HUSBAND'S HEART

part 54 MEET THE BASTARD

Inspiration's request to marry her, was not immediately accepted by Yuana. Yuana was still unsure of the seriousness of Inspiration, after all she was completely unthinkable to marry again.

Soon they left the hotel with Inspiration driving the car. Red date in the middle of the month, the road is not so crowded, so that the vehicle can go quietly and smoothly.

In the next destination Ilham had to meet with many people, so Bu Fatma asked Yuana to always be on alert to Ilham's interactions with these people including the food and drinks that Ilham consumed during the event.

"Please later do not snack a lot, it was already one cup more gelato entered in the stomach of Mas Ilham. Yuana hasn't eaten half of uda Mas Ilham take it. Too many calories have come in this morning."

"Yes... Ja. I'll just drink mineral water there, ration my snack you eat, okay?"

"About what time is the show, Mas? Need medicine or not?" yuana asked while holding the medicine box that was always available in the car dashboard drawer.

"No need to bring medicine, we say goodbye before the event is over. I want to take you somewhere."

"Where else, Mum?"

"Later you know," replied Ilham while turning off the car engine because they had arrived at the event venue that Ilham would attend.

The parking lot was filled with vehicles, apparently there were many present there. The two of them had to walk quite a distance to get to the event venue.

The crisp sound of the nautical host accompanied by the twang of the elekton was heard when Ilham and Yuana climbed the rocky steps, the fastest access to the hall or the large hall where the event took place.

A large banner bearing the REUNI AKBAR SMANDA unfolds against a stage that is quite magnificent to welcome the arrival of guests.

"So this is Mas Ilham's school reunion" Yuana muttered.

"Remember, never get away from me," Yuana could only turn the eyeballs at the warning from Inspiration, "make sure that I only drink mineral water inside."

Seeing the seriousness of Ilham's face at the moment made Yuana feel a little worried. What will happen at the event?

When she reached the front entrance of the hall, Yuana could see the large number of invitations present. Some are aware of the presence of Ilham, turning their heads and smiling broadly towards Ilham. It looks like Ilham is quite popular and awaited its presence.

But Ilham just fluttered in front of the wide-open door, and his gaze wandered all over the hall.

The imitation of Yuana's arm, not into the hall, but rather walking aside outside the hall. From the glass walls of the hall, Yuana could see several pairs of eyes staring at the two of them.

"Mas Ilham, why didn't you go in through the front just now?"

Instead of answering, Ilham turned into a hallway. Of course Yuana became a little frightened and slowed down the pace.

"Come, didn't I tell you not to stay away from me," Ilham's remark made Yuana slightly increase her stride speed.

"Why would you like to do something?" yuana asked as she held tightly onto the bag rope that was in front of her chest.

Thuk

"Think not far away," Ilham flicked Yuana's forehead and walked back.

Then they went into a room where there were some people gathered. Apparently this is a special room backstage.

"Woi... Big boss has come apparently, sane a bro?" one of them welcomed the coming of Inspiration.

"Sorry," Yuana gave a mask to Ilham, who deftly put on his mouth and nose. Even Ilham also asked Yuana to give a handsanitizer to the person who welcomed him earlier.

"Sorry Ed, must follow the health protocol now," said Ilham welcomed Edi's hand to shake hands after making sure Edi uses a handsanitizer.

All to the point of being astonished at the words of Inspiration, maybe they think Ilham is being excessive or arrogant. But seeing Edi, the chairman of the committee following Ilham's request, they finally scrambled to ask for a handsanitizer also to Yuana before shaking hands with Ilham.

"You guys at what the hell? Ed's! MC uda called out from earlier tuh," the voice of a woman's scream was enough to disperse the people who swarmed Ilham.

"Let's go back to the front!" edi's exclaims, glances and a thin, cynical smile at Ilham were captured clearly by Yuana.

Making Yuana a little wary, what is it exactly? Are there unresolved issues between them? Or is the character of that person like that?

Then Edi was seen whispering with the person who called him earlier and Yuana felt like she had seen the clothes worn by the person.

Miss Ratna!

"Why is Ms Ratna here?" yuana whispered to Ilham, her feelings have now become uncomfortable.

"Because he's the organizer of this event, why? Not comfortable?"

"No, Mas."

Yuana was about to say hello to Ratna, but she said because she heard Ratna's mumble that seemed to be raised her voice to be heard by her, "have known the reunion event, use the widow, you can do it here?"

"Eh, who's the widow?" tanya Edi, the Juan Genji, the perfect blend of Don Juan and Takiya Genji, is of course immediately curious.

"Don't kepo! In time for the reception of the chairman of the committee," Ratna encouraged Edi to immediately go on stage, while he approached the host who had just invited the chief executive to give a speech.

While Ilham invites Yuana to sit at the front desk which is still empty, because most attendees choose to sit at a table located behind, middle or side.

The event was very lively and crowded, every class representative session always went with a roar of laughter. It looks like Edi and the committee team managed to pack the reunion event this time very well.

Entering the next session, which is friendly. Attendees are welcome to enjoy the buffet dish that has been neatly arranged on the side. While on stage in an interactive dialogue with two sessions.

The second session was filled by a participant who worked as a doctor who happened to know that Ilham was a survivor of liver cancer, although Ilham was a cirrhosis sufferer who was at risk of becoming cancer. Although suddenly and without any preparation, Ilham was willing to take the stage to give his testimony, shamelessly telling an outline of why he suffered from cirrhosis. Then had to undergo a liver transplant and now have to live with strict health protocols.

