When Love Should Determine
Chapter 25

Hi readers all, the author apologizes for just being able to up now. For a few days the author was not feeling well.

May you still be faithful waiting for the continuation of the story and give support also for me.

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Larissa has a craving again. This time he wanted to drink the milk of a freshly squeezed cow. Of course Hamzah was made dizzy because of his wife's wishes. Because their house is on the coast, and there is not a single citizen who keeps cows. Especially cows with dairy cows.

"You're craving don't be weird dong!" lamented Hamzah.

"Where do I know. The one who wants it's your son!" answer Larissa pout.

Hamzah sighed. "Where should I look then?."

"Where do I know!. Find where it is, cake, whatever. Do you want your son to be happy?."

Hamzah rubbed his huffed face, sighing violently. "Yes, wait at home. I looked for the cow's milk first!." grabbed the keys and rushed to spur it.

although a little annoyed with the husband's answer, Larissa still smiled happily. It has been imagined in the eye how delicious to drink a glass of warm milk that has just matured, especially with the lumpy part above it.

Hamzah goes around looking for the pure cow milk Larissa wants. No matter where he looks, he won't get it either. Because the area where they live is not a milk producing center.

Hamzah pulled his bike over the side of the road. He was tired of going around in circles. "Huft. Where else do I go to find that milk?" while fanning his body with the clothes he was wearing. Sweat floods the entire body.

Suddenly, Hamzah's gaze was fixed on a stall that was not far from there. The stall sells several types of liquid milk in packaging. "Would I buy that milk, huh? it's both pure milk" he murmured. "Ah, I don't care. Right or wrong, the important thing is that I bought it. I'm tired of being loud."

Hamzah stepped into the shop and bought three small boxes of milk that he thought fit his wife's wishes.

Hamzah whistled happily. Milk is in the hand. Time to go back home. He immediately drove his bike back home. Can't wait to know how his wife reacts to seeing the milk he brought.

"Now, the milk you want" said Hamzah when he was in front of his wife.

"Well, thank you very much, yes" Larissa said with sparkling eyes. She took the package out of her husband's hand.

How surprised Larissa when opening the package. The milk Hamzah bought did not match the milk he wanted. "Entik, what the hell is this?."

"Yes, milk is. Specially? do you want milk?" answer Hamzah relax.

"Yes, I know it's milk. But what I want isn't milk like this. I want pure milk that's still fresh."

"It also comes from pure milk."

"Yes, I know it's made of pure milk. But what I want is not milk like this" Keukeh with his wish.

"Don't be, pa pa pa. Drink that milk. Both are her milk. I had been struggling around to buy milk that loh" Hamzah persuaded, up and down his eyebrows with the intention of melting his wife's heart so as not to get angry.

"If the milk model is beginning mah in the front stall there is also. No need to use a muter-muter to nyari" replied Larissa pouting.

It turned out that Larissa was not angry. "Huft, yes, no pa pa. What matters is that you've made the effort." Hamzah breathed a sigh of relief at his wife's reply.

Although the milk Hamzah brought did not match what he wanted, Larissa still drank it as well. She appreciated her husband's efforts. It is also impossible to throw it away. Kan, dear the money.

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Larissa's delivery is counting days. Hamzah went to sea as usual. Pretty money generated, can make additional costs later.

But tonight, Hamzah is very difficult to develop. The boat owner had been waiting for a long time. Repeatedly Larissa tried to wake him up, but to no avail. "Entik, let's get up. The scouts have been waiting for a long time!" larissa said while shaking her husband's body.

Hamzah just squirmed for a while and put the blanket back together. "Say I'm not coming. I'm not feeling well" he replied briefly and then closed his eyes again.

Larissa sighed, giving up waking up the husband. She immediately came out and conveyed her husband's words to the boss. "Sir, sorry, my husband didn't come. He said he wasn't feeling well."

Juragan looked very angry to hear Larissa's words. "If you don't come, say it from the beginning. Don't cancel when you're leaving."

Larissa took a breath. He could understand the anger of the thief. But he can't do much. If he continues to force the husband to wake up, there is even him who got angry with the husband

Larissa re-entered the room and laid down her body in annoyance. Upset with everything. Upset at the husband for canceling unilaterally, also upset at the boss because he was scolded.

Actually Larissa does not matter if Hamzah does not go to sea, but should have said from the beginning, do not cancel when going out like this. So that no party is harmed.

In the morning, Larissa did her usual activities. But by noon, Hamzah did not wake up. Makes Larissa even more upset.

All day Larissa doesn't talk much. She doesn't care about her husband. She didn't even care if her husband kept cowering under the covers. Although the annoyance is still there, but that is not the cause of Larissa's silence today.

Last night, when he went back to sleep, he dreamed of being visited by the figure of his biological father. The figure he misses so much. The person he wanted to meet the most, but it could never happen.

In his dream, the father was wearing white clothes. Larissa welcomed her arrival with joy. He invited Dad to come in and serve him a drink.

After a long conversation, I went home. But when saying goodbye, a sentence said from the lips of the father that made Larissa's heart restless.

In the dream, Father invited Larissa to join him. Sontak Larissa awoke from her dream. The father has long since passed away.

Dad came back to the divine lap when Larissa sat on the Junior High. At that time he was still living in an orphanage. Larissa's heart is gamang, do not know whether to grieve or not when he got the news.

Friends came to surround him to convey condolences. Some even shed tears. But Larissa looks weird. "What's the matter, anyway? take the show to cry all over?."

"Your father is dead, Larissa!" answer one of his friends.

"Why do you cry? I'm the one left behind not crying?."

"But the one who died was your father. Are you not sad?."

"No!. Why am I sad. I never knew the figure of my real father. I also never felt his presence by my side. So, what am I crying for?"

Suddenly his friends also snapped Larissa's head because they were upset with the answer he gave. But how else, that's how he felt at the time.

That's why all day Larissa kept quiet. He was troubled to think of the words of the father in the dream.