I'm not Your Wife

I'm not Your Wife
Part 60 Awakening



...Asallammuallaikum Wr.Wbs...


A walk to the city of flowers...


Not accidentally seeing a beetle...


I intend to come invite...


Friends of the reader stopped by my brother's novel...


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Thank you reader friend, already willing to read the story of Space and the Moon. Sorry if the story and words are less interesting. Because I'm still learning to string words through shadows and delusions.


Not even good at figurative making.


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Clunting!


An incoming message, Angkasa grabs the phone he keeps in his pants pocket to check whether the message is important or not. Turns out Mr. Dewok told me they'll be back tomorrow soon.


"Thank God, Mom and Dad came home too!" said happy. That way he no longer has to worry about leaving the Moon alone.


A few minutes passed and the moon finally woke up. The space that was sitting faithfully waiting for him saw him gnawing his eyeballs slowly. The face of Angkasa that was once I suddenly turned cheerful.


"Darling, are you awake?" Many times the young man kissed the Moon's hand as a form of gratitude.


The moon did not answer, He was still trying to recognize its existence. "Where are we? how am I here? you who?" ask her while frowning.


Angkasa smiled, knowing that his wife must have forgotten him again.


"I'm your husband, honey. Cook you forget the same my handsome face," replied Angkasa. The Moon's forehead was wiped as a feeling of regret.


"Oh, yeah. Why did I forget?" The moon took a deep breath and then breathed it out. After that, he smiled at Space.


There was still a sense of doubt in the young man before her who claimed to be her husband. But because He found Space so fond of him he was sure that Space did not lie.


"Is your head still hurting?" Space restores the back of his hand to the forehead of the Moon. To ensure that the Moon's body temperature is normal.


"No, I'm bored here. Let's go home!" Invite him to half shake the hand of Space.


Space stared at the nanar. "You sure? if you still have a headache just sleep here." Space does not want to risk the health of the Moon.


"Yes, I'm sure. It's not good here. Many drugs smell everywhere and it makes my stomach nauseous" said Moon sure. The girl sat herself down and sagged down to the floor. The decision is round. Because he thinks home is more comfortable than in that place.


"Okay, okay. Let me help you." Space led the girl's body out of the room. A lot of people were walking there, some were sick and there were also those who were waiting for his family to be treated.


"Dear, pity them. I'm sad to see there are a lot of sick people here" said Moon Manyun.


"Why? they have a family?" Space doesn't really care about that because he's not the type of person who easily laughs.


Why is my wife a gini baperan anyway? but he used to be the worst at taking care of others...


Space felt his wife's behavior had changed. At one time, the behavior is very difficult to control if it is inherent in someone.


The two continued on their way to the front porch of the hospital. Suddenly Angkasa hit his head for forgetting something.


"Sorry, Honey. My phone was left at the table. You just wait here. Don't go anywhere before I get back!"


Space warns, so that the Moon listens to its words.


"Yes, don't be long. I'm waiting for you here." The moon sits in a chair.


Making sure the Moon is safe there, he immediately ran in again to the room where the Moon was treated.


The moon, enjoying the atmosphere in the night, was shocked by a man in front of her.


"Basic impostor!" todong the young man.


The moon knitted her brows, trying to recognize who had said disrespectfully in front of her. But many times trying to remember he was attacked by dizziness again.


"Oh, my head hurts. Who are you, I don't remember?" The moon held its head that was pulsing strongly.


"Don...!" Son is upset. He continued to observe the posture of the Moon comparing it to Sekar.


"Basic cheesy!" insult her again, with cynicism.


The moon that felt underestimated by the man immediately rambled long like a train. "What do you mean, Mom? from talking to me that way. What is my fault, huh? do not want to bring people. My feelings never relate to that. Other than the cheater, cheap. When did I hurt you?"


The son clenched his teeth, so exasperated that he wanted so badly to hit the mouth of the Moon.


"Eh, cheap women. Self-conscious dong. You have succeeded in exploiting the madness of Space. Just because he thinks of you as Sekar."


The son pointed roughly at the face of the Moon. Although there is no denying the similarity of the faces of the two. But for the Son of the woman it was still someone else.


"Is, ngeselin yes. I am Sekar. Why also I lied to my husband," timpal Moon again do not want to lose.


The son is out of words. He also showed a photo during Angkasa revealing his love in public on the night of ULTAH Sekar.


"Okay, if this woman is you. What the Space said that night was the same as you!" challenge Putra. That way everything will be bright.


The moon is watching the photo closely. Not to remember who came back dizzy. Sweaty forehead. His body also felt limp until almost staggered to coincide with the return of Space.


"Darling, what's wrong with you?" Space watched the Moon's trembling hands and stared intently at the Son.


"Gosh, Son. What the hell are you doing? Not satisfied with meddling in my affairs?" amuk Space. He took a photo in the Son's hand and watched it.


A shadow immediately attacked. Where he roared weeping for the death of Sekar.


"Hhh...!" Space screaming. "What did I see?" He threw the original photo and released the Moon from his embrace. There he followed, holding his head. I think he's been through that time. Events that tortured him so hard to control themselves.


"Dear, what's wrong with you? headaches too?" The Moon was holding his kingdom He was more confused by what he saw.


"Yes, your Crazy couple in this world, is very, very ridiculous" the Son mocked again. He left them still enjoying the pain in their brains.


The Moon and Space are trying to think clearly. They do not want to be incited with the words of the Son who will not get tired of disturbing them.