WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
The Hotel 2

The simple house with a beautiful atmosphere still looks the same, in a dark room, a girl is studying hard, and cursed by her mother.

“Why did your grade go down?? Why are you so stupid!” the screams were so real in my ears.

“*Hanjaya you traitor!!!”

“Beautiful betray me“

“Do not get in touch with Faisal anymore!!”

“Anjani marry me!”

“Bagas is not a good husband, he is a Gay*!!”

“*My first child is missing, I had a miscarriage“

“Anwar betrayed me, after many things I did*“

“Astagfirullah!!” I was shocked, waking up from my sleep.

“Darling, you why??” Anwar whispered his eyes, waking up to my screams.

“You, nightmare??” tanyanya's worried.

“hhmmhh“ I replied nodding.

“Drink this“ Anwar thrusts a glass of water from the top of the nightstand.

I took it, then drank it.

“Don't mind too much“ He stroked my shoulders gently.

“I want to go home, I miss Fadli“ I rest my head on Anwar's shoulders.

“Let's go home, Fadli is safe with his grandmother, we're so rare aren't we?? Missing a lot of time just the two??” she asked, with her hands still stroking my shoulders.

I was silent, I just wanted to stay close to my son.

“I want to meet my son“ I'm back sulking.

“Patience, have you ever thought of anything?” he asked, making me look up my head, looking at his face that was looking at me.

“What?“ my many.

“Fadli has been one year over, won't you give Fadli a sister??” he smiled meaningfully.

I rolled my eyes, the goal was to take me to this hotel, indeed for that.

“Hmmhht“ my answer is lazy.

“Let's give Fadli a sister, how much will you give Fadli??” ask again, with hands that can not be conditioned.

“Whatever God entrusts to me“ answered me.

“Well, may, as long as you give birth to them“ I replied delinquently.

“If can Jan, then I will do it for you“ he replied confidently.

“Huh ... “ I mocked him while shaking off the blanket.

***

The sky, just turning dark, as we left the hotel, the car drove slowly, on the streets that were not too jammed, themed lights from all sides. Fun, I opened the glass letting the night wind touch my face.

“Jan?”

“Ya?” I turned my eyes to look at my husband.

“You're beautiful Jan“.

I'm downcast, shy “Thank you“ replied me.

“I should say that word, thank you for everything you have done, it is not easy to wade through this household Jan, maybe I will not be strong, he said, if it wasn't with you“ Anwar's left hand stroked my cheek, I smiled and nodded.

“We immediately picked up Fadli ya“, I can no longer hold back my longing for my son.

“Baik“ Anwar continues to drive his car slowly, until we arrive at Mamah Anita's house.

I got out of the car, got into the house in a hurry, immediately met my son, who was playing with his grandmother.

“Fadli!!” I cried, hugging him tightly.

“Bu bu Iam“ replied, hugging my neck is no less strong.

“Mother's son, playing with grandma?” I asked, while showering him with a kiss.

“Nek, grandma, nek“ answers muttering.

“Hay, champ Daddy?? Smart kid, Fadli doesn't rewel Nek??” Anwar rubbed Fadli's cheeks, asking Mamah Anita.

“Of course not, Fadli good boy“ Mamah smiled looking at us alternately.

“You eat first yes, Mamah already ready food for you“ invite Mamah Anita.

“No Mah, we ate earlier, we will be home soon, pity Fadli if it has to go home too late“ I replied.

“Ah, alright“ Mamah Anita smiled, let us go home.

Throughout our journey, Fadli continued to babble, whatever he wanted to say, maybe he wanted to protest, why we left him for one day and two nights at his Grandma's house.

Ah ... Fadliku is, indeed, possessive and jealous like his father.

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