One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 43

"Rum, if you can skip work, you don't have to work first, take care of Hangga,” said Nata before leaving for work. “I can not permission because it is still a new employee,” he continued.

“Mas Hangga still fever, Brother?”

“Yes, even last night until vomiting.”

Because the rain was looking for Harum last night, Hanges got sick. His body temperature was high, but his body was shivering with cold.

After yesterday afternoon permission to go home to work during rest hours, today even Hangga can not enter work because of illness.

“Mas Hangga has taken medicine, Kak?” ask Harum.

“The mango is difficult if told to take medicine. Try it, Rum. Who knows if Hanges is the same as you. Even better if Hangga wants to be invited to go to the doctor. If Hangga wants to see a doctor, you're the one who accompanied him, Rum,” said Nata at length.

“Oya, one more. She didn't want to eat last night. This morning there was also not a single piece of food that entered his stomach,” he added.

Fragrant could only nod her head in response to Nata's lengthy explanation. How could he possibly persuade Hangga, while Nata's persuasion alone was not heeded by Hangga.

“Yes already, I'm leaving first huh. The taxi has come" said Nata.

“Be careful, Brother," said Harum while looking at the departure of Nata who seemed to be in a hurry.

Fragrant to feel lucky to get honey like Nata who is known to be kind. In contrast to Hanga, Nata treated herself well.

Nata is always attentive and loves to share. Every time he bought something, he always remembered Harum and bought it also for Fragrant. Harum can't count how many packages Nata buys online, and Nata always buys them as well to make Harum with the same item.

After delivering Nata's departure, Harum went up to the second floor to the room of Hangga. He saw that Hangga was asleep with a body covered in blankets to the neck. Harum stepped closer to Hangga then sat slowly on the edge of the bed near Hangga.

Fragrant hands extended slowly towards the face of Hangga, then attached the back of his hand to the forehead of Hangga to find out the temperature. When Fragrant's hand was still stuck on Hangga's forehead, her husband suddenly opened his eyes.

“Ma-ma-sorry.” Fragrant Reflexes distanced his hands. He lowered his head in fear that Hangga would be angry at his attitude.

Hangga turned her head to the small table beside the bed as if looking for something.

“Mas Hangga want to drink?” tasteless. From his passion, Harum felt that Hangga was thirsty and wanted to drink.

Hanges replied with a nod of his head.

“After I get it first.” Fragrant stood up and rushed to the kitchen, because it seemed Nata had forgotten to prepare a drink for Hangga.

Fragrant came again with a tray containing a glass of water and a bowl of chicken porridge.

“The porridge is eaten first, Mas,” said Harum after Hangga sipped a little water.

“I'm lazy to eat," said Hangga lethargic.

“A little, Mas. Two spoons is nothing, so you can take medicine. If you do not eat and take medicine, he will heal for a long time. Later work in the office also became neglected,” refer Harum.

At first Hangga refused, but for a long time Harum's husband also complied.

“I bribe yes, Mas,” Tawar Harum ventured. Although he was not sure if Hangga would accept.

Unexpectedly, Hangga nodded her head. “Two bribes only,” say.

Fragrant smiled widely and excitedly fed a spoonful of porridge to the mouth of Hangga. As hypnotized, the Hanges who originally wanted two mouthfuls could even eat more than five mouthfuls.

Harum smiled happily because Hangga wanted to eat. Moreover, Hangga wanted to eat being fed by him. Pleasure Fragrance multiplied.

After eating, Harum helped Hangga take the medicine.

“Mas Hangga later lunch will eat what?” ask Harum afterwards.

“You didn't leave for the store?” Hanges asked back.

“No, Mas. I'm off today. Besides, if I knew Mas Hangga was sick, I would definitely forbid me to go to the store,” Harum said.

“If you don't work, can make soto like that time?” Hangga once ate a lot of Harum-made soto and he admitted that it tasted very good. Hangga who is not naf-su eating, even so drooling imagine the artificial soto Harum.

“Can, Mas. Later I will cook soto,” sahut Harum semringah. Her lips smiling showed the happy puff of her heart. For what sake, being asked to cook soto by Hangga alone had made the chest of Harum explode happily.

“No need, I want to rest,” said Hangga and then lay down his body. Quickly, Harum enveloped the Hanges who had been lying down.

It was fragrant to leave the room after seeing Hangga close her eyes. Either her husband was sleeping or just simply closed because he did not want to see her.

Bodo period, Harum is not willing to think about the possibility of two things. For sure, at this time his heart was happy. For the first time, she actually played a wife. Even though it only serves the needs of a sick husband.

Smelling rushed to the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, he checked the ingredients to make soto. Luckily the ingredients needed are available in the refrigerator.

“You cook what, Neng?” ask Bi Jenah when Harum is peeling onions.

“Mau make soto. Mas Hangga said he wanted to eat soto,” replied Harum.

“Let aunty alone oruh. Neng Harum want to go to work ‘kan?”

“No, today I am permission. Mangga is sick again.”

“Mas Hangga is sick like it's raining,” chirped Bi Jenah.

“Mas Hangga rain-rain?” Fragrant frowned and paused for a moment the activity of peeling onions.

“That's loh, Neng. Neng Harum time does not go home and nginep in mes. Aunty thought Neng Harum had told Mas Hangga if he wanted to nginep. That night Mas Hangga ‘kan nyariin to rain. Where the rain is so great again. Mas Hangga came home at twelve, the time until the house his clothes were soaked because of rain.” Harum was stunned to hear Bi Jenah's words.

“Times anyway, Bi, Mas Hangga until nyariin me?” lontar Harum felt disbelief in Bi Jenah's words.

“Bener, Neng. Auntie didn't lie. Mbak Nata also fell asleep on the sofa tivi because waiting for Mas Hangga home.”

Hearing Bi Jenah's words, Harum felt guilty himself and thought that the pain of Hangga was due to his actions. A speck of sudden regret perched in the recesses of Harum's heart.

“Sotonya let me just cook it yes, Bi,” lontar Harum stop the chat about Hangga.

“Neng Fragrant do not want to rest, mumpung holiday,” suhut Bi Jenah.

“I want to cook for my husband,” said Harum smiled blush.

Bi Jenah also smiled happy to see cheerful on the face of Harum. Bi Jenah certainly knows how the relationship between Hangga and Harum, although Harum never told the problem.

“He, Neng. Then I want to iron aja.”

“Iya, Bi. His work clothes were washed yesterday Mas Hangga, if it is dry please iron also yes, Bi.”

“Siap, Neng,” says Bi Jenah. Then leave Harum who is struggling with kitchen spices.

It is fragrant to cook soto with great passion. By noon, when the soto had matured, Harum again offered Hangga to eat and the answer was very satisfying for him.

Hangga wanted to eat his cooking soto, not even resisting when Harum bribed him.

Smile continues to expand until the day changes in the afternoon. In addition to cooking soto, Harum also makes green bean porridge. Bi Jenah who told him that green bean porridge is one of the favorite foods of Hangga.

It was so nice to be dressed after the afternoon shower. Then, he went up to the second floor to the room of Hangga with a bowl of green bean porridge placed on a tray

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When entering the room of Hangga, Harum did not find her husband there. Maybe I went to the bathroom, he thought. However, he did not hear the sound of water rustling from inside the bathroom.

Fragrant put a tray on the table, then walked closer to the bathroom door. He leaned his body towards the door to attach his ear to the door leaf, to determine whether or not Hangga was in the bathroom. But what happened instead his body fell down because suddenly the bathroom door opened.

“Yes Allah,” Lirih Harum.

Some of the time was stopped, when Harum realized that he had fallen in the arms of Hangga. It was fragrant to lift his face. The highlight of his eyes was right on the brown bead of the man who was now embracing him.

The fragrance fell for a moment. Feeling an unusual thump that suddenly burst. For a long time, he had not felt this kind of stirring. Precisely, after he was officially pitted.

Hangga was no less restless when staring at the shady face of Harum. There was more and more stinging as his sense of smell imbued with the fragrant aroma that intoxicated his soul even for a moment.

Just for a moment, because somehow in the second to how much a voice surprised the two.

“Hangga! Fragrant!”