Love For Love
Grieved
Ardi's body was buried that day. Sadness is seen from the beautiful face of a Love. The same thing was felt by the real Ark. He truly felt the loss of a father, whose affection he had longed for so long.
After the funeral was over, Cinta and her husband returned home. The mourners who came slowly began to leave the funeral home. Most of them are Neighbors and also Arka business partners in the Office.
The house that was originally crowded with mourners was now back quiet, leaving only the residents of the House who are currently in a state of mourning and also very injured.
Love seems to be curled up in bed. Her tears did not stop rolling, her chest even felt extremely tight. Her eyes were reddened as well with her petals that were now swollen.
Chequek!
The door of the room was opened, Arka the husband went in there with a glass of warm milk for his beloved wife. He walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Darling! Bring warm milk for you, in the first drink yes, you have not eaten from for you," pinta Arka soft and affectionate.
"I'm not hungry, Mom," replied Short Love.
"It's just warm milk, baby. I know you're not eating, but still, you should drink something at least."
"Mas! If I say I don't want to! Don't make me dong!" Love suddenly screams.
"Yes yes, I will never see you again. The glass Mas keep here yes, you can drink it if you are thirsty later," soft Arka again.
He was not at all angry at what his wife had just done. Arka understood very well that his wife's condition was not okay. No one can treat the pain of being left behind by someone we care about so much, especially by our own parents.
Arka Wijaya rubbed his wife's head gently and affectionately. He could only stare at the face of Love that was currently closing both of his eyes perfectly.
"Mas came out first then," said Arka later, and was not responded to by his wife at all. He also came out of the room.
* * *
The day changed and the time passed very quickly. Every minute, every hour, even every day lived by Love feels empty. One month has been too, but until now the sadness felt by the wife of Arka Wijaya was not completely disappeared.
She even forgot her role as a wife. However, it does not necessarily make Arka's love for his wife reduced. Again, the patience possessed by Arka Wijaya is as wide as the ocean.
"Hm!" The girl simply replied with a mutter.
"Eu ... Later in the night it seems like Mas came home late, you just sleep first, do not wait for Mas."
"Hm!" Again Love only answered with muttering. She did not even turn her head in the direction of her husband, until the husband completely walked out of the room.
* * *
Nightfall.
Love gets up and sits straight on the bed. He also stared at the wall clock which is now showing at 23:00 p.m. The girl looked around and found her husband was nowhere in the room.
"Mas Arka really hasn't come home yet?" muttered Love immediately came down from the bed.
He also walked out of the room. For some reason, there is anxiety tucked away in the depths of the heart of the deepest Love. Because this is the first time Arka came home late at night. She sat in the living room, hoping her husband would come soon.
Until finally, a taxi car stopped right in front of the fence. Love, of course, was surprised because her husband always carried a car wherever he went. Tonight, he came home in a taxi.
"Mas Arka? Take a taxi? Where's car?" muttered Love, peeked out from the curtain curtain then immediately opened the door for her husband.
Chequek!
The door was opened, Love saw with his own two eyes, Arka Wijaya staggering like a man who was drunk.
"My wife, baby, you're finally awake. Did you know that this husband really feels lonely?!" ask Arka with a shrill tone of voice like a drunk.
"Mass? Was Arka Drunk?" tanya Love frowned.
SERIATE
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