EL NATH (Glorious Regrets)
BonChap Nair (27)

Without feeling the moon keeps changing. Nothing has changed from Nair and Naira. They still live in the Akhtar residence, the mansion where Nair and Nath were born.

This cold night, a pair of human beings with halal furniture are mixing love on a bed wrapped in ocean blue bedcover. The dim lights add to the atmosphere to be more romantic.

A brief kiss on Naira's forehead becomes a symbol of gratitude that no longer needs to be spoken. A sweet treat that Nair always misses in the midst of busyness that is quite draining energy and mind.

Nair put his wife's head right on his arm. He sleeps on his side to see the face of a woman who is more than 6 months into his companion.

"Beautiful...!" praise him while rubbing the black mane that decomposes past the white shoulder.

"Stop praising me, Mom." Naira blushed in shame.

"Too often such words come out of your lips," continued Naira stroked the cheek that looks increasingly chubby belongs to her husband. During the marriage, Nair's weight did go up almost 5 kilograms. Maybe his mind was calm because what he had been pursuing all this time he had gotten.

"Praise your own wife is berahalah, loh." He smiled while smiling a little.

"But you are not in love with God's talent, Mas."

"You're a serious guy who's always on point." Naira pierced Nair's nose making her chuckler laugh without a sound.

"After what, Nai?" ask Nair seriously. "Internship is done. Want to continue specialist, work or take care of permission to open a self-help practice?" Nair traces the beauty of his wife's collarbone with his index finger.

Naira stared in her husband's bead. Is your happiness only about education and work, Mom?

"You happy?" naira asked making Nair's forehead wrinkle.

Nair nodded. He tucked the child behind the ear of the woman he loved. "Very happy."

"What are your hopes and aspirations for the next 5 years, Mom?"

Nair closed his eyes. He was exploring the feeling that had arisen in his heart. A wish he wants to achieve in the next 5 years. What will it be like? What will his family be like?

"Five years down the line, I want to live a well-established and happy life with you, seeing that both of our parents are always healthy, I want to finish my specialist education at the right time..." Nair paused for a moment the answer.

"Kids?" cut Naira.

Nair immediately opened his eyes. He stared at the black bead of his wife. "Kids?" tanyakanya.

Naira nodded. "He's not on the list, is he?"

Nair grabbed her waist. "I just want her present when you're ready."

"Abi's wish is to see you get a pediatrician's degree according to your ideals."

"I'm afraid that if the child who is present when you are not ready, will only increase your burden, and make Abi a little disappointed."

"I want to work first, Mom. Two to three years ahead. All I want, we program." Nair rounded his eyes.

"After I finish the exclusive ASI, I will start taking specialist education" Naira continued.

"I want to take care of our child, and I want to someday, when I'm busy with education, at least there's something Umi and Abi can meet while in Jakarta."

"The grandson who will make them long to visit this city often." That smile is blotting. I don't know, just imagining it feels so beautiful.

He also imagined, Abi carrying his son while he was working. At least someone entertained his parents.

Nair hugged her body tightly. "Can you, Mas?" he asked while looking at the husband's face.

Nair tucked*p his forehead long enough. "Thank you for your incredible sacrifice."

"Thank you for your plan that made millions of flowers bloom together in my heart."

"Thank you Mother of my future children."

Naira pinched her waist. "Thou shaw!" his weakness.

"You're too straight to be a ragtag, Mom."

"Don't be like that."

"Just hug me and whisper the word I love you." Naira tightened her embrace.

"I love you so much" said Nair.

"Very..."

"Very..."

"Very..."

Naira closed her eyes. He even almost fell asleep but Nair's voice made him re-open his eyes wide. "Can we program now?"

"Mas... Don't use codes."

"What was not intended for the program, dear?"

"My fertile days are over, Mom."

"Try to remember again, who knows you miscalculated dear."

"Mas.." whining.

"Yes. yeah..." Nair relented. "Sleep well, baby." Naira squirms looking for the most comfortable position in the large arms.

***

"Set up the honeymoon plan, dong Nair." Akhtar proposed as they discussed his plans for the next year.

Naira was still in her room to perform the Dhuha prayers that she routinely did for as long as there was time.

"Yes Nair. You guys are too busy with work. Don't be a workaholic like Zoya and Ezra, son." Lintang came with two cups of coffee to the gazebo on the edge of the pool, where her son and husband were sitting and telling stories.

"Crafts can, morale can."

"But happiness is not only measured by how much money you have, not by how many titles you have in your name."

"Because in life, there's a missed time and it can't come back."

"There is an age that will never be young again."

"Immediately give mother a grandchild." Lintang rubbed his son's arm.

"The longer you get older. Later, when you are already established in your thirties, your fertility may decline."

"It's hard to have kids. What if you want more than one child. Thirty-five years of pregnancy is risky, Nair."

"You'd better understand that."

"Mama agrees that you really want this year's program."

"Blessed, Nair. Take your wife on a honeymoon."

"Yes, Ma. Nair still set the time."

"Villa's brother Zoy, aren't you interested in Nair?" tanya Latitude.

"Don't!" Ban Akhtar. "Papa didn't want Naira to be kidnapped like Tiara, Ma."

The latitude laughed softly. "Naira is different, Mas."

"Different pairings and different stories."

Akhtar looked at Nair full of threats. "Just don't go there, Nair. Papa's still traumatized."

"Don't you see Nath's a lunatic." Akhtar shuddered.

"If we go there, we're crowded."

"Pa, danger and disaster can happen at any time and any place."

"We as human beings can only work, Pa."

"Tuh, beat up your son, Mommy." Sumpul Cross. "Losing wise is like your own child."

Akhtar. "So, Nair must understand what I'm feeling, baby."

"When he's a parent." Akhtar stepped away leaving his wife's child.

"Yes... Can't you say ma?" Nair held back a smile staring at Lintang and Akhtar's departure took turns.

"You just calm down. Let mama take care of it." Latang patted his chest slowly. "Mama's the expert." She stood up and chased after her husband.

"Hahaha, yes, yes... Who's been his handler for decades."

Lintang chuckled at the words of his son.

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