Yuana was still sitting in front of the stage listening to the discussion that turned out to be quite interesting, not intending to take consumption like the others. Until there was a waitress who delivered a snack and two glasses of orange juice for him and Ilham.

Yuana smiled at the hospitality of Ilham throughout the discussion, Ilham could easily answer questions from the doctor or from the audience. Perhaps because all are regarded as friends and companions by Inspiration.

The fan installed at some point of the ceiling of the hall seemed enough to make Yuana into a cold. His head suddenly felt dizzy, his back felt heavy and stiff, chest felt hot but feet and hands were sweating. Maybe also because he stood too long on the terrace of the penthouse earlier, the wind at the height of the tenth floor is also not good for the body right?

Yuana looked at the back corner, where the toilet paper was attached to one of its walls. But the queue is long as it seems. He also remembered when entering through the backstage earlier, in the corridor there was a toilet room as well. He better get there, definitely not in line.

He felt he had to apply eucalyptus oil around his back and neck to reduce his current discomfort.

Finally Yuana went to toliet backstage after giving a code to Ilham and answered a nod.

Walking fast because when trying to stand, his legs feel a little weak, and sure enough when in the corridor he had to walk with a little staggered.

When he was in the toilet, he suddenly felt like urinating. He also completed his wish first. After that, he opened the pasmina that he wore to make it easier for him to apply oil to the neck, head and back area.

Instead of reducing discomfort, burning in the chest actually spread to the stomach area, the skin is reddened and feels very sensitive. Mild itching is also felt all over the body accompanied by sumping feathers that creeps suddenly.

"I why? Is there a creature that's nosy to me?" he murmured, considering that he was currently in the toilet in a deserted corridor. He rushed to get out of the toilet.

He quickly put it on and trim the pasmina that he opened earlier. With a headache that still felt throbbing, he tried to get into the room behind the stage, maybe he could rest for a while on the sofa there.

Just two steps, he was blocked by someone. From the clothes that man was wearing, he knew that it was one of the friends of Inspiration. But he could not see the face of a person higher than Inspiration because the pain in his head made the view also more blurred.

"Sorry," Yuana tried to understand the person to give him a way, because he felt he was unable to stand for long.

Instead of dodging, the person held onto Yuana's arms and swept her in. Why the arm held by the person feels comfortable, even when he rubs oil, his skin feels a little uncomfortable.

Realizing that the person was not a mahrom, Yuana tried to dodge. He tried to walk himself towards the sofa, but the man's hand grip was too strong for Yuana who felt increasingly limp. The person half-hugged Yuana and led Yuana into a room, which seemed to be a health room, as there was a single-sized bed, a table and chairs and a medicine shelf.

Yuana who felt increasingly helpless but comfortable was still trying to refuse to be invited in. This is not true, it should not be, it should be refused.

The person seemed to be impatient with Yuana's refusal, he held Yuana forcibly and threw her into the bed after covering the door violently using his feet.

Frightened Yuana immediately curled up hugging the only pillow that was tightly on her chest. Trying to find the best protection he can at once to dampen the heat and strange sensations in his body.

"I'll help you, work well if you want to finish quickly," the typical heavy voice of a man shrieked beautifully into Yuana's ears, but he further tightened his embrace on the pillow that the man was trying to pull.

"No... Please leave... Don't bother me..."

"I know you're Amar's goddamn wife, right? Why choose a widow? Can't stand its nature? Or is he less powerful?" that person tried to let Yuana off guard as he tried to straighten Yuana's curled legs.

As much as Yuana tried to hold on, pulling her body to sit curled into a corner while still tightly hugging the pillow earlier.

Crying in fear seeing the man come up to the bed and approach him.

While Ilham who was explaining the activities he did during rehabilitation became unable to concentrate. His mind broke on the old Yuana not returning as well as seeing Edi who had previously toured with Ratna greeting the friends standing in the consumption area quietly leaving Ratna to go backstage.

Under the pretext of wanting to go back, Ilham said goodbye to his friend who was the doctor to finish his part. After the doctor allowed it, without waiting long Ilham ran backstage.

There was no one in the room, he went out into the corridor where the toilet was, but it was empty. When he came out of the toilet, he met Grace who came to pick up Ratna.

"Mas! No contact with Yuana?"

"No. Wh why? Any issues?"

"So he went to the toilet, but hasn't come back until now. I saw Edi here too."

"Edi?" without waiting for Inspiration's answer, Grace ran into the room, looked around and found a closed door, "there!"

Both of them came closer to the door, until I could hear Yuana's voice, "go away. please..." a shout that was barely audible due to being defeated by the sound of the festive show within the hall.

Inspiration opened the door and became very angry to see Edi kneeling to open his clothes on Yuana who was cowering in fear.

Drawing Edi's body violently until it fell to the floor, then greeted him with a fist-piercing.

BUGS! BUGS! BUGS!

Lucky for Ilham, Edi who was strong was unable to fight against Inspiration like being in solidarity.

Because Edi who was slightly under the influence of alcohol and was at the top of b*r*h*, became careless and less vigilant.

While Grace looked at Yuana's condition, making sure that Yuana's clothes were still intact, her face that should have been pale when frightened actually looked red with rapid irregular breathing. It seems he knows what happened to Yuana.

"Ham! Quickly bring Yuana home! Let me take care of this bastard," exclaimed Grace as soon as she knew the state of Yuana.

Inspiration soon realized from his heart, he stood leaving Edi whose face had been battered.

"Yuana, it's safe, we go home," Inspiration who thought Yuana was just being scared tried to calm down and take her home, however, "Yuana!"