Queen the Ruler

Image Recognition

After standing for a long time waiting for the door to open, Alfat did not give up knocking on the door. His tired face turned to be confused because not usually the old wife opened the door not even raised a call from him.

"Partner where is it?" ask yourself and want to press the bell and intend to knock on the door as well. Opening with a backup key certainly can not be because it is locked from the inside.

Shortly thereafter, the door opened. Looks like a woman who has made Alfat very anxious. The wet and pale face made Alfat pull his wife's body into his arms.

"Mas, are you home?" the question from Citra made the husband's embrace come off. Alfath looked into the wife's eyes.

"Where to from? Why I called my wife is like contacting the president is very difficult." complained Alfat immediately made Citra chuckle to hear it.

Not intending to answer, the woman grabbed the husband's hand and kissed the back of his hand. He slowly pulled the husband's briefcase and suitcase. Alfat prevented it. He chose to bring his own suitcase because he saw the face of the wife who was worried, of course, Alfat was not calm.

"Will you eat first?"

"Don't think about it. Now let's go to the room. I want to talk to you." Alfat pulled the wife's hand to follow her steps towards the room.

The image was obedient without refuting, he was also very much something that the husband wanted to discuss. Even Citra felt very impatient to ask some questions and poured out her troubled heart and aching body.

The two arrived in the room, with Alfat holding his wife's hand tightly as they sat on the side of the bed.

"Where to from? what the hell are you doing? Are you sick? Why not tell me? It can be through a message, right? You're very worried about me, Cit. I can't concentrate on working there either." The question from the lips of the husband made Citra take a deep breath.

Not answering, just the image behind asking. "Mas, when are you coming home? Why are you suddenly home? Where did you put your phone, Mom? Why can't I even know you're sleeping for a while? You sleep alone, don't you, Mas?"

Clumsy, Alfat seemed to swallow his saliva rough. Wanting to lie he was afraid that his wife would know something while he was out of town. However, to be honest really Alfat not until the heart tells the truth to the wife. Slowly, the man took a deep breath and then exhaled violently.

"Darling, it's all nothing. They are purely working there. I swear by nothing I didn't do anything that made you sick. Mas know the limits." the answer that Alfat gives actually makes Citra think that no-no.

He frowned at the husband's words that made him feel out of sync with his question just now.

"Mas, try to answer my question correctly. Why is the answer like I'm accusing Mas of wrongdoing?" Alfat could say nothing more. He was confused as to what he would say at this time.

Until the awkwardness that occurred finally broke when Citra ran towards the bathroom. Alfat is after his wife.

"Cit, are you sick?" tanyanya was surprised to see the wife who had removed all her entrails. The image continued to vomit without being able to answer the husband's question. Long time the woman stood up until she was no longer strong enough to hold the body and lean on the bathroom wall.

Alfat stood holding the wife's hand. "Darling, why didn't you tell me it hurt? let's go to the hospital now."

The hand that Alfat pulled tightly to get out of the room made Citra stop the step of the husband. She shook her head as her husband looked questioningly.

"No need, Mom. I checked." Tears immediately dripped when Citra saw the face of the husband who was full of questions. Even the woman's lips trembled withstanding the tightness in her chest as she was about to convey this bad news.

He himself was very afraid of the disease he suffered. Slowly Alfat grasped the hand of the wife reassuring if all is well and asked Citra to say what happened exactly.

The embrace of Alfat's power gave to his wife. Then he said softly and softly. "Cit, say? What's the examination result? Whatever it is, don't be afraid we have God. Mas will be with you and we face this together." Alfat's speech finally made Citra momentarily close her eyes.

"I've had brain cancer, Mom." After saying that Citra also cried bitterly.