
Tiara went inside the house wiping away her tears which somehow kept on dripping. At once the sense of loss Reyga re-emerged when remembering Nath who kept vomiting every morning.
Tiara was afraid the same thing happened again. Someone important in his life goes away when he is not ready. Yes, even if asked, he won't be ready anytime.
Tiara passed by the father who had just come out of the bathroom. Men who look fresh with wet hair and the smell of shampoos that spoil the sense of smell.
"What's wrong with you, Ti?" zainal asked in surprise when he saw his daughter's eyes and nose turning red.
"It's okay, Dad." Tiara passed through Zainal just like that. He wanted to go into his room immediately.
But the smell of the shampoo piercing his nose made him pause and turn around. "Daddy's taking a shower, Dad?" ask him to Zainal.
"Udah. It's just finished." Zainal rubs her hair with a towel. The man wearing shorts and a t-shirt walked over to his room.
"Now it stinks." Tiara closed her nose and immediately left Zainal and entered the room.
"Don't you? Feeling, I take a shower with shampoo," he murmured softly. He kissed his clothes and armpits. "Come on," he murmured again.
Zainal sees Nath coming in after Tiara. He could see his daughter-in-law like a confused person.
"See Tia, Dad?" he asked when he saw his in-laws still staring in front of the door of his room.
"Get into his room." Zainal pointed to Tiara's room first whose door was tightly shut. "He's why, Nath. How strange!"
Nath shook his head slowly and shrugged his shoulders. "Nath first, Dad!" Nath immediately went to the room where his wife was.
Nath opened the door handle and he breathed a sigh of relief when the door was not locked. Nath went inside and saw that it was curled up hugging the roll.
Nath sat next to his wife. "Ti..." Nath touched Tiara.
Tiara moves her shoulders a sign she doesn't want to be touched. He wanted Nath to keep his hands away.
"Sorry, yes." said Nath slowly.
One minute, not yet responded. Two minutes, three minutes, it's the same. Tiara still curled her back.
Nath breathed a heavy sigh. "OKAY. We go to the doctor. I'll go with you." Nath surrender. If it was his wife's wish, he would try to obey her. He feels fine now.
"We'll see the doctor tomorrow morning. I'll have my boss's permission."
Nath smiled as the tiny body turned around. Those eyes were staring at him. "Promise?" ask Tiara.
Nath nodded. "Promise, baby."
Tiara sat down and hugged Nath. "I'm afraid you're okay, Bang."
"I don't want to lose you."
Nath stroked Tiara's back. "I'm fine, baby."
"I'll stay here, next to you and with you."
The two are silent. And Tiara felt something different. "Want to change perfume?" tiara asked as she realized something. He even took off his embrace.
Nath shakes. "No Ti. This is the perfume I used to wear." Nath kissed his hoodie sweater. The smell of the perfume she was wearing. And during the marriage, Nath only wore two different perfume scents.
"Cock different?" Tiara sniffed her husband's clothes. "Yes, it's so different, Bang!" Tiara took a look at her husband's face. "Being up for a new perfume?"
"Oh Allah, Tiara!" Nath Seru. "No dear. It's a regular perfume you buy."
Nath was amazed, during the trip Tiara did not protest at the slightest about the perfume. And now, his wife says that he changed his perfume.
Tiara remained silent. Nath touched his shoulder. "Are you okay, Ti?"
Tiara nodded slowly. "Bang, we're going to Mama's house, yuk." Suddenly invite.
"Well? We haven't been here long, either, Ti."
"Come, Bang! The smell of your perfume makes me want to eat my mama's nastar cake."
"Yeah!" Nath looked at his wife in disbelief. The masculine scent of her perfume made Tiara want to eat nastar? Why so weird? What does perfume have to do with nastar cake.
"Come, Bang!" Tiara got out of bed and pulled her husband's hand.
Meanwhile on the porch....
Zainal came out to the terrace while continuing to smell his clothes and armpits. He made his wife who was caring for flowers look astonished.
"What's wrong with you, Mom?" nurul asked as she looked at her strange-looking husband.
