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Oh my Aira..

The beating of the dinner table sounded loud, to the surprise of everyone at the dining table.

"Mama listen to me! Don't ever insult my wife. Mama should understand how Raka is doing? How's Mama's son!" Raka spoke with high intonation.

The room immediately became quiet, no one dared to speak including Papa Bambang, Papa Raka himself.

"Aira is the perfect woman, and you need to know! That Raka is not as semi-" Raka's speech was interrupted.

"What's? What Raka?" yell mama Rina.

Raka was about to continue his words, but was banned by Aira.

Aira clasped tightly onto the cold hand like that corpse. He shook his head slowly to Raka.

"Let Aira, let them know. That I'm not perfect here, not you!" said Raka.

"Raka already," Aira said with the crystal liquid that began to fall. "I beg you" pinta Aira again.

Papa Bambang was curious about what Raka would say.

But he can't do anything.

"We get out of here Aira, there's no point in hanging out with people who can't respect other people. Thinking of her as a mother, made me very, very embarrassed" Raka said.

Enraged, Raka pulls Aira away from Dion's Apartment.

They were all chasing the departure of Raka and Aira, except for Mama Rina.

"Raka, Aira. Wait, son, Papa wants to talk!" yell Papa Bambang.

Raka stopped her steps, and turned to the direction of Papa's voice.

"Raka, please forgive your Mama Nak," said Papa Bambang.

"It's Pa, there's nothing to talk about. Raka and Aira want to go home." lead Raka.

"Cila, I'm sorry, yes" said Aira as a hiccup "Because I got your show messed up," continued Aira.

"No papa Aira, sorry too. You two are uncomfortable" said Syakila.

"Airas.. Please forgive your mother, son. Papa will advise your Mama later," said Papa Bambang staring softly at Aira.

"Aira already sorry Mama kok Pa, after all Mama is not completely wrong. What's wrong Aira, because it's been over a year can't love you grandchildren." lead Aira with a raucous voice.

"That's enough Aira! Stop blaming yourself, we better leave now," Raka said as she clasped Aira's hand tightly.

"Pa, Om, Aunt, Kila and Brother Dion. We say yes," said Aira while walking because his hand was pulled by Raka.

"Be careful" they all said at the same time.

Aira and Raka entered the car, after which Raka directly stuck the gas.

"Raka, slowly. I was scared," Aira said with her panicked face. Because Raka is driving her car at high speed.

"Raka, I'm scared,"

The emotional Raka did not listen to his wife's words. He drove the car very fast.

Until finally Raka realized, because of the shout of Aira.

"Raka! I'm scared..!" aira's screams managed to make Raka stop his reckless actions.

Raka stepped on the pedal of the car, and the car stopped suddenly.

He turned to his wife who looked pale with sweat soaking his pores.

"Darling, I'm sorry," said Raka as she rubbed the twinkle of Aira's tears.

Aira held onto Raka's hand which rubbed her cheek. Then in his kiss Raka's hand gently.

"Whatever happens, I still love you, Raka" said Aira.

Raka pulled Aira into her arms.

They were silent in the car, and suddenly.

Krukk, you,,!!

Aira's stomach rang.

"You're hungry, let's eat" said Raka. "Where do you want to eat?" ask Raka.

"Where," said Aira.

After that, Raka returned to drive her car. About ten minutes later, Raka's car again stopped near the fried rice vending cart that was on the side of the road.

"Would you like to eat that fried rice?" tanya Raka and nodded by Aira.

"What are we eating at home here?" ask her again.

"Yes, yes" said Aira.

They both got out of the car, and sat on a bench not far from the fried rice wagon.

"Bang, the fried rice is two yes. Pedes," said Raka.

"Yes, in wait, Mas" said the brother of the fried rice seller was friendly.

Before long, fried rice ordered by Raka and Aira so.

However, when Aira and Raka just want to eat it. Someone came along with them.

"Aira, Raka!" the man greeted Raka and Aira.

Hearing the voice of that person, Aira immediately clipped her Husband's seat.

"How are you guys?" ask the guy.

"Aira, why the hell every time you meet me, you look like a ghost" said the person as he approached and wanted to touch Aira's hand.

"Don't get close to my wife Briyan!" snapped Raka.

"I just want to say hello" Briyan said casually.

"Bang, fried rice one," Briyan said then to the brother of the fried rice seller.

Briyan continued to notice Aira who was eating fried rice with her face down.

Hearing Briyan's words, Aira stopped her. Then she moved to sit behind her husband.

"Don't scare my wife, Briyan!" Raka put down her plate, then pulled Aira into her arms.

"What the hell do you want?" ask Raka.

"I want your wife." lead Briyan.

"Raka, let's go home!" take Aira, Raka swore.

After that, he paid for his fried rice and Aira. Then they left Briyan who was staring at them.

Briyan paid for her fried rice, after which she also went home.

"Tomorrow we'll see you again, and I'll make sure that there's no Raka with you Aira" Briyan said.

The days change so fast, lately Aira is often moody. And unbeknownst to Raka, he often sees the Doctor when Raka is in the office.

The plan this afternoon, Aira will see Doctor Jonsh.

"Darling, aren't you ready?" asked Aira who saw her husband relaxing.

"Later, I'm tired. Somewhat unfortunate to his office." lead Raka. "Honey, I really feel that you've been getting quiet lately" said Raka suddenly.

"Your feelings, I'm mediocre. How do you think it's like that!" Aira pinched her husband's nose.

"Law.. It hurts! But really, you changed since the incident at the Kila Apartment," said Raka.

Degs.. Aira's face warmed up and her eyes began to glaze over.

"I'm sorry" he said, lowering his face.

"Sorry for what?" ask Raka.

"Actually I want to be like Kila," said Aira who also made Raka's eyes tear up.

"I'm sorry your imperfect husband, baby, sorry because of me, your life has to be tormented. But I've been trying" said Raka then went up the stairs and entered her study.

Before long Raka went down again, with several sheets of paper from the Doctor's examination.

"Darling, you see! Lookatthis. I've made an effort, an effort for you and our future, not even once. I've had frequent examinations and therapy, but the doctor said maybe not yet. Although no matter when it is," said Raka with a face that can not be interpreted, sometimes smiling sometimes crying and sometimes angry.

Aira was just pecking in place, with tears constantly flowing.

"Raka, no. Please, all my fault. Sorry for making you more fragile," said Aira "We will undergo treatment together, I will nemenin you," added Aira.

Raka lunglai's body, he leaned his body on his wife's body.

"Now you take a shower, we will meet doctor Jhons later in the afternoon" said Aira, Raka was just moaning resigned.

In the afternoon, Raka and Aira go to the hospital where Jhons' doctor is on duty.

"How's Doctor? Can I be healed?" ask Raka.

"Before I apologize Mr. Raka, because the disease that you suffer from the possibility to recover is only 25% percent. That's because you experience it at the age of the Father who is very young. If at that time Mr. Raka immediately took action, maybe this will not happen. Ordinary Impotent disease is susceptible to attack men who are 40 years old and above, but for ages like Mr. Raka. It happens very rarely." Obviously Doctor Jhons.

Raka and Aira look serious listening to the doctor's words.

"The same explanation as all the Doctors I met," said Raka slowly.

"We'll excuse you Doctor, thank you" Aira said as she lifted Raka's body.

"Mother Aira, you can try what I said at that time" said Dr. Jhons.

Aira nodded with a smile.

Raka was astonished to see his wife smiling at