Rania script

causation..

Inspiration to take drugs lying on the table,

" Acute stress?"

he read the name of the drug one by one,

why had he never seen this medicine before,

he never knew his wife was taking any medicine.

Wulan came out of the bathroom, walking past Ilham who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

Inspiration said nothing, he only watched every step of Wulan, looked at Wulan from top to bottom, from right and left, and it made Wulan uncomfortable.

" why again?" tanya Wulan frowned.

" no." replied Ilham lowered his gaze, he did not look as happy as before.

" I came home first this afternoon," Wulan said while busy wearing her clothes.

" we go home the same.." Ilham got up and walked over towards Wulan who was busy combing his hair.

" Pity Ami still misses Fahim and papa, it's not like that" said Wulan with a flat face.

" No. I want to go home with you,

if you feel sorry for Ami, you'll be home tomorrow.. "

Inspiration hugged Wulan from behind.

" What's wrong with this attitude of yours?" Wulan tried to escape but Ilham hugged Wulan even tighter.

" Already, do not fight again.I can lift you up on the bed right now if you continue to keep a distance like this.." said Ilham, said,

" Please promise me you'll stay like this with me even if we get back there.. " Ilham leaned her head on Wulan's shoulder, the man looked so helpless, his voice pleading.

Wulan was speechless, he really could not say a word with this kind of Inspirational behavior.

Aksara and Marlin were busy playing ping pong.

the two had a fierce match until they did not realize Farhan had long sat quietly waiting for the two.

" You feel like this place belongs to you?" farhan's voice was tired.

Marlin and Aksara turned their heads,

Yggsng...!

it turned out that many members were sitting there waiting as well,

" They also want to play, give up a little of you." Farhan said.

" i'm not talking." said Aksara beckoned Marlin to stop the game and back off.

" To the canteen come on.." Take Marlin, please,

" yes, hungry e. "sahut Aksara, say,

" tumben you didn't come home for lunch?" ask Farhan,

" uh.. Rania continued to sulk, yes want to go home. but she frowned, yes baby's birth so anyway.." murmured Aksara.

" No need to carry a baby you are a bitch, just seeing you can make a bad mood." commented Marlin laughed, laughing,

Aksara did not answer, but his look was grim.

" You've gone too far.Yes, your wife deserves to be jealous, but don't be such a high school kid.. " Farhan added.

" What about High School? have you never been like me?" Little characters don't accept, though,

" no." answered Marlin and Farhan in unison.

" Yes, we want to be jealous of a pregnant wife..

unless she's not pregnant maybe we'll be jealous, right not lin?"

Marlin nodded.

" We cannot prevent others from glancing at our wives..

don't everyone who talks to your wife you suspect..

pity your wife, though,

because of your vague fear that the mood can be ugly, let alone the condition of being pregnant..if it gets depressed how?"

" i didn't push it.."

" but her jealous..?"

Silent script, though,

" it's uncomfortable.. "

" finished, he was never jealous of me..

isn't jealousy a sign of affection? but why was my wife never like that?"

Marlin and Farhan looked at each other, then both laughed.

" The more here you look like a high school boy, huh? the effect of wanting to be a father is how this... " Marlin kept laughing amusedly.

" Yes, your maturity and wisdom where is Aksaraaaa...?".

Ilham and Fahim sat on the front porch, watching Ami who was running to and fro in the yard which happened to be planted with many flowers by Papa Wulan, who was not involved, so there are some butterflies flying here and there.

" Let's see Andrian's doctor, he's the psychiatrist who handles mbak." replied Fahim calmly,

" Why haven't I been told him?"

" because he refused treatment.. "

Fahim smiled as if he could,

" the symptoms appear when he gets pressure Mas, he will tend to hurt others or himself. Therefore maybe he avoids Ami when he feels he is not good.."

Inspiration fell silent,

" What..? has he been out all this time because of it? he always avoids me at home "asked Ilham.

" It may be a mas" replied Fahim,

" Mas put a great amount of pressure when Mas left him..

in addition, the attitude of papa who is hard and does not hesitate to hit mbak when mbak do wrong..

it's like a piled up trauma.." Imbuh Fahim, the,

" I'm grateful that I didn't lose his sanity" Fahim added, again making Ilham lose his word.

" Well be good to my mother Mas.he's like this because of you, it's your job to take care of him until his trauma is healed..

not that I blame you..

but you're the one who got him hurt..

you should treat it too..

forgive his attitude all this time..

maybe it was just an escape because of his disappointment in you..

in fact, he still loves you so much even though he's trying to cover it up.."

Inspiration was still silent, not a single word came out of his mouth.

" Everything has a cause and effect.Good man can be bad when he is too wasted..

maybe I'm still young in your appeal, but what I experienced made me learn and understand a lot at this age." Fahim added.

" Excuse me..?!" a man standing in front of the fence arrived,

make Fahim and Ilham stop their serious talk.

" Yes Mas? find who?" tanya Fahim walked over towards the fence,

" Wulan is there?" ask the man in white.

" Forgotten tho him?" the man smiled at Fahim,

" like his friend mbak ya, but forgot the name e mas?" Fahim smiled, though,

" Ahmad him. yes yes yes.wong you were a child first.."

" yes e mas. monggo monggo in.." Fahim opened the gate, then took Ahmad inside.

" This is Wulan's husband.." Fahim introduces Ilham.

" Owh. Wulan's husband, I am Ahmad. Wulan's friend.." Ahmad shook Ilham's hand.

Inspiration at a glance at the innate Ahmad there are two large tote bags.

" A moment. I call my wife first." said Ilham then walked towards the kitchen.

" Ahem.." Ilham's voice made Wulan who was busy frying fish turn to the origin of the sound.

" There is a guest.your friend, his name is Ahmad.." Inspiration approached,

" Oh, Ahmad.. ?" Wulan lifted her fried fish and immediately turned off the stove.

Wulan's countenance looked delighted, she walked towards the living room, and Ilham followed her from behind without comment.

" Lho? take my order?" ask Wulan directly without saying hello first,

" Mbok ya basa stale first." Ahmad laughed, commenting,

" iki. your penance.." Ahmad put two tote bags full of tea on the table.

" Make it mad..!" Wulan laughing.

" Wes met Fahim?"

" Uwes.. handsome yo gede big..?"

" you.it must be beautiful, yes definitely good looking Fahim..!"

" yes begin.your narcissist.. "

The inspiration standing from a distance was just silently watching the two,

his face looked grim at how happy Wulan was to talk to others.

" Why is my wife's face always grim when talking to me.. ? he never even laughed like that in front of me." murmured Inspiration inwardly, silent he was upset.

" I just finished cooking, let's eat together.."

" no, I want to go back to work, just take a little break.."

" just for a second? I'm back tonight, come on mad..??" force Wulan,

" no, no, no. My time is taking Lan." replied Ahmad,

he could actually agree to Wulan's invitation to eat,

they are old friends, though,

and Ahmad has also often visited with his friends before this house, he said,

but somehow he felt the cold gaze of Inspiration from a distance, therefore it was better that he avoid trouble and leave immediately.

" Don't scare people so.." Fahim laughed while patting Ilham's back who was seriously staring at Ahmad.