Love Blankets Crossed the Road
Chapter 32 Rose's secret is revealed
Arkan came home with a sense of empathy for the chikha began to appear to arkan, as if only his mother who had not defended him , now proclaim to defend him openly.
They walked together into the room,
“You want a deluan bath??tanya was a little groggy considering how she firmly mentioned the wifely chikha now she felt ashamed before the chikha
“You are deluan only, I will still clean the face” said cikha
“Oh well, said arkan open the closet and look around for his bathing suit but did not see
“What are you looking for? Ask cikha
“Bandiku” says arkan
“Do you forget it is always located in the bathroom” said cikha
“Oh yes I forgot” said heading to the bathroom
“How can I forget, I look so stupid!!why can I misbehave in front of him” umpat arkan in the heart
Moments later pass through the bathroom tonight he took a very long shower trying to relax himself so that everything looks normal, he said, and his excessive nerves saw the chikha did not bear silly fruit but when he came out of the bathroom he saw the cikh already asleep sitting in a mattress in his tedy bear pajamas,,, he said,,
“Do I shower too long so this woman can fall asleep” said arkan in the heart while evicting the position of sleeping cikha
“Mama,,,mama,, they nasty”cikha delirious in his sleep. Arkan saw a tear in the corner of the eye and wiped it away kissing the girl's forehead and said
“Our mothers have been together in heaven, I will not let you hurt them again!!
The early morning is new to the relationship and let them look fresh this morning, without being asked to play the role of the cikha has been painstakingly preparing breakfast and this morning he woke up ahead of the air.
“Oh you're awake, right??ask mr. baskoro
“Iya pa” reply arkan walk to the dining table
“This morning mama's daughter-in-law, wake up early if there is good news” said madam rose baskoro
“Oh yes,” timpal mr baskoro
“Just pray ma pa, today cikha wants to do a seminar, if in acc the mentor finishes the seminar, cikha will research” said cikha
“Oh of course son, you have to be excited!!!”mrs baskoro
“Oh papa kira papa will hold a grandson” said mr. baskoro,
Sontak made arkan spit bread from his mouth, then coughed, swiftly giving water to arkan
“Why ar??it is appropriate that you have children” said madam baskoro with a smile
“Papa same mom just give me adek, papa legacy too much, I can not afford to spend it on my own” said arkan mocking while glancing at rose stepmother, his stepmother, she is still not happy if rose meddles in her life even though Rose is now her stepmother
Rose's feeling was devastated by the chattering and seeing the cloud on his wife's face, Mr. Baskoro immediately gave a defense
“Paaa,,,” said madam baskoro trying to stop her husband's speech
“Lohhh papa's wife is young, even my age, don't be ashamed pa!!isn't papa's goal of marrying a young girl one of them for descent!!”say arkan provoke the emotions of mr. baskoro
“Jaga what you said!!you better know your mother can't have children!!till anytime!!be grateful he called you more than his own son”ucap mr. baskoro
Mrs rose baskoro stopped breakfast and went to leave them, followed by Mr. baskoro trying to calm his wife.
“Why can't you keep your word” asked cikha
“Let him deserve it” said
“He is very kind and worries about you always, why not try to accept him” said cikha trying to advise arkan
“Stop discussing the crafty woman, I don't want to lose my mood” said arkan make silent they split up at the table to do each other's activities today.
Arkan was still sitting pensively in the office playing his pen, his brain was hard thinking about the meaning of his papa's words this morning about rose.
“Why can't rose have children??till anytime?” He said inwardly wondering
He called one of the young doctors at his father's hospital. Asking for help to sneak into rose's medical history, but agung refused because it was patient privacy, but because of the reasoned urgency arkan wanted to surprise life insurance both parents who needed a grand health history was willing
“How's dr??did dr get it???”tell me he got called
“Ya pack arkan I will send a medical history of father and father, you can check via email father yes pak” said dr agung
“Good dr agung, thank you so much” said arkan
Soon it may open a medical history of rose, he did not find a serious disease but there is one MRKH syndrome that is often consulted since rose was 15 years old, because arkan is not a health person he immediately find out on the internet what MRKH syndrome is, immediately his mouth was silent and his throat had difficulty swallowing saliva, in hatiny wondered 4 years more he was together rose in Germany he just found out rose has a disorder does not have a uterus, not having a uterus, broken in her heart just as long as they hang out freely there Rose never asks for the use of hacking, even arkan willing to take responsibility if rose is pregnant, rose just laughs, stating that he cleverly arranged his fertile schedule.
“Is this why he left me??”tanya arkan in her heart, I will force you to confess rose, do not let me in a protracted hatred”lucatkan rekan
Rose argued with mr. baskoro
“Why papa says it” said madam baskoro menagis
“He must know, so as not to constantly accuse you” asserted mr. baskoro
“But I don't want my weakness known to everyone” said mrs baskoro
“Why should you cover it from your own family, can't it help us urge her to have a child together with the chikha,” replied mr. baskoro
“But there is no need for aibku” said nyony rose shedding tears making mr baskoro feel guilty
“Honeeeeyyyy, that's not a disgrace, that's uniqueness dear!!”he hugged his wife who he loved very much
“I'm ashamed” said madam baskoro in tears
Mr. Baskoro wipes his wife's tears and hugs her, he doesn't know the real concern in rose's heart what if he finds out why he can't have children?, is that why he left her? and why in marrying her biological father, Rose is very familiar, she will never stay silent for her curiosity, let alone the pain that rose left without reason several years ago.