"Tia said I stink, Nur?" Zainal sits on a plastic chair on the terrace. "But I just took a shower and shampooed!"
"I don't know, he's serious or a joke! But his face is serious. He's closing the nose of everything."
Nurul sat next to her husband. "Tia said that?" tanya Nurul.
"Yes, Nur. I want to take another shower. But I realize that kid likes to be ignorant sometimes."
Nurul could smell her husband's shampoo even though it was almost a meter away. And it was certain that her husband did not smell.
"I'm suspicious, huh, Mom?"
"Surprisingly why, Nur?"
Not yet able to answer, Tiara came out to the terrace while pulling her husband's hand. "We go home first, Mom, Dad." Pamit Tiara to her parents.
"Well, what's so cool, Ti?" nurul asked his daughter.
"It's okay, Mom." Tiara and Nath kissed the backs of their hands.
Tiara and Nath put on helmets and sat on the matic bike that Nath bought a year ago. His motor sport is considered less comfortable for Tiara who more often wear a robe. So, Nath decided to buy this bike.
"Daaaa father. Daaaa Mother." Tiara waved her hand like a child.
Along the way, Tiara developed a smile. The pineapple jam shadow that felt faint in his mouth made him even more impatient to arrive soon.
"If you don't have the taste in your house, what, Ti?" Ask Nath in anticipation if later the nastar cake that Tiara wants is not available in her mother's house.
"If there is none, it is made dong. I can still wait one or two hours, Bang."
"We bought it, yes Ti." Nath tries to give advice, as he believes his wife will trouble his mother.
"Ih! If you buy, why go all the way to your mom's house, Bang! I want it made by mom." Tiara is a stubborn woman. It will be hard to persuade him to change his mind.
Tiara had already imagined how good her in-laws' cakes were. Pastries are often made and are usually always available in jars in the kitchen of the mansion.
Tiara and Nath arrive at Lintang's house. Tiara went straight in and looked for her mother-in-law.
"Ma.." call Tiara when you don't find her father-in-law.
"Where's mom?"
"Sir, see mama?" tiara asked the housekeeper.
"Alhamdulillah. Mama just wanted to contact you," said Lintang who just came out of the room.
The son and daughter-in-law immediately kissed the back of her hand.
"What's up, Ma?" ask Nath.
"You guys please take care of Queen Zi, yeah..."
"So Rion called mama, Bi was about to give birth and she was going to bring Queen to this house."
"Mama wants to go to the hospital, maybe papa is also because of Rion's pity if he has to take care of himself. Yes, even though the hospital is his."
Nath nodded in understanding. "Zi where, Ma?" Nath asked because he knew, Zoya and Ezra were in Surabaya.
"Sama papa, to the front minimarket." The latitude brought Tiara and Nath sitting in the living room.
"You guys from home or from where and happened to stop by?" tanya Latitude.
"So from my father's house, Ma. But Tiara asked to come here. She wants to eat my mama's nastar cake, she said." Nath leaned his body on the sofa.
"Aren't you, Ma?" tiara asked curiously.
"There's a hell of a look. Mama put it in a jar in the top cupboard, where it used to be, Ti."
Tiara was immediately excited, she stood up and immediately walked towards the kitchen. He looked so impatient that he walked too fast.
"Don't run, Ti." Nath was worried that Tiara would fall.
"Wife why, Nath? Very excited." Latitude stared at Tiara's back which quickly disappeared behind the kitchen wall.
"Nath doesn't know, Ma. All of a sudden she wants to eat mama's nastar."
"You know, because of what?" Latitude shakes.
"The fragrance of Nath's perfume" he said a little annoyed.
Latitude was silent for a moment, for a moment he thought of something. What possible?
Lintang is not sure, but he is suspicious because for almost four years living with Tiara, he has made dozens of cakes together and Tiara does not really like to eat their cakes.
Tiara will eat just a little, even sometimes he does not eat it at all. Tiara prefers this type of chips over pastries.
And Tiara prefers biscuits that can be dipped in warm tea over pastries that she cannot eat that way.
"Nath, don't-don't...."
"Assalamualaik." The sound of greetings from the front made the Latitude speech cut off.