VARSHA
Section 62

...Kala stretches to form a symphony of life in rhythm. Classical chants whisk melodious chants accompanying every step of the episode of life. Varsha every time comes to accompany the story in black ink pen. The smell of the past ushers in a better future. No one knows behind varsha keeping a million harsha in the form of asha....

...***...

It had been five years since Rania decided to return with her husband. During that time there were many sweet memories that they had passed. In addition to the presence of Asha deliver the hope of happiness for his parents.

Spring is underway. The smell of flowers accompanies the beautiful story of the household of Park Rania and Park Jim-in. The bitterness, heartache, and tears of sadness lost erased by Varsha happiness. Sweet, bitter life is common. Allah tests every one of His servants to do good after him.

God is Good, more than we think.

God always gives unexpected surprises at the right time. Rania believes that and now the proof. He has returned to taste the sweetness of the fruit of patience.

The clean white room became his focus this morning. Already a habit after carrying out her obligations, Rania will struggle with kitchen spices to prepare breakfast for her small family.

Occasionally the crescent moon perched on her beautiful face. Relieved already, his feelings were no longer about varsha. Let the name continue to be found in him. Because he believes in it, it leads him to happiness.

In the midst of his busyness cutting vegetables, a pair of burly arms suddenly just jerk hugged his possessive stomach. However, that attitude was not like those days ago. Rania smiled knowing who the owner of the arm was.

"Oppa.." call him.

"Hm." The husband who was closing his eyes enjoyed the fragrance of his beloved wife.

The taper of his chin he landed on Rania's left boat made him a little tired. "Can oppa step aside for a moment? I can't stand your smell." Instantly, Rania immediately released the pagutan arm of the husband and ran to the sink that was not far from its existence.

Seeing his wife spewing something Jim-in was pecking on the spot. His face turned dark with his lips slightly forward. He also sniffed his own body while frowning, astonished.

"Do I smell body? I just took a shower." Tweet slowly. However, the voice of Rania who was trying to pull something out in her stomach again invited attention. "Yes.yeobo. A...would I do that until you throw up like this?" ask her and walk closer.

Rania who was still busy with her activities shook her head slowly. Whether it's a yes or no answer, but making Jim-in sculpting is not karuan.

"Eomma, appa." A five-year-old girl's shrill voice distracts Jim-in. The three-headed man turned around to see his daughter walking towards him. The young father quickly squatted down while stretching out his hands.

Akila smiled happily and ran over to greet the father's embrace. "Eomma why?" tanyanya polo's.

"Darling, eomma says he doesn't like the smell of appa. What's that you like?" ask Jim-in back while whining more than his own son.

Akila instinctively sniffed the niche of her neck slowly. The frown on his forehead looks obvious. "Eve. Oppa, scented. Emm, the scent of Appa reminds Akila of something. Either still in the belly of eomma or where, but this musty smell Akila always misses her." Hearing the princess' words made Jim-in moved. Both of his little beads were glazed. Similarly with Rania who has finished with her business. Smiling should look at the closeness of the father and son.

Rania slowly approached and grabbed the two most precious treasures in her life. A thread of dew seeped in his eyes. A drop of clear liquid laden with happiness flowed on his cheeks. Smiles seemed to accompany them.

Relieved already, the journey taken by many varsha presents an asha forming a harsha. Three words, Varsha, Ahsa and Harsha will always accompany every step that Rania takes. He believes God is the best screenwriter. God knows what is best for each of his servants.

"Thank you for coming into my life. Appa, love you guys." Jim-in replies while doing the same thing as Rania. Gave a warm kiss on the forehead of the two women he loved.

"Saranghae~" the shrill voice of the baby adds to the happiness of his parents.

The harmony of the little Park family is getting warmer. Rania is grateful for what she has now. Let the pain he once soaked on that day as a memory full of learning.

"Assalamu'alaikum, omo." His words instantly distracted the three of them.

"Halmeoni~" cried Akila as she descended from the sling of the father. The old woman greeted him with a warm embrace.

The couple looked in the same direction. Smile expands when things have changed a lot.

"Eomma." Call Jim-in and get closer to her mother, followed by Rania. They also shake hands to let go of longing.

After that, the four headed to the family room. There they talked to each other lightly. It has long felt Rania did not feel the warmth of togetherness. Now God presents people who are called families. They were on one roof and gathered together.

"Whoops!!" in the middle of the chatter, Rania suddenly felt nauseous again. Gyeong looked at her son demanding an answer.

"Rania why? Honey, you've been to the hospital?" gyeong asked worriedly and then moved to sit next to the son-in-law.

Rania shook her head weakly. "Eomma yet. From this morning I felt unwell, dizzy and nauseous." His sister. Hearing that both corners of Gyeong widened and then clasped Rania's hand tightly. "Darling, is it possible that you're pregnant again?"

"Mwo?" now it's Jim-in's turn to answer.

Rania did not immediately answer and think about her in-laws. "Right as well, it's been a long time I haven't gotten the moon coming." His whisper.

"Jim-in, take your wife to the hospital now. Let eomma take care of Akila." Declared. Jim-in nods and takes his wife.

...***...

Rania is currently under investigation. Jim-in who was waiting for him earlier was anxious to wait for the result. A few minutes later the tension was clearly visible on the handsome face of the man surnamed Park. The doctor who handled his wife was sitting opposite him while removing the contents in an envelope.

Rania who was beside him also felt the nervousness of her husband. He was equally curious. Not long ago a measured smile on the beautiful face of the doctor when he saw a row of Hangeul's writings contained in the paper.

"Congratulations Sir, your wife is pregnant. And the gestational age has entered 3 weeks."

Happiness cannot be contained. Jim-in immediately grabbed the wife into a warm embrace. Likewise with Rania, he cried in silence feeling how abundant God gives happiness in his life.

Right, after the pain then happiness will welcome it. Already lost tears of pain now a smile of cheer welcomes him.

Five years of precious time they had spent together. Five years has been a lot of memories engraved in his second life. Jokes and laughter, struggles and tears became heralds of their household. With the fruit of the heart that God brings adds to the perfection of the sacred bond of marriage.