Not the Hope Husband

SIM(a marriage license

"If SIM, marriage license. Already have, he he he .. if SIM C exists, if other driving SIM has not interest." Fatir replied with a small laugh.

"Son Fatir can do it. Of course if the SIM is, that's why you two will get married." Oma smiled sweetly. With ma'am Asri.

Along the way, Viona just Silence not one bit let out her voice. He sat down with a look out the window.

"Let's get down Vi? it has arrived," asked Asri, after the car that Fatir drove parked perfectly.

"Well, Oma, Vi wait here. Vi lazy wretched." Viona's voice was lethargic.

"Why you, baby? it hurts!" asked Asri staring worriedly.

"You're sick, aren't you? Vi why are you?" oma looked very anxious.

"Vi, don't go to Oma's. Just another mager aja tuk road," said Viona again.

"How do you think dong?" ma Asri looked at the mother.

"Yes, we both bought it. Maybe Vi'll catch up, "oma pulls Asri's hand.

"Yes, Vi'll follow." Viona.

"Son Fatir. Temenin Vi, huh?" oma's message while glancing at Viona who looked lacking in spirit.

"All right, Oma," Fatir finally got back in the car. Sit in the back place. Glanced at Viona who was silent. Then his eyes went around.

"Thank you for all your kindness and family. Maybe .. I can't reply to him" Fatir said. A glance towards Viona.

"Sama-sama," muttered Viona briefly without turning a single glance. Right now Viona was actually feeling the voidness of the soul. His passion for life is down.

Fatir gave her the mineral water she had previously opened her seal. "It's a drink first. You seem to be less healthy.

Viona's eyes were directed towards the bottle, she was temporarily touched. Then he took it and gulped it, and gave it back to Fatir who was holding the lid.

Viona's hand pressed a button so that the seat retreated backwards, so comfortable to lean she felt her head slightly dizzy.

Fatir looked at Viona who leaned her head against the seat and closed her two eyelids. Fatir looked at it for a long time, then he turned his eyes to another place. Until he decided to follow oma and bu Asri to the shopping center.

After they met. "Son Fatir, where's Vi?" ask oma Yani.

"Yes, where's Viona?" asri looked at wonder.

"Eh ... Vionas. Sleeping in the car, Oma, Aunt. Looks like a soybean." Fatir replied slightly pointing back.

"Sleep?" oma and Bu Asri looked at each other.

"Yes, already. We're done shopping, we go home." Ms. Asri took me home.

Fatir took over some grocery bags from the hands of oma Yani. Kasian is old, while Asri's mom also brings a lot of groceries.

The three walked towards where Viona's car was parked. Viona was still sound asleep.

"Oh my goodness ... Vi, how come you slept in the car anyway?" the mother's voice while keeping things in the trunk.

Viona also woke up, hearing the boisterous voice of the mother and her oma. His eyes were directed at Fatir who was already sitting behind the wheel. Slowly rubbing his eyes. " What time is it?"

"It's afternoon baby .." said Ms. Asri.

"It looks like you are not fit, Vi should immediately see a doctor. Before the pain strikes," said oma Yani.

"Yes, honey. Right said oma. Son Fatir, we go to xx first to our personal doctor. Let Viona check her health," Asri ordered a glance towards Fatir.

"Ck, Mom, Mom ... Vi's fine, it's just soy sauce." elak Viona.

"Therefore check with the doctor, all Nak Fatir also health checks, want to marry!" oma looked at the two alternately.

Viona breathed a lot of air and then she released it very long. Fatir glanced at the beautiful woman.

"Mother, why are we going to the doctor's? tell him to go home. We'll just go home." Asri Protest.

"Oh, yes. How am I so confused, huh? We're just going home." Oma smiled knot.

"So how's Oma, what's going home to the doctor?" tanya Fatir looked back.

"Go home, Fatir boy. Oma forgot, if the doctor didn't tell her to come." Said bu Asri. Gently.

Not long after, arrive at the gate. Waiting for the opening of the scurity. It's true that Viona looks lethargic and looks careless she looks very limp. Oma told Fatir to carry her.

Fatir also seemed hesitant and did not dare to touch Viona. So did Viona, she refused to be carried by Fatir. With the reason can walk alone really, finally led by Asri. Fatir followed from behind while carrying a lot of paper bags.

"Must Fit dong baby, the day after you get married. Is the bride's life sick?" mumbling bu Asri.

"Yes, less happy dong if the bride is sick?" added oma.

"Vi needs a break, Mama." Viona was taken to her room.

"Son Fatir, his goods keep it there, so that later bi Ijah will settle," oma Yani pointed to the table. "Son Fatir is with Oma."

Fatir followed the steps of oma Yani up the stairs which finally Fatir who guided the hand of oma Yani. "Be careful, Oma."

"Maclum, Oma is old, quickly tired. But don't worry, Oma is common."

"Oma, where are you going?" fatir asked with his hands still guiding the hand of Oma Yani.

"This is Vi's room, will Fatir come in or will you wait on the couch?" pointing to the sofa in front of Viona's room.

With a long breath. "Fatir just wait here Oma." He sat on the couch without letting go.

"Okay, Oma come in first!" oma Yani's footsteps were directed toward the door of Viona's room.

Not long, doctor. Personally came to check on Viona's condition. And oma told me that Fatir waited first to be called.

"What are you doing there?" the sound of Mr. Rusadi setting foot on that floor.

Surprised Fatir who was enjoying a cigarette in his hand. "Om, how are you?"

"Well, what are you doing here?" repeat mr. Rusadi.

"That's waiting for the doctor." Pointing to Viona's room.

"Papa, where's the car key?" ask a blonde woman.

"Where are you in the drawer, where are you going?" ask back, Rusadi. Apparently the woman named Sita Pak Rusadi's son from the first wife.

"You want Aldi nganterin to alfamart. Oh this is your future father-in-law, isn't it?" asked the woman staring cynically.

"Boro-boro, sell chicken noodles." Answer the father.

The deg!

Fatir lowered his gaze. His red face held back the embarrassment, plus the pain that greeted his heart. He turned off the cigarette which was still half, crushed until it was destroyed. He repeatedly took a long breath.

The blonde woman just left. Followed by Mr. Rusadi down.

"Son Fatir's in?" asri calls Fatir and invites him into Viona's room.

At the door, Fatir hesitated to enter. "No pa-pa's aunt? I'm in."

Ma'am Asri looked over and smiled. "Ndak .. come in, anyways there's oma and Mama, the doctor too. Soon you are husband and wife, it will be your room as well" said Ms. Asri did not remove her smile. He understood, maybe Fatir felt bad.

Finally with doubt and unease haunting, Fatir swings his steps into the room and directly his eyes are fixed on Viona who is lying on the mattress covered with a thick and hairy blanket.

"Vi, just soy sauce." The sound of oma who was near Viona lay down.

Netra eyes Fatir turned to oma Yani while nodding, then he sat on the sofa tuk in check his health.

Occasionally Fatir's bead eyes stared at the sleeping Viona. Her face looked more beautiful, then she looked down deeply.

"Son, Fatir don't worry. Vi is fine," said Ms. Asri mesem looking at Fatir's expression that looked anxious.

"Oh, is this the groom-to-be?" search the doctor.

"Yes doc, what about the health of my future ghost doc?" asked Ms. Asri, as well as oma Yani looked curiously at the doctor.

The doctor smiled. "Well, no problem. Smoker huh?" the doctor said his gaze was around Asri and Oma Yani. Then it turned to Fatir who was in front of him ....

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