GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
EPISODE 59
Munah was surprised, then the driver stopped.
“Where are you Munah?” the one greeting was a woman, who was sitting beside the wheel. He's Thomas, and the driver is Mr. Thomas. Munah looked at them, but he saw Mr. Thomas blink one eye. Munah understood, that he had to lie.
“Munah. Asked how to be quiet?” ask Thomas a little hard.
“This Mom, ouh .. I was just shocked, I think there is a car to hit me,” replied Munah who was really shocked.
“I asked, where are you from?”
“From .. situ ma'am, looking for food for my symbol,” Munah replied accordingly.
“Cock search for food until here, is not near your home there is also a market?”
“Already Mom, you why too, the value is so very. The name of the person is yes definitely need this .. it .. You just like the meaning so,” said Mr. Thomas who was getting upset. After all he long ago tahut, if Munah to keceplosan. Then he ran the car again, because he did not turn off the engine.
“How the hell is this Mas? People again talking how the car is run,” scolding bu Thomas.
“So you said no. Why, see Munah immediately ask to stop. Kirain there is a need, it turns out only the thing that is not clear,” scolded Mr. Thomas while continuing to run his car.
“Mas looks weird. Like I don't like asking the same question. Is there something?”
“The longer you are the more annoying yes Mom, when I have something the same Munah? Beautiful, young also not.”
“Not the same Munahnya, but the same others.”
“What else is it anyway?”
“I'm just suspicious of Mas, it seems there is something hidden. There is a secret between Mas the same Munah.”
“Indeed my taste is that low?” angry mr. Thomas.
“I told you, not the same Munah. I don't know who ya ...” said bu Thomas in a mocking tone.
Mr. Thomas felt that his wife suspected something. How did he know he and Munah were keeping a secret? Perhaps his wife also knew that Munah had a duty to see Lisa every day, Thomas thought. But he was silent, while Thomas was smiling.
They're headed for the boutique, but somehow, Thomas's mom asked Thomas to go down that street, the street that goes through the police station, where Lisa was being held. Mr. Thomas was beginning to suspect that his wife knew something. Between Munah and himself, keeping secrets. Where does his wife know?
“Trust me, I will soon know something that is hidden, or that you are indeed hiding,” her babble again, without being answered by her husband.
“For a long time I was tired of living life with him, his chatter, and his treatment of me, after knowing my relationship with Lisa. I considered her a maid, who must obey all her will,” her scolding in heart.
***
Just now the police met Murni, to get information about the accident he had yesterday.
Pure did not have time to see the person, because suddenly he was hit, and the impactor immediately fled, then he fainted.
A lot was asked, but Pure was actually upset. He felt he had no enemies. If someone else is hostile to him, how does he know?
Restu comforted Pure in order not to think too much about the matter. He felt sorry for Pure looking tired after the surgery yesterday.
The baby boy was given the name Gilang Restu Putra. Her face looks a lot like her father. Restu every day came and lingered on his smooth and brilliant face like a star. Likewise, Mr. Broto and Bu Broto, let alone Yu Sarni, who was very happy to get his first grandchild. Men anyway.
On the fifth day, Murni was able to go home, but Gilang still had to be treated in the incubator. It can come every day to give breast milk, and store it in the containers provided, to be minimized to the baby, because it is better to give breast milk than formula. Pure Coincidence is also very healthy, so Gilang never lacked breast milk stock from his mother.
***
Wulan was relaxing with her husband, during the afternoon. They came home from the office a little afternoon because there was not much they had to finish. They talked about her son Pure who looked increasingly healthy and adorable.
“If you feel, actually I am a little disappointed you know,” said Wulan without looking at her husband. The dim twilight revealed a reddish sky as a painting unmatched by any painter. Once alive and charming, then the wind blew a white mega dancing between the sky which then dimmed.
“Why is my bidadar disappointed? What am I wrong?” rio asked as he stroked his wife's shoulder.
“Not because of your fault Rio. You recall? Pure used to hate the baby she contained so much, then I promised to take her as my son if she was born later.”
“Oh, yes .. I remember. You disappointed because of that?”
“You saw the baby, right? So plump and handsome.”
“Now Pure and mas Restu are so happy after the birth of Gilang. There's no way the baby was given to me.”
Rio laughed out loud.
“Wulan is the prettiest angel in my world, so I can't believe that she has a feeling of disappointment that then hurts her heart.”
“Ya not Rio. Of course I won't be hurt. I said, a little disappointed. Just a little, and it has no effect whatsoever on my affection as Pure.”
“Good. And you have to believe, that this Rio you will be able to print other handsome and beautiful babies.”
“Tepi not yet, right?”
“You must be patient dong Wulan. God gives something in time. Don't stop begging, and of course try,” Rio said as he smiled mischievously at his wife.
Wulan blushed, then stood up while writhing her husband's arm.
“Already adzan tuh.”
“Iya, I know, Don't forget to beg,” said Rio while standing.
“And after that try,” he continued while embracing his wife's waist.
“Still afternoon.”
“There are rules?”
“Hei, want ablution, do not imagine perverted things,” said Wulan while walking ahead. Rio's chasing.
***
That day Restu did not go to the workshop, because Murni had just been delivered home from the hospital. Restu already has a new car. Newly worn, but former people, Rio joked to his wife.
“Why are you in a hurry to buy a car? Isn't the car expensive?”
“I've been saving for a long time, and it just so happens, welcome the birth of my son this money is suddenly enough, because the windfall is more rushing.”
“Alhamdulillah.”
“This is for you and Gilang, so that if you go back and forth to the hospital do not overheat.”
“Thank you Father noticed me.”
“Of course, because you are my wife. Later if you are healthy right, I teach you to drive a car, so that if you go anywhere can be without me.”
“Nevent need ah. I don't like driving my own car.”
“Kok don't like it anyway?”
“Unusual, country woman drives her own car.”
“Yes Pure pardon, what's wrong with villagers driving a car? If you can, you can go for a walk with Gilang, invite yu Sarni.”
“Kan no Mr. Same with dong.”
“If I'm busy?”
“If you are busy, don't walk anywhere.”
Restu smile. Pure is a simple woman. Not because she is an innocent village girl, but indeed she has an innocent and simple character. But he already has everything. Although not rich, but living well, it is very grateful. Her husband loved her very much. And that's enough for him.
Suddenly they were startled by a voice from the front of the house.
“Assalamu’alaikum.”
“Women's voice,” said Restu who then rushed to aeah ahead, while replying his greetings.
***
Tomorrow again yes.
