Rania script

It's not your fault..

" How many days permit?" ask the papa,

" three days pa" replied Wulan shortly,

" papa has called Adrian's doctor, visit there later in the afternoon, so Fahim who delivers.."

" Fahim there is a lecture reward." replied Fahim while chewing crackers in his hands.

" Just allow it, not every day you come home.."

" let me go alone" said Wulan.

" Why didn't Ami and her father come?"

" Mas Ilham is doing a lot of activities in his office, and ami is having exams at school." replied Wulan covering up the problem, with the condition of his sick father as now..

there was no way he would tell the truth.

" Just move here, papa wants to see Ami every day.."

Wulan was silent,

" the gemoy, I miss him too.. " Fahim followed suit, making Wulan even more stressful.

" How is papa's health developing?" tanya Wulan switched the conversation, though,

" all is normal, only papa's sugar is high, but papa also never eats strange strange." replied papa Wulan while taking a stick that usually helps him to walk,

" papa don't mind much." said Wulan helping his father stand up.

" You have to be good so that I can calm down." His papa's words were like adding one more burden.

" Already, let Ine help me." said her father let go of Wulan's hand and turned to Ine, the nurse who used to look after and help her after recovering from a stroke.

" Buk?!" call Wulan, then just enter the small food stall located on the edge of the field where the physical exercise used to be.

" Lhoo? arek ayuu.. ?!" the mother walked over to Wulan and hugged Wulan.

" When do you come home?"

" just yesterday buk.." replied Wulan while kissing the palm of the mother who already looks old, it was,

Her hair was almost entirely bleached.

" Wulan submissions are less than buk?, why do you keep selling.mbok ya break buk.." said Wulan with a sad look, but,

" More nduk." answered the mother sitting beside Wulan,

" Ibuk can't stay still, Ibuk pegel's body is silent." he smiled as he stroked Wulan's arm.

" Mom don't force yourself.The wayward child often looks at me here, right?"

" Fahim once a week here. every Friday afternoon.."

Wulan patted Mom's back, and,

" buk. healthy nggih.. Wulan far away, can't go on.."

" yes nduk.. You are also healthy. piye bojomu karo your son? (how is your husband and son?)"

Wulan smiled faintly,

" Healthy buk.." answered Wulan,

" yes it must be healthy, your husband is handsome so. Your son is also a puffer.."

" no buk. they don't come here because of busyness, sorry not buk.."

" just the name is busy people nduk. ibuk ngerti.you just come here mom is very happy.."

said the mother who had worked as a domestic assistant at Wulan's house since Fahim was born.

But for no apparent reason I suddenly stopped working after a year of the death of Wulan's mother.

Every time you ask, your answer is just not strong..

he was not strong to see the pressure in the house, for years he had witnessed the conflict in the house, so he felt he had to stop in order to get calm.

" Where is Sampean going?" ask the mother while presenting her favorite ginger milk Wulan,

" Want to see the doctor buk.." replied Wulan immediately sipped her warm ginger milk,

" His chest still hurts a lot?" ask the mother with a worried look.

" Sometimes, if you remember Mama and Abi only.." Wulan smiled lightly,

" Wah.. mumpung here, I made to know the spice buk. who pedes.." added Wulan wanted to divert the conversation.

" Don't mind much.your mama and your son are calm..

let your body and mind be healthy..

eman. ayu ayu. but mind ndak karu karu.."

ibuk continues to advise, though,

" i'm healthy buk. mother is the same as me sehatan me.." Wulan laughed, though,

" Ami is windfall.in good care, do not continue to mourn your first child..

don't keep regretting your mother's death..

it's not your fault, nduk.. "

" my fault is buk.mama died because of my behavior." replied Wulan quickly, as she said,

" son, mate, die, the lustre of God who ngatur. though Wulan anyway if not the time mama called..

nduks..

who can cure Wulan itself Wulan..

not a doctor, not a drug..

what was beside Wulan was now in gratitude..

in watch..

Wulan looked at the mother, her eyes began to glaze over, her eyes were,

" Own me. I know you are tired." saw Wulan like that the mother could not hold back her tears, in Wulan's embrace.

" I'm sorry about everything.. Your father..your husband.let your life be calm.." said the mother made Wulan tears that are usually difficult to get out it finally spilled.

" Wulan can not forget buk. if Mas Ilham used to not be so. Maybe my mother and son are still alive buk.." replied Wulan in between her tears.

" Nduk. sing patience..

your husband has realized his mistake nduk. Your father is also not as hard as before..

wess.. stagnate..

stop. sing legowo atine.zinc legowo.."

ibuk's advice while continuing to embrace Wulan, he tried to strengthen Wulan's heart, because he knew. Wulan's mind was a little disturbed because of the pressure he had obtained so far, it was all he knew from Fahim.

If in the past he often wondered why Wulan is like this, since Fahim told the problem of what really happened to Wulan's mother so realized,

His body was healthy, yet his soul was full of wounds..

his mind is tormented with guilt.

Entering his room, he carried several boxes of bakpaos and bakpia in his hands,

" you?" A little surprised there was Inspiration in his room,

" Bang Ilham is waiting for you a long time, come home for lunch or what are you.." said Marlin,

" yes, lunch is. I forgot this morning to bring this, so take all of you.." Aksara put the innate.

" Mas Piye? while eating. "the word Aksara sits next to Ilham,

" I'm looking for Wulan" said Ilham, his face tangled, his eye bags clearly visible.

" I don't see him Mas, in his room isn't there?" answer Aksara, please,

" you are how, he's permission. it's been 2 days not in. " said Marlin, said Marlin,

" yes where I know. "answer Aksara makes the view of Inspiration wither.

" Why Mas? he hasn't pulled the submission?"

Ilham shook his head to answer Aksara's question.

" I went with Farhan when it was Mas..

I nasehati good good.."

The characters do not think.

" Is it possible that he went home to his master's house?, try his sister's phone.."

script Suggestions,

" no. I'm afraid his sister will tell my in-laws that our household is in trouble.."

ilham said doubtfully,

" can Mas pura nanyanya, gausah said if he filed for divorce first.. "

" I don't know if my mind is dull.."

Aksara and Marlin stared at each other, both confused to see such Inspiration.

" Be calm, the commander is still weighing, he also cannot just grant your submission.." Sedating script,

" Facing again to the commander mas. alone without your wife..

tell me that you actually object.." Aksara added, giving input,

" from this.. They are strong, even though they torture themselves..

sure enough, the commander will not allow if either side still maintains.."

Aksara took the bakpia and placed it in the palm of the hand of Inspiration.

" Feed first.it feels like making kangen beloved city.." Aksara raised both of her eyebrows while smiling,

" already.do not stress Mas, if you meet later. directly ambush.." Aksara laughs, though,

" attack how do you mean? I don't want to be rude." replied Ilham,

" who said how rude, ambush like yesterday that Mas told you, take where the cake goods a week two weeks, take,

anyway the project came home already there is a sister ami in the stomach.. ahahaha..!"

Aksara laughs, though,

" do not hear the word Aksara bang?! he's lost it..!" Marlin mediates while throwing Aksara with a marker.

" Strue how?! that's a powerful way.. ?!" answer Aksara sure.

" Pardon you, not necessarily powerful for others.. !" Marlin half glared, though,

" this is how bang. If my advice, do not go to the office..

to the commander's residence..

just talk frankly how you want to, brother,

if in the office, it feels like brother is less free to talk this. "suggested Marlin, Marlin,

Inspiration was silent thinking, while Aksara nodded naggingly,

" Ah. makes sense Mas.." said Aksara, Aka,

" I thought about it. "I replied with indecision, Ilham,

" yet not think too much. invite Ami also. let the commander know how to miss Ami to his mother.."

add Aksara reassures Ilham.