
"Papa and Aunt Sylvia are not married." Elvan rubbed gently on Zayn and Zea's cheeks alternately. "Papa and Mama are together now, so, we will forever be a whole family for Zayn and Zea." Elvan explained to the two equally intelligent boys.
Sylvia was hot to hear Elvan's reply, her heart slashed, very sad. Again he had to give up the person he loved for another woman. This time it was different, but it felt equally painful.
Marisa saw Sylvia crying. As a woman, she certainly understood the pain Sylvia felt at that time. However, he himself could not provide support, considering he himself did not know the woman.
"Buck…." Marisa codes for Elvan because she can't bear to see Sylvia cry.
Elvan understood his wife's intentions.
"Syl, are you okay?" ask Elvan.
"I go home first, I'll tell you again if I want to see Mami Papi." Sylvia immediately grabbed her bag. "Bye Zayn." He gently rubbed Zayn's head.
"Be careful" said Elvan.
Sylvia simply nodded then left the cafe.
Marisa saw sincerity in Sylvia's eyes as the woman rubbed Zayn's hair.
That afternoon, Elvan and his wife and two children enjoyed their time together at the Mall.
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The moonlight combined with the twinkling of stars illuminated Marisa's heart that night, after her encounter with Sylvia this afternoon, she came to think of many things. About Sylvia being hurt, about Grandpa Darma still hating her. And about Grandpa's request for polygamy.
Elvan saw his wife daydreaming on their rooftop swing, then he approached the woman who only wore a thin top and a knee-length skirt.
Elvan smiled enjoying the expression of his wife's face, sometimes her forehead wrinkled to unite her eyebrows, but a moment later she shook her head, no matter what she was thinking.
Elvan then went into his room again, opening the closet very slowly, afraid to disturb his children who had been sound. He looked for something there, then smiled happily when he got something interesting for him. Quickly Elvan came out to meet his wife, and it turned out to be true, the woman was still in her original position, swinging slowly with wide eyes and thoughts that were somehow floating around.
"It's cold, dear" said Elvan in his soft voice, then put the jacket on his wife's body.
"Mas…. Kok is here anyway, not just in the workspace anymore, yes" said Marisa who was not aware of the arrival of Elvan.
Elvan pulls his wife's body into his arms. Gently peeked at Marisa's forehead. And hugged him tightly.
"Mas has been watching you from earlier, you're the one who daydreams constantly." Elvan cupped his wife's face with both palms. "What's the hell?" asked Elvan who was now looking seriously into Marisa's eyes.
"No, I don't daydream anything" said Marisa, now smiling.
"Dear, I love you, I love you so much. Is it after being separated from me for a long time that you still feel the same?" elvan asked, both eyes trying to dive into Marisa's feelings through those beautiful eyes.
"I love you so much too." Marisa then hugged her husband tightly, and hid her face in the chest of Elvan's field. I am so grateful to be back with Elvan.
"Mas feels so guilty, making you go through pregnancy also gave birth alone, forgive your husband dear." Elvan returned Marisa's warm embrace, she closed her eyes trying to channel her love through the warm embrace.
Marisa breaks her arms around Elvan's body. The woman who is now wrapped in a warm jacket owned by her husband again looked at the beautiful face that is always maintained, although fine hairs began to be seen around the chin and over her lips. There was sadness, sadness, and regret that he could see clearly in Elvan's eyes.
"You know, Mas, I gave birth to them without pain" said Marisa, who began to recall events five years ago.
"Oh yeah." Elvan was in disbelief at Marisa's words. "Am I the only one who feels the pain?" elvan asked who also recalled the past five years ago, when he was in excruciating pain, pain that could not be explained with words. Even doctors were unable to deduce what illness Elvan suffered when Marisa gave birth to it.
"Mas, what pain?" marisa asked who was still linking her fingers behind Elvan's body.
Elvan moved her face closer to Marisa. "It hurt a lot in the waist, it was hot, it hurt, it hurt a lot." Elvan put his forehead on Marisa's forehead. "And tomorrow morning Mas met Zayn," he said weakly, as if he was feeling guilty because at that time Marisa also had to separate from Zayn.
"Oh yeah, did you feel the pain?" marisa didn't believe her husband's explanation.
"I can't even imagine what Mas feels like" said Marisa who then smiled happily.
Elvan saw his wife laughing while covering her mouth and became anxious. "Are you happy about the pain?" asked Elvan who then tried to take off his wife's hand that covered his mouth.
"No, but I'm glad Mas, because I fought Mas who was in pain, God is really fair," said Marisa who avoided her husband, she now even ran away from her husband.
"If you're going to catch up, it won't go away." Elvan stood up, still in the same place as he sat approaching Marisa earlier.
"Take aka Mas, I'm not afraid," said Marisa who has now been quite far from Elvan.
"Okay, we'll see." Elvan walked over to Marisa. But the woman instead ran further away while occasionally laughing.
"Later we try to have another child, baby, so Mas can know how you if you are pregnant again big." Elvan is still walking slowly.
"Mas want to see me fat, that's what it means?"
"No dear, but I really want to nemenin you in pregnancy, let Mas feel like a complete Papa."
"Em, but I may pray, Mas, may we have another child, Mas who will suffer the pain of giving birth again," Marisa chuckled, then ran again, because Elvan was now beginning to chase after her.
Rooftop in the house is indeed quite spacious, Elvan himself designed it, so that he and his friends who are quite a lot of fellow motorcycle lovers can first gather together in the house.
Elvan is still looking for a crack so he can catch Marisa easily.
That night was truly a beautiful night, for a moment Marisa forgot her thoughts about Sylvia, Elvan and Grandpa Darma.
"Honey, if we have any more children, you want a boy or a girl" asked Elvan who began to try to shift Marisa's focus.
"Emm, what is it, Mas Elvan who is in pain." Marisa is still far from Elvan's reach.
"It's the same with my husband." Elvan walked towards the flowers that had been neatly arranged by Marisa.
"It's not like that, but if God gives me another chance then I'll look at it."
Prak…
The flower pot from the ground broke because it tripped Elvan's leg, Elvan did not miss the opportunity.
"Ahhh. ahh. is sick.," he said, holding his leg.
"Why Mas?" ask Marisa who is now approaching her husband.
"Auuu.. is very sick." said Elvan, who was still holding his left leg.
"Mas, look around dong." Marisa immediately checked Elvan's legs which seemed to be fine.
"Because….." Elvan immediately hugged Marisa's body crouching in front of her.
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