
"Darling? It was Arhan already hot," said Eril who had just arrived in the room and found his wife daydreaming while squeezing a flat object next to her hand.
"Ah yes, I was busy watching Master Cakra and Liora," Rahma replied quickly. The woman immediately got up from her seat and did not forget to hold Rahma.
"Looks like you're tired, have a little breakfast, let the mas bathe Arhan." Eril was about to take over Arhan in Rahma's arms, but who would have thought, the woman blocked Eril's hand from touching her son.
"I'm not tired, Mom, I can bathe Arhan myself" Rahma replied.
The woman rushed into the room and took Arhan to the bathroom for him to bathe himself. By now all of Wildan's words had completely taken hold of his thoughts, especially now that Rahma was filled with fear of Zayn's presence that might take her son if there was a chance at another time.
Rahma bathed Arhan painstakingly, occasionally muttering and inviting her son to talk about things, while outside the bathroom, there was Eril sitting on the bedside waiting for her two favorite people. The man began to be hungry, but did not eat breakfast alone, especially knowing that his beloved wife had not had breakfast and only focused on the children.
Eril's smile expands when he sees Rahma and Arhan just came out of the bathroom. The man got up from his seat and approached his wife.
"Honey, just prepare Arhan's needs, let the mas who holds it."
"No, Mas, let me take care of Arhan myself," Rahma refused a second time and it made Eril slightly aware of Rahma's behavior which to him was very different.
"Rahma, are you okay? Is our son okay? Normally you would gladly give Arhan to, Mas. But why do you feel like you're not allowing the mas to touch it?" ask Eril.
"Bu-not like that, Mom. But-but ... I just want to take care of Arhan alone without bothering anyone," Rahma smiled. He turned his body and looked at the husband who had not yet taken a bath. "Mas Eril's better take a shower let's have breakfast together, not breakfast, right?" ask Rahma.
"May it be just a bad thought mas." Eril kissed Rahma's forehead, then rushed to the bathroom, not forgetting to bring a towel and a change of clothes so as not to bother his wife.
Eril stood under the warm shower shower. Occasionally rubbed his face because he felt his body very refreshing. The man will continue to strive to make his wife and son happy, both material and inner. Eril always wanted to be a dream husband and a second parent to his wife who is now far from family.
"Darling, today want to go for a walk? We can take the kids to the playground and enjoy the new atmosphere. I'm sure Arumi and Arhan will be very happy" Eril said. The man sat on the chair while waiting for Rahma to prepare the chicken porridge. This time he did not try to take Arhan from Rahma because he thought Rahma might not be too bothered.
"His arhan must be brought, Mas? If I refuse, will I be angry?" ask Rahma back.
"No, Honey. If you're not ready for the holidays, that's okay. We can just shop today. It just so happened that I just got paid."
"Why did Mas try to get me out of the house with Arhan?" ask Rahma who began to misunderstand the meaning of her husband.
"You mean?" ask Eril.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't accuse you, Mas" said Rahma bowed her head when she realized she had defiantly opposed her husband just because of his current unstable thoughts.
"Hey? My beautiful wife why, hm? Why was his attitude suddenly strange after sunbathing with Arhan? Is something going on?" Eril moved only to approach Rahma who was opposite the dining table.
Rahma equally never questioned Eril's attitude, let alone reject the invitation of Eril who wants to go for a walk on a holiday like this.
"I'm-i'm ...."
"Say, you won't be angry at anything" Eril pinta said in a soft voice.
At that time, Rahma's tears fell without being asked. He felt guilty and helpless for now just because his thoughts were dominated by the fear of Wildan's words.
"Sorry to have suspected Eril, I tried to erase that thought, but still couldn't."