dad to you. Don't cut off communication with your brother! Believe me under no circumstances will Rival hurt me." "
If your brother is at his weakest point, raise his heart and don't leave him. Brother please" Yara looked at Zein's eyes.
Zein had a hard time deciphering Yara's current feelings. Unusual hugging Yara like this, also the name of the brother is firmly attached to Zein's heart.
"Don't hug me carelessly, I'm married" Zein said, releasing his awkwardness.
Yara smiled and saw Zein.
"Cckk Lebay, we'll see you later. Silly fool" Zein screeched bitterly.
"Yes.we will meet again later (Yara tiptoes kiss Zein's cheek). I love you so much Zein"
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