My wife Kumel

My wife Kumel
Chapter 121 Luck Rudi



"Take my son, hopefully with this. You can quickly meet your wife and child," the gentle greeting of a security guard to Rudi, made the man burly. Unable to hold back the tears, there was no shame when Rudi cried and people saw him.


The security guard patted me on the shoulder, Rudi.


"Thank You. Mr."


Dashingly the guard went and said goodbye to Rudi, showing one thumb.


Rudi wiped away tears, help is always there for a husband who always glorifies a wife first.


"Ami, I'll be here soon."


Waiting for the next flight, where Rudi was getting ready.


There is one guard checking Rudi's identity, making Rudi a little worried because the ticket is not the same as his name.


Trying to stay calm, Rudi only resigned if anything happens to him. But it turned out that the officer blinked one eye, gave one thumb. Opening the mask.


"Your Farhan."


The man who became Rudi's best friend turned out to work on one of the flights.


Farhan placed a finger on his own lips and said, "slow down your voice."


Rudi can breathe a sigh of relief, once given the ease for himself. Now Rudi can sit without worry on the plane, because the ticket is not his.


The guard who walked in wept saying, "I'm sorry, my wife. My journey is delayed. Because other people need it so much, longing can be held, but the death of someone who will know."


The man, who became the security guard, worked in a private factory, far from his own homeland. He worked long distances to be able to provide for his family.


When he came home, he planned to wear a security suit to make his family proud. Seeing himself successful in the country of people, even though he only worked as a security guard.


However, his journey was delayed. When the person next to her cried, that person was none other than Rudi. On the phone, she kept encouraging her son. Especially when he heard Rudi say the wife was in the hospital, unconscious.


Make the heart of the security guard named Galih move to help.


A moment the phone rings.


Mr. Satpam, who is none other than Mr. Galih, nodded his phone, when he saw a flat object on his cellphone screen. It turned out from the wife.


"Why come home today?" ask the little boy with a sweet voice. Making the father's heart long, the man continued to try to hold back the tears.


"I'm sorry papa, yeah. Dear. Papa didn't come home, he just ran out of tickets!" answer Galih lying to the child. Suddenly the call was switched off.


Dreeet .... The phone vibrated back.


"Why didn't you go home and not get a ticket?" ask the wife on the phone.


"I'm sorry papa, Mah. Papa gives papa tickets to others who need more!" answer Galih, explaining everything.


The wife just took a slow breath and said, "you are amazing my husband. No papa you do not go home, as long as you take care of your health, yes. We're here to wait for your return."


The words of spirit that were thrown from the mouth of the wife made Galih, able to breathe a sigh of relief. By gently rubbing the chest. Mr. Galih came home happy.


For Mr. Galih, there is nothing to lose if we can help someone. Moreover, he is in trouble, because one day we will be helped by others, even if not the same person we have helped.


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On top of this big bed, Ira did not get the calm just a sense of fear. He thought of a way to keep Sisi from revealing everything he knew about Bu Ira's great secret.


Pasting both hands, holding back the trembling feeling in Bu Ira's heart and mind.


He began to remove the blanket that covered his legs, standing up from the bed.


Walking towards the outside window, he felt the wind piercing the pores of the skin. Making his short hair slightly lifted by the gust of wind.


His mind seemed confused at this moment.


"Do I have to reveal everything."


Restless, the breath of Bu Ira feels as tight. Withholding all the secrets that he had kept for decades.


Sisi's words continued to be heard from Bu Ira's ears, even though Sisi had gone out from inside the room.


"Side, why do you know everything?"


The door was heard again.


Apparently Sisi came by bringing drinking water for himself.


"Medicine is like drinking water, ma'am."


The side just laid on the table, he passed away without saying anything more. Made Ms. Ira call herself.


"Side, wait."


The round-eyed woman's footsteps stopped for a moment, she turned her back and said, "what's wrong mom?"


The old woman walked closer towards Sisi, holding both Sides shoulders with her palms.


"Si, do you want to help mom, say everything?" ask Mrs Ira. Make Sisi flutter, and grab Bu Ira's back, sticking it together.


"If you're to be honest, Sisi will help. Ma'am, for the sake of Arsyla and Arpan!" answer the side. Ms. Ira who heard Sisi's words immediately hugged the round-faced woman.


"Thank you, anyway. I'll tell them both my secrets, because this is the best. I'm tired of keeping lies for the sake of lies and I'm ready to go to jail" Ira told Sisi. Makes the lentic-eyed woman shocked.


"So who killed Mr Burhan, the mother's husband was her own mother?" ask Sisi. Because he just found out everything, what Sisi knows is Bu Ira's affair with his father Arpan.


"Yes, Sisi" said Ira. Looking at his palm and saying, "this hand that killed Mr. Burhan accidentally. And this hand became a silent witness to the entry of Mr. Ardan into the prison.


Miss Ira was crying. Her heart was fragile, when it came to her disgusting past.


The approaching side rubbed off Bu Ira's back.


"Nobody is perfect, they have flaws. So even with mistakes no human has no faults, they all have."


Advice from Sisi, making Bu Ira fall out. Slipping the side so tightly.


"Thank you, for your words of encouragement, Sisi."


"Have Bu Ira not cried again, do not consider yourself Miss Ira disgusted. For there is nothing contemptible and disgusting in the eyes of the all-powerful. The only difference is in the eyes of humans who cannot respect others.


Mom Ira knows that people who don't respect others are just like people who can't respect themselves. He is most noble in his own eyes, but in the eyes of the almighty. We don't know."