Because of Being Married Too Late

I'll Take Care of You

The door rang, Risti's name on it. As much as possible, Ega held back her cries. Do not let his brother-in-law know what the real household tempest is like.

“Assalamu ‘alaykum sis.” From his voice alone, Ega already knew that Risti must be sad.

“Wa’alaykumussalam warahmatullah deck.”

“Kak why? Sister's voice is strange.”

“Sister throat again hurts. It also affects the voice. Anyway, what did you call deck?”

“From yesterday Bobby couldn't be contacted sis. I'm worried that anything will happen to him.” Risti was crying.

“Pray continuously, so that Bobby is always fine. I'll try to find out from his sister as well. Stay positive thinking first yes.”

“Yes, I will continue to pray my best for Bobby. Thank you very much for the advice.” Risti wiped her tears.

“Yes, I'll let you know if you have any information about Bobby. Don't be sad again, deck! Later your beauty faded.”

“Iya, sis. Assalamu ‘alaykum.”

“Wa ‘alaykumussalam warahmatullah.”

Ega put down her dress, then went into the bathroom. He washed his face full of tears. Her eyes were puffy, her nose was also flushed red from crying for a long time.

He himself was hurt badly, but still had time to strengthen Risti. Often this way, he is so genius in overcoming the problems of others. But too stupid to handle problems on your own. A time like this, only tears were her only friend who was most loyal to her.

Agung re-entered the room with two glasses of strawberry juice in his hand. Again, the Ega device rings. Agung immediately raised the call from the rector sir.

“Assalamu ‘alaykum mom beautiful hard face.”

“Wa’alaykumsalam. Meaning hard face how sir?” tanya Agung by imitating the voice of Ega.

“Iya, hard face. Difficult in forget bu.”

“Oi rector of keladi elders. Once again you tease my wife, I burn your campus.”

“Why be a male voice huh? Mampus this must be her husband,” inner mr. rector.

“Sorry I got the wrong phone. I guess this is my third wife.” So afraid, the rector ended his call without saying hello.

“Crying also needs energy, drink first.” Agung thrust a glass of juice at Ega who had just come out of the bathroom.

“I'm not thirsty.” Ega stepped up to take his gawai.

Unbroken aral, Agung tasted each juice he held.

“See, I drink all. Don’t worry last night will repeat itself. By Allah I did not put anything into this drink.”

“However, drinking the existing fly powder mixture also does not affect you mas. Without any stimulation you are always horny.”

“I'm sorry for my mistakes during this time to you. From now on I promise I won't be rude to you anymore. I also promise not to flirt with other women, including Bella.”

Ega said nothing. So upset, he took the strawberry juice. Then he spent it with just one drink.

“Thank you, it tastes sour. Like my life after marrying you,” he said while returning the glass of juice to Agung.

His eyes felt heavy, soft pillow made his eyes even heavier. Ega finally overslept, and sure enough, dreams are more beautiful than reality.

When the problem is so great, where the burden of life seems to be unable to bear itself, Ega can only complain to the Creator. Ask for the best solution for all problems, which he can not tell others.

Ega hung his face, at that moment he remembered Risti. He immediately opened his email, hoping Abizar had sent writing assignments of his class.

“Abizar, send me your HP number!” reply Ega on Abizar task submission in his email.

“Why did Bu Ega ask for my number? The task I have gathered, my friends are no longer acting in class. Gosh, this beautiful lecturer always makes deg-degan,” he said when typing the twelve-digit number of his phone.

Without lingering, Ega sent Abizar's number to Risti.

“It's just right that brother fell in love with sister Ega. The guy's good like this, the real of taro there's taro gau’ this mah. How lucky I am to have a sister-in-law of attention like sister Ega.”

Risti and Abizar now chat with each other. Nothing more than talking about Bobby who suddenly lost news.

Based on information from Abizar, Bobby is seriously ill. He had to go back to Bone for treatment. His condition, which is in pain, does not allow him to touch the device as usual. That's why he didn't call Risti.

The feeling of nano-nano is now raining down on Risti. On the one hand, he was relieved to have the latest information about Bobby. On the other hand, he was also saddened to hear that half of his soul was stricken with pain.

...****...

Upon returning from school, Nayla recounts all the events she experienced at school. The story of another student who mocked him, for enrolling in the poetry selection contest next week.

The soul of the Great Father thrashed. How up he hears his son being underestimated. In the evening, he takes Nayla and Ega to a high-class cafe.

Agung had booked to the cafe owner, only the three of them were visitors who were in the cafe. He also asked for his entertainment to be replaced by the musicalization of poetry. They can refresh as well as show how to read cool poetry on Nayla.

Secretly, Agung photographed Ega who was holding Nayla. The best photo he made as a profile photo in his sosmed accounts.

“Drink a lot of coffee. Let me continue to be literate.” Again a perverted smile, Agung shows Ega.

“You make another baby well pa?” Nayla's question made Agung laugh for a few minutes.

“Iya dear,” she replied after her laughter somewhat subsided.

“Why is his baby not yet pa?” Confusion to answer what.

“Make baby it's a long time darling, it takes one year. You who are patient are waiting for him.” Ega rubbed Nayla's head.

The time now shows at ten o'clock in the evening. After paying the bill, Agung drove the car back home.

...****...

I drank a warm cup of coffee on his desk. Coffee that turned out to have Bella mixed with cephalosporins.

His cephalosporins began to work, Agung's stomach became sick. Not only once did he feel like defecating. Forced, he canceled his meeting with several clients today.

“Taste you boss. Who told you to love your wife more. Enjoy the diary sayangkuhhh.” Bella deepens in excitement.

At home, Agung went back and forth to the toilet. Ega had asked him to take diarrhea medicine. But like Nayla, Agung also does not like to take chemical drugs.

Out of pity, Ega asked the maid to make him a cup of tea from two packs of tea at once. The tea looks a little black. Even so it still tastes sweet.

Ega asked Agung to drink it while still warm-warm nails. Thank God, the Great's stomach is improving.

*Thanks a lot to read this imperfect novel, always healthy and do not forget to leave a trace yes readers