Will Never Let You Go
Poor Husband

"Move the school!" darma said loudly after hearing the story of what happened to the child just wayangnya at school. The jaws of the man who had just arrived by this afternoon seemed to harden. Yes, indeed which parents are not angry when their children are said to be dirty and stupid? He desperately took care and cared for, as good as anyone would guess!

"Be patient." Ara tried to calm down by rubbing her husband's wide back. He was a little sorry to have given his mother-in-law's request to stay one more night. So, it's not good if the conversation is heard.

"Can't do it, I can!" Darma's face still displayed an angry look.

"Mas, they're still kids. Like Jesslyn's will be taught to his parents if eating must use the right hand. So, as soon as Shila saw that she was straight to a slob."

"How come you're even buying someone else's child?" sulk Darma is getting angry.

"I'm not confident! I just learn from experience. When I was a kid I was taught that too. Mas, comeon!" Ara grabbed her husband's arm. "Tomorrow I want Shila's anterin a little early so I can meet Jesslyn and her mom."

"I'm coming!"

Ara smiled. Although her husband's anger had subsided a little, Darma still spoke ketus. "Yes. You're the one who talked to Jesslyn and her mama, too."

"By!"

"Yes, Mas?"

Darma exhaled a rough breath. How dare his wife can already smile while he is still in a half-dead upset mode. "No need to follow my mother."

Next to Ara's eyebrows raised. "Which one?"

"Don't take Shila for nothing with the right hand. Let him like that."

"But, Mas .. I think Mama's talk has a point as well." Be careful Ara spoke. He bit his lower lip, put his ear right waiting for Darma's response.

"Where is it true? Mama is old-fashioned! Don't need to be followed. He doesn't know anything. She knows how tormented I was when forced to do so if she had to use her right hand." The veins on the man's neck stood out. Darma is back.

"Mas, but ...."

"Still say but you?" Darma raised a dislike look. "Try reading the internet. Ouh, or—"

"I've read a lot of articles," cut Ara off the emotion. He's not that stupid. Why is Darma so annoying? Ah, Ara should not be surprised. Darma can not be contested if it has hit the child.

"Tomorrow to go to a psychologist" Darma suddenly said.

Ara's eyes widened. "Well?"

"I don't mean. I did say Mama, but you can see if I really did that to Shila?!" Ara's breath hunts when she says it. They live in seatap. Caring for a child together, but the man could not see how he cared for and taught Ashila.

Darma closed his mouth tightly. The guilt in his heart saw his wife angry, but at the same time his eyes seemed to be glazed over.

"Mending you take a shower first, Mas. Let your mind calm down. I'm gonna go see Shila first." Ara was about to step out of the room, but Darma held her back.

The man blocked Ara's wrist, then pulled her and carried her into his arms. "Sorry, Ra," he said sincerely followed by repeated kisses on the top of his wife's head.

Ara who was still upset chose silence to the point that Darma had to wrap her hands around the man's waist.

"Hug me too, Ra. Kangen tau," he said inhaling a fresh scent from the intersection of his wife's neck.

"I miss you too, Mom." Ara slightly tiptoed so that her embrace grew tighter.

Behind Ara's back, Darma's lips carved a smile. He then swayed to the right and to the left so that his body and Ara's body were seen dancing together.

Ara chuckled, and without letting go of her embrace she said, "What are you doing, anyway, Mas?"

"Pengen, Ra," said Darma too honestly.

"Haish! Udah, lah! I want to take Shila's Tengokin." Ara broke her embrace. Makes Darma's lips pursed.

"Abis Shila sleeps, yes, Babe."

"Eumm ... What, huh?" Ara rubbed her nape. At the request of her husband.

"Raaaa .. he said he wanted a baby boy. How, anyway? Yea, huh? It's been a long time, you know."

"Old of where? Before you go to Surabaya, too, really."

Darma is riding a horse. "I want anyway. You went to Shila. Get him to bed now if you need to." He pushed his wife to the door.

Ara just complied while grinning. However, when he was holding the door knob, he realized something so that he turned his head back. "Mas, this is Mama's house. Shila sleeps with us" he said, shaking his head with a line of mocking smiles.

Instantly the twinkle on Darma's face dimmed. Without saying a word, the man turned towards the bathroom. Ara turned her shoulders indifferently, but from the sound of the bathroom door being closed quite loudly, she knew at this moment her husband was quite frustrated.

Ouh, my dear husband, my poor husband.