Not the Hope Husband

Don't Be Spoiled

"Eh, Son Fatir. Come in, son, meet Soraya, okay?" welcome Lady Siti, Soraya's mother.

"Thank you, Mom ..." Fatir entered who previously shook the hand of Siti maam.

In the middle room, it appears that Mr. Mamu is sitting relaxed in the front seat of the television. Fatir approached and grabbed a hand and kissed respect.

"Tumben, the nights are coming. Want to meet Soraya yes, Son Fatir." said Mr. Momo.

"Yes, Sir. He said Raya fell. Is true?" fatir's eyes saw Mr. Momo and his mother soraya, Ms. Siti.

"It just fell off the bike this afternoon, but Alhamdulillah did not badly wound it." Answer Siti's mom to Fatir.

"Thank God if not why, Mom" continued Fatir.

"It's just a sprain, Nak Fatir. Let's take you to the room." Take Siti's mom while walking to her room.

Fatir also moved to follow the steps of Siti's mother who first headed to her daughter Soraya's room.

"Honey, look who's coming" Siti's voice stood at the door.

Reetc ....

"Come ... not in the key," Soraya said from the inside.

Blake it!

The door opened, and Soraya was sitting on the bed leaning.

"Masuk Mas," Soraya sumringah's face, looked happy to be visited by the lover.

"How are you?" Fatir came in and sat on the edge of the bed.

"This is how it is." Soraya replied while commenting on her thin smile.

"Cock can fall anyway? Not careful!" ask Fatir.

"There's another motorbikes mepet Mas so I nyuksruk deh to the edge see my accomplices lightly injured. I'm spraining my leg." Soraya shows the wounds on her smooth hands and feet.

"Other times be careful. Don't be reckless" Fatir said after seeing the wounds on Soraya's hands and feet.

"Mas .. I was careful. Wretched time guy how dong? lirih Soraya's.

"Son Fatir hasn't eaten yet? eat first. I have pepes of fish as vegetable coconut milk."

"Thank you, ma'am, that's it." Fatir I.

"Why do you rarely come here? it's busy." Soraya stared at the old Fatir's face, as if to be satisfied and let go of longing. Like a drop of water that quenches thirst.

Fatir was silent for a moment. Indeed, lately they rarely meet not only busy selling but also have to take care of his marriage with Viona. Even tomorrow he must take care of the letters to the local village, continued the religious affairs office. The Netra eyes of Fatir looked at the lover. Wanting to say this, but he stopped because Soraya's heart would be broken even for any reason.

Fatir, so the dilemma. Disconnected dear, let alone the relationship they built was not one or two years but longer than that. Let this relationship go first. He will tell you all, when the time comes, and he must be ready with the risks later. Obviously his heart is heavy if you have to decide Soraya, but he also has no intention to play with his marriage later.

"Em, yes I'm very busy with my efforts." Answer Fatir. "Yes, thank God you're okay. Next time be more careful."

"Yes, baby .. thanks for coming. Yes, I still miss!" soraya's voice with her potting voice. Hand held Fatir's hand.

"Em, I can't. I have to get back, my sale hasn't closed yet." Fatir said while looking at his watch.

"Ah ... still miss tau," said Soraya, sticking her cheek on Fatir's shoulder.

"Raya .. don't be spoiled, Nak Fatir has a duty. Making a living for your family and your future" Siti told her daughter Soraya.

"But, Ma'am .. is still missing Mas Fatir. Can't time be your own lover? I don't really understand." Soraya grumbled slightly away from Fatir.

Fatir got up from his seat. "I'll go home first, Raya. Mommy." Fatir looked at the two in turn.

"Alright, oya. Healthy mom?" ask Siti to Fatir.

"Mom, healthy Ma'am. Thank goodness." Fatir replied while nodding.

"Thank God, if healthy," continued Siti.

Then Fatir came out. ushered Soraya, although with a slightly limped road due to dislocation when it fell last afternoon.

"Yes, son .. You just fall asleep," Simpal bu Siti while guiding Soraya's hand.

"I want to take you to the porch, it's been very busy here. Not satisfied talking too," said Soraya as she continued walking.

Fatir said goodbye to Mr. Mumu who was in the middle room. "I'll say yes sir."

"Well, hurry up. Just come."Looking towards Fatir.

"The cart has not closed, Adam's waiting." Tymphal Fatir. While reaching for Mumu's hand.

"Oh, yo wes not careful on the road." Mr. Mumu said back.

Fatir continues to walk to the terrace, escorted by Siti and Soraya bu. "I go home first, get well soon?" looking at Soraya.

"Yes, Mas. What comes often?" soraya said the two looked at each other for a long time.

"I'm busy. Hesya goes to the hospital again, in the hospital." Answer Fatir.

"Hesya is in the hospital again? how many days have it been" asked Siti in shock.

"There was. About a week, ma'am." replied Fatir.

Soraya's face pouted a little. "The child keeps bothering, where can you mourn for us to get married? if your little sister goes to the hospital." Soraya's head shook violently.

"Raya ..." watered down Siti's bu while shaking her head. Preventing his daughter from speaking rudely.

Fatir stared dislikefully at Soraya. Could've talked like that about her youngest sister. But Fatir could not say anything because it was so. After touching bu Siti. He rubbed Soraya's shoulders, then approached the bike and put on a helmet.

"You don't talk like that, Nduk. Either way it's your future brother-in-law Nduk." Siti Soraya's.

"Mother, it is so Mom. How can you save for the wedding expenses try? if the money continues to be used at his sister's expense. Sebel is." Soraya said as she walked in. Preceding the mother.

The conversation between mother and son was clearly heard by Fatir's ears behind the helmet. His heart hurts. Like a terhiris. He could only breathe deeply. Throw away all the stifling burdens on his chest.

Fatir motorbike slid from the yard of Siti bu house and Mumu pack. As Soraya's parents.

Returning from Soraya's house. Fatir went straight to the base. Meet Adam and Sidar. Coincidentally already closed the place of sale, and the place was deserted.

"Alhamdulillah .. as out as possible." Fatir's Mumbling. Then continue the journey home.

After seeing his brothers at home. Fatir asked what he had eaten to his two sisters.

"Already Mas. I brought you some food." Answer Adam.

"Goodoo. If so, I want to go to the RS. Meet Hesya and mom." Fatir.

"But, haven't you eaten yet?" said Adam.

"Later. Go first." Fatir continued his intention to go to the hospital.

Fatir motorbike again sped into the streets in the darkness of the night. Towards the hospital where Hesya is being treated.

Arriving at Heshya's room, Fatir was surprised to see a package of fruits. And expensive food.

"Mom, where's this from?" fatir asked the Mother, Not forgetting to say hello before.

"Delivery, he said of Viona. There was a rice box. It's roasted chicken, I'm eating the same. So Sidar's delivery wasn't to eat, son." Answer bu Afiah.

Fatir sighed, then opened the rice container that was from Home. Rice with the side dish is just flat. He immediately ate with it.

Bu Afiah looked at the son with a loving look. It looks like Fatir is hungry. "You don't seem to have eaten yet, son. Looks really hungry."

Fatir raised his face, smiling. "Y-yes, Mom. Haven't eaten yet."

Then Fatir continued to eat it, with great voracity, continued to eat fruit. His eyes looked at Hesya who was already sleeping ....

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