WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
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“Dad, I want to play at Mother's house noontime, said Fadli's grandmother kangen same grandson“ I permission on my husband, to go to Mother's house.

“Later malem aja, when I came home from the office“ Anwar always so, the threat at that time, he really did not play, he did not allow me to leave the house if without him.

“Malem, Fadli must have slept Dad, watch Fadli?” I'm trying to negotiate.

“Alright, don't look at me with such a gaze, I don't like it, you guys can go, but take Bi Lastri and Mr. Anto“ he replied.

“Alright, thank you“ I smiled, approached her, then put a tie on her collar.

“This, the new phone, which yesterday still turn off?” Anwar gave a package containing a new mobile phone with the same brand and type.

“Imacute“ I developed my smile.

“Sama-sama“ Anwar kissed my forehead for a long time, then smiled.

“Let's eat first“ Invite me, then walk in his hand, towards the dining room.

“Hay Tiwi“ I greet Tiwi, when I see Tiwi has been sitting neatly, complete with work clothes, as usual with heavy makeup.

“I Yes bu“ Tiwi nods her head.

I pulled out a chair, then sat down next to Anwar, took a plate, filled it with rice and side dishes, then thrust it at my husband with a seductive smile. Ck, um.

“I mom, sorry“ hesitate Tiwi calling me.

“Iya, why wi??” I stared at him.

“Bo can not?? If I come with Mr Anwar to work?? We'll be in the direction of“, I frowned, confused what to answer.

“Indeed why would I want to be with my husband?” many finally.

“Nothing ma'am, want to save aja“ answers lowered.

I fell silent, fondly, what decision was appropriate for Tiwi's request, if I agreed then I would not be able to see my husband with another woman, yes even though Anwar I believe he is a faithful man, but if I forbid, then this bad soul will thrash.

“Iya, can“ answered me while glancing at Anwar, but the glimpsed instead rolled his eyes.

“I'm busy, and rush“ Anwar replied.

“Dad, don't do it, you guys one way“ I tried to persuade.

“Hmht“ replied, without continuing the word.

I smiled at Tiwi, she might have understood, if she could go to work with my husband Anwar.

“Still ma'am, pak“ replied as he shook his head.

“Iya, equally“ I replied.

After breakfast, I delivered Anwar to the front door, I waved my right hand, while the left hand, tightly carrying my son, did not forget Tiwi also joined Anwar. I smiled at them, delivering their departure with my smile.

“Now we play at grandma yaa“'s house I hold Fadli who I just bathed, then kudandani, my son is so handsome, and the typical fragrance of babies.

He smiled, then held my face with both hands.

“Bi!!” my yelling.

“Iya Bu" Bi Lastri came in prepared.

“Udah ready?? Have Mr. Anto get ready as well ya“ my word to bi Lastri.

“Iya, good bu“ Bi Lastri rewind her steps.

I carried my son, then prepared to ride in the car that was prepared Mr. Anto.

“Hhuuuaaaaaa ..!!!” suddenly Fadli was crying very hard, not usually my son like this.

“Loh?? Fadli why son??” I tried to calm him down.

“Hhuuuaaaa ..” Fadli continued to thrash around holding the door of the room, as if he did not want to leave.

“Loh?? Fadli not leaving?? We'll meet granny“ explained me.

“Nek nek“ replied, suddenly her crying stopped.

“Huh ... huh .. “ answers while mangosteen.

“Good boy, don't cry again ya“ I carried my son out, and got in the car, so did bi Lastri, he got in the car too.

The car went slowly, I enjoyed my trip with babbles from my son, sometimes he giggled, because Bi Lastri invited him to play.

Upon arrival at Mother's house, I immediately went down, with Fadli not separated from the sling.

“Hay grandma's granddaughter“ Hysterical mother welcomes Fadli's arrival.

“Nek nek“ Fadli brandished his hand.

“Iya Grandma, here dear“ Mother took over Fadli's sling from me, I followed Mom inside the house, while Bi Lastri and Pak Anto dropped off my luggage, and Fadli.

“Men bu men“ Fadli sulking.

“What son? Want candy??” ask Mother.

I smiled “Spidermen Grandma, this is her toy Fadli“ I thrust her favorite toy Fadli.

Fadli smiled cheerfully, then he was engrossed in playing by himself, while Mom and I sat watching him.

“Nak, where's Anwar your husband??” ask Mother.

“He works bu“ I replied.

“Emh, your household is fine right??” mother asked, I felt like I wanted to say something, but it was like getting stuck when Bi Lastri joined us.

“Iya bu baik“ I replied, then we began to drift on our chat that went to and fro, until it did not feel time passed and almost afternoon.

I tried calling Anwar, but his number wasn't active from last afternoon, ever since I told him I had arrived at Mom's house.

“Anwar where are you?? Not usually he turns off his phone, usually a little direct video call with his son“ I walk back and forth.

“Why son??” ask Mother.

“Nothing Mother“ I shook my head, brushed off my worries.

“Bi Lastri, we go home yuk, already late afternoon, not yet cooked for Anwar“ take me.

“Iya bu“ Bi Lastri immediately moved on, then cleaned up all of Fadli's toys, and put them in the car.

After saying goodbye to Mom, I returned home, all the way I was silent.

“Hhhuuuaaaaa ..!!“ suddenly Fadli cried out loud.

“Loh?? Why you son?” I stroked my son's shoulder, which was in my arms.

“Hhuuaaaa ..!!“ Fadli was still hysterical, I checked his diaper, but Fadli did not pee, I also tried to give him ASI, but Fadli refused.

“Nak?? Why are you so fussy today?? Unusually?” I held my son, with a chaotic feeling, I could at least watch my son cry.

Along the way, my son continued to cry, whatever he wanted, until Mr. Anto and Bi Lastripun followed anxiously.

Only then, a few meters away to the house, Fadli could calm down, then I began to fall asleep.

I let out a long sigh, upon arriving in front of the house, I immediately got down from the car then headed towards the main door.

Trivandm ...

I pull the door handle “Loh?? How not in the key?? Did Anwar go home?? Ah, yes it's Dad nak“'s car I smiled, it turns out Anwar is home.

I walked slowly, towards my room, intending to see Anwar first, he must be in the room.

I slowly opened the door to my room, not wanting to wake my son, who had just wanted to fall asleep.

Krrriiittt ....

“Anwar!!!! what the fuck???!!!”

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