Patience of the Heart Wulan
Chapter 26_

Raindrops greet the earth, Wulan always feel happy when the rain falls, because she can recall her sweet memories together with Damar.

Rain and Damar are unforgettable sweet memories. Most people think rain is a natural disaster.

The memories overshadowed his dreams again.

“Nawang Wulan, come here. We enjoy the rain this afternoon?!” he exclaimed Damar by waving his hand towards the woman who is currently wearing casual clothes combined with a white blazer with navy long jeans.

Wulan just wagged her hands, a sign that she was a person who did not like to play in the rain. “No!”

However, Wulan's warning was ignored by Damar. Damar approaching Wulan, “Come on, this is so much fun!” then his hand grabbed the black umbrella that Wulan was holding, and threw it in any direction.

“Aaaaaa... well yeah wet right?!” his grunts, when Wulan was hit by a splash of rain water, he was very upset about this. Several times he stomped his feet on the ground that was covered with Japanese grass as a garden decorator.

“Hey, come on rain is the Grace of God, let this rain momentarily wash away our soul that is hot for this real life.” persuaded Damar, he closed his eyes and permeated every drop of rain.

Wulan looked at Damar from the side, thinking to try it, maybe this rain could quench his tired thirst for this life. Though Wulan was very well aware, that now he and Damar were the center of attention of people who were sheltering under the garden side stalls.

He let people stigmatize anything about him and Damar. Because, Wulan is aware, no one is perfect, no matter how flawed man must have the advantages given by God.

“What did my mother tell you?” asked Damar without looking at Wulan. Damar felt that as long as he invited Danum out, there was something serious about Wulan and her mother.

Wulan was silent

This time Damar looked at Wulan, “Honest, end-of-the-last as long as I know you, I feel comfortable. But I've never told my mother about you, because my feelings are still limited to the comfort of being by your side.”

What a sweet memory that will never be forgotten, until at any time. Until I came to the dream. Wulan will remember him.

In her sleep, Wulan felt a very soft hand touch hit her face, not just the touch of the hand on the cheek. Wulan also felt her lips as if she was biting marshmellow very chewy and soft, she seemed to feel that the swab of her hand and the kiss that landed like marshmellow on her lips was from Damar.

I don't know why it felt like it was not a dream. In his closed eyes Wulan realized he was asleep, and when he opened his eyes. How time seemed to stop spinning, the net immediately met a look with the netra Damar.

God, why is it like a dream? Is my husband really in front of me? God, if this is just a dream please don't wake me up. I want time to stop. I wanted to take a longer look at my shady face, and my husband's warm gaze.

Wulan saw Damar smiling, a smile that he had not seen in a few days.

"Away awake?" said Damar, he saw the face of the wife who looks filled.

Oh God, she spoke so softly, I wanted to hug her. But what if it turns out that what I hear and what I see is just a dream?

Wulan closed her eyes deeply again, a second later she opened her eyelids, repeatedly he lurks to ensure that what he sees now is not just a dream or hallucination just to deceive the turmoil of sadness and disappointment over the attitude of Damar.

Oh my God, what's wrong with me. Why didn't he disappear?

But it seems real, Wulan reached out her hand, then held Damar's cheek which she thought was just a dream or hallucination. Staring at him Damar's smile widened, even Damar also kissed his forehead and lips.

Astaghfirullah, I'm not crazy right? My husband kissed me?

"House...?" wulan sigh. The manic crept repeatedly.

In the flow of Wulan voiced, still able to grab Damar's ear. The man who had decreed this husband, then took the hand of the wife and then brought it closer to the face, precisely to the jaw.

"It's me Nawulku." she said very gently, Damar again kissed Wulan's lips. "like marshmellow."

Wulan rounded her eyes perfectly, like a full moon. In her eyes and face of her husband. Well, Wulan realized that the man kneeling in front of her was the man who married her almost a year ago. A man who has a million peerless tenderness and affection. Men who always try to describe happiness every day even though tired sometimes still awake. Like dusk painting on the threshold of the horizon, not later but twilight is always present as a silent solitude of night.

"The room..?" again that is all Wulan can say. The tongue is not boned, but at this time Wulan feels faint and difficult to speak.

Wulan sat up, she never let go of her gaze. If only this was just a dream, he did not want to wake up which could make this beautiful dream disappear.

Damar smiled wryly, then sat down next to his wife who seemed to still assume the presence of a dream. Damar hugged his wife very tightly. It was as if centuries had not met. Stroking Wulan's back and hair with repetitive movements.

"I'm sorry." - Parau Damar said, he did not remember exactly what he had done wrong to his wife. However, his little heart said he had made a mistake. Because only a little bit he can remember when Wulan came to the office today.

Damar reduced his embrace, when Wulan did not return the favor. "Hey what's up? Why don't you return my hug, usually you'll be happy when I hug?"

His manic looked both of Damar's eyes, Wulan felt a sense of tranquility. "I just want to make sure that this isn't a dream?"

Damar smelled his smile, he again showered Wulan's face with his kiss.

Wulan felt an amused sensation, her eyes widened.

"How, still denying this is real?" said Damar, he hugged his wife again. "return my hug, you will know. That this is not a dream." he whispered in Wulan's ear.

Wulan began to raise her hand, she returned Damar's embrace, Wulan stroked her husband's back hair. Smelling a distinctive body aroma, and this is indeed the candle, Wulan felt the inner calm in the deck of Damar.

Slowly Damar broke his embrace, then rubbed his wife's stomach, as a greeting to his son who will be born in a few days to the world. "I'm sorry you hurt your mom. Really I don't know why you're like this, I'm gonna find out who's been fooling you."

Deghs

Wulan rounded her eyes to look at Damar, what did her husband say. Deceived, what? Wulan began to guess.

Damar felt his hand get a response from his son who was kicking in Wulan's stomach. Her net looked at Wulan who was staring at her. "I know our son is a genius. And he knew that his father was saying hello."

In a dilemma and confusion, Wulan asked Damar. "What do you mean by someone who's deceiving?"

Damar again held Wulan's jaw, then kissed his wife's forehead very soft. His net was ringing with the look in his wife's eyes.

"You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever. Don't worry, because my heart will always be with you, maybe the days we go through in the future will be many trials and tests, and it could be my attitude-"

Seriate..