Miss Your Hugs

Chapter 74

Six months have passed, the police have named Reyhan as a suspect in a premeditated murder case. Uncle Ridwan's company went bankrupt, there was nothing left all due to their greed. Almost every day Uncle contacts Bara, asking for mercy so that his son Reyhan can be released. However, Bara doesn't care anymore, instead blocking all of his Uncle's and his family's numbers.

The time shows at 10:30 am, Bara is still focused on the monitor screen.

Mr. Zaky walked in without knocking on the door first.

“Good morning Mr. Bara,” greet Mr. Zaky.

Bara immediately turned to the voice with a little surprise, because he did not hear the sound of people knocking on the door of the room.

“Good morning, Mr. Zaky. Can I help you sir?” sahut Bara friendly.

“So like this,” said Mr. Zaky hanging his words, then pulling a chair to sit face to face with Bara, only the table blocking them.

“How is your wife?”

“Alhamdullilah has improved sir, now can walk without using a stick,” Bara said.

“Alhamdullilah. We have a company problem out of town, I intend to send you out of town for a few days only. Does Mr Bara not mind? This is very urgent. I can't leave because there's an important client who's going to visit our company here in a week. I hope you want,” said Mr. Zaky with a face full of hope.

He was silent for a moment.

“When to leave Sir?” bara asked because he had not asked his wife for permission.

“A week away, because you have to do Medical Check Up first, to ensure your health before leaving,” said Mr. Zaky.

“Good Sir, I'm ready. But before that, I have to ask permission to my wife first.”

“Good Mr. Bara. Again, thank you for working together.”

“Iya Sir, equally,” sahut Bara friendly.

After that, Mr. Zaky said goodbye to return to his room. Bara looked at the clock that was coiled around his wrist, as it had already entered the lunch break. Bara rushed to prepare his bag, this afternoon he worked only half the time, because he promised to take his wife in control.

On the way home, Bara felt her phone vibrate at the sign of an incoming call. He pulled the car over first, before picking up the phone.

“Pak Zaky?” mummy Bara.

Immediately he shifted the green button listed on the screen.

“Halo Pak Zaky.”

I heard Mr. Zaky's voice behind the phone.

“Pak Andi has sent a Medical Check Up certificate to your email. After asking permission to your wife, Mr. Bara can immediately do Medical Check Up at hospital xx. Sorry Mr. Bara I trouble you,” said Mr. Zaky behind the phone.

“Iya Sir. I try,” Bara said.

“Good Thanks. I close the phone first.”

“Iya Sir,” Bara again.

After ending their conversation on the phone, Bara resumed his delayed journey home.

After a few minutes, Bara now arrived at his yard. Because the weather this afternoon the sun is very hot, making Bara's head feel a little dizzy. He walked slowly entering his house while twitching his head temple to reduce his dizziness.

Due to lack of focus stepping, Bara lost balance he accidentally hit the table until he fell on the Glass table. Because the small table can not withstand the weight of Bara's body, making the table fall so that it makes a very loud sound.

And prang!!!

The sound of things breaking was so loud, the sound was heard all the way to the room. Nisa who had just finished putting on her clothes, directly exited her room. Since the last three months, Nisa and Bara have been sleeping in the lower room.

“What sound is it? Has Bara gone home?”

Upon arriving in the living room, she saw her husband collecting broken glass.

“Mas.”

“Iya darling. Stay there, there's a lot of broken glass here. Later your feet hurt,” Bara said.

“What happened mas?”

“I accidentally hit this glass table. Did you slide the desk?!” tanya Bara raised her voice a little.

Nisa frowned, the table never moved.

“I have never moved anything in this house mas! Especially with my condition now?” ketus Nisa's.

“Sorry baby, I got carried away with emotions,” said Bara felt guilty still collecting the broken glass.

Nisa sighed.

“What mas injured?” ask Nisa.

“No dear, I'm fine,” Bara said.

“I'll get you a broom mas.”

With a slow path Nisa took a broom that was located in place. Since they had no maids at home, all their homework was done alone.

Nisa helps her husband clean up the rest of the broken glass, although there is little debate. Eventually Bara allowed his wife to help him.

“Mas your hand is injured.”

Seeing her husband's slightly bloodied hands.

“It's just a small wound, baby. You don't have to worry.”

“The slightest injury, will be large and dangerous if not treated mas!” nisa's chirps took the p3k box that was on the table.

Bara was only resigned, when his hands were treated by his wife. She slightly sliced away the pain in her hands, as Nisa started rubbing alcohol on her husband's hands.

“Are you ready, we will leave now,” Bara said when he saw his wife had finished treating her hand.

“Iya mas, already. Did you have lunch?”

“Later on, I have no appetite for food,” Bara said while massaging his temple.

“Mas it looks skinny now. Why lately, mas like not tasteful to eat? Do you have a problem?”

“Entah darling. Now focus on your health, let's go now.”

Nisa sighed heavily, then nodded. Asking for free she thought, her husband would not want to tell her the problem.

“I'll take my bag in mas.” room

“Iya,” suhut Bara brief.

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