Rania script

want to age together

" I understand that there are some things that are not easy to forget.." Said Fahim to his brother who was sitting leaning on the bed, he gave some medicine and a glass of water to drink his brother.

" Do you know..? some people believe it as a memory..

for a sincere person, memories are happiness,

for someone who has been hurt it is a trauma.." Fahim wiped away her brother's tears that came down nonstop, The woman cried as if without a sound.

For the first time he cried brightly in front of his sister.

" It is not easy to be a sincere person and then be filled with trauma in the end..

but that's just a phase of life..

why let yourself lose.." Fahim wiped his brother's tears for the umpteenth time.

" Ohim...?" weeping Wulan shrieked,

" why mbak? why is it that I'm this tough guy, letting trauma rule him..

letting that trauma take you to the darkest side of you..

so that all you can find is the ugliness of evil and despair.." Fahim massaged his brother's palm slowly so that his brother's crying subsided.

" A lot of people fall like you..

but they chose to rise..

then why..? why don't you want to rise up like everyone else..?"

" that's because I don't deserve to be forgiven..

my mistakes fill my head all the time.. " Wulan is still sobbing, though,

" i'm tired of pretending to be tough." he added gripping his chest that began to hurt.

" Mama left me for you to take care of..

then if you keep this up all your life who I'll put on my back when I'm tired, too..

I know how heavy the first child's back and shoulders are..

but you can't just run and dump me..

you must heal mbak..

cry is the hard one..,

but after that..

improve lah..

please mbak.."

Wulan looked at Fahim with tears,

this little boy, now he can advise me, thought Wulan, but he still smelled snot when his mother died.

" Mama?!" ami's voice shrieked in Wulan's ears, and,

Wulan was silent, she looked at Fahim.

" Mama?!!" the voice was heard again, Wulan's countenance grew even more fearful.

" It's not a hallucination.it's really Ami's voice mbak.." said Fahim, said,

" no way, Ami's not here.." Wulan wiped her tears.

" what is impossible.. ? that's them.." Fahim moved his chin, pointing towards the door that opened slowly.

Wulan turned her head for a moment towards the door of the room, a child she longed for was running towards her,

and most strikingly, the tall man standing behind him.

"That's my son and my husband." he murmured softly,

" yes. it's your son and husband." replied Fahim heard the murmur of his brother.

" I'm sorry I told them to come here..

I don't want to watch you alone like this. Ilam must know you are suffering too." Fahim touched his brother's hand and got up,

" mama??" ami's steps stopped, he hesitated to get closer, his mother's face was not okay.

" Come closer.it's okay.your mom's just sick..

there hug your mother dear." whispered Fahim to Ami.

Hearing Fahim Ami's bold words, he stepped slowly and hugged Wulan.

" Ami misses mommy.."

ami's words made Wulan's cry break again, she could not help but hold back, in her daughter's embrace tightly.

" Mama also misses dear.??, forgive mama...pardon mama..??" Wulan sobbed so much so.

Ilham let Ami along with his mother, he did not dare to approach for now.

But she felt grateful that her sister-in-law had sent her here.

Hearing Wulan's unstable condition he couldn't keep quiet.

Ilham immediately took permission and brought Ami.

" What's the matter exactly?" papa Wulan's voice intimidates.

Inspiration sits down, confused where to start.

" I'm sorry pa.. Does Wulan not tell?"

" what story?"

Inspiration again confused what to answer,

" you guys got into a fight?" ask papa Wulan,

" it's worth it that he went home alone?!" papa Wulan added in a higher tone.

" We. "the sentence of Inspiration ceases,

" we are actually.." Inspiration continued his sentence,

" we're okay pa.. " The voice of Wulan surprised Ilham.

The woman walked into the living room where Ilham and her father were sitting,

" We're just having a little fight, a common misunderstanding.."

Wulan sat next to her papa, and,

" didn't you?" tanya Wulan looked at Ilham who was still shocked.

" i yes pa.." replied Inspiration bowed back,

I don't know why he didn't dare to raise his head at all.

" Hear Me Inspiration, you have hurt my son enough times! if I hear you hurt Wulan again, however much I will throw you into a slump, you will be worse off than my daughter if you hurt her again!

Even if it had to separate you from him I would do, you think you're the only man in the world?!"

her papa, firmly,

" inggih pa.." replied Ilham still bowed, but,

" If you are a man, correct your past mistakes correctly! don't let Wulan misunderstand you in any way, that's if you still love her!

if you still want to age with him!

or you don't want to live with Wulan anymore?"

" i was wrong, I loved my wife and wanted to age with her..

I will even continue to love him even though he no longer loves me." replied Ilham quickly, as he did,

" really?!" papa Wulan was still talking with his high tone, though,

" it's a form of regret, and that's what I've been doing all this time,

I will accept any punishment as long as I am forgiven and allowed to remain with my wife.."

" you're even willing to trade him for your job?"

Ilham was stunned, he ventured to look at Wulan, but Wulan threw his gaze in the other direction.

" i'm ready..! whatever it is I'm going to do to keep my family whole!" answer Ilham sure.

The room was quiet for a moment,

papa Wulan who was full of emotion suddenly died down and leaned his back on the shoulder of the sofa he was sitting on.

" You hear that, son?"

" yes pa.." replied Wulan who had been silent since, honestly he was shocked by what he heard.

" Have worked well you two, take good care of your daughter and always love each other." Papa Wulan said calmly.

Verily the old man was only bluffing, he wanted to know how much Inspiration was upon his family.

He actually already knows that Ilham has changed a lot in recent years and is always patient with Wulan, but this he must do for the peace of the Wulan household.

At least he can die peacefully later, after knowing that Ilham really loves and will take care of his children and grandchildren.

Inspiration followed the steps of Wulan,

" why follow me?" tanya Wulan stopped her steps, though,

" where am I going?" tanya Ilham was confused,

" You can take the guest room" Wulan replied and continued her steps into the room.

Inspiration came in and closed the door,

" What do you mean?" Wulan was upset that Ilham was still following her.

" You want to make papa suspicious? have we not made up in front of him..

it is not good if he knows we are sleeping in separate rooms." replied Ilham calm, although in fact his heart does not rust.

Maski was afraid of being rejected, he still recklessly followed Wulan to the room.

" Don't take a chance I said we're okay.."

both are looking, though,

" i am sultry, want to take a shower and change clothes." said Ilham arrived, arriving, and,

" don't keep excuses, where's Ami?" The tired-looking Wulan sat on the bed,

" take Ami here, I want to sleep with Ami" he said, laying down.

" Ami's exhausted, she's sleeping in papa's room.. "

ilham replied with a flat face, although his heart was actually happy because it could be alone with Wulan.

" Haha. ya already.." said Wulan tired while sighing.

" i took a shower first.." Inspiration immediately put down his bag and rushed to take a shower.

Ilham cleaned himself as clean as possible, rubbing a lot of soap so that his body odor could make Wulan comfortable.

Well, actually he wanted to tease his wife..

who knows the slightly perverted script advice is useful, he thought.

Inspiration came out of the bathroom, he only wore a towel, deliberately showing his body that was still charming to Wulan.

Inwardly he smiled his own smile, his intention of teasing Wulan was already round.

Inspiration walked slowly with a calm heart towards the bed, where Wulan was lying there,

Inspiration sat slowly on the bed, right next to Wulan.

Ilham knew Wulan was closing his eyes, but Ilham believed his wife had not slept because it was still not too late.

" Lan..?" call for gentle Inspiration, while rubbing her still wet hair with a small towel, and,

" is she asleep?" ask again, Inspiration,

" Lan?" call him for the umpteenth time for not getting an answer.

Ilham turned with curiosity because it did not sound authentic at all from Wulan.

" Owalah.." lamented softly in the veil of disappointment,

Wulan was asleep, really was asleep, he painstakingly took a bath and rubbed his body so that the fragrance smelled Wulan, but he even stayed asleep just like that.

" Am I going to take a shower later." he muttered with a long sigh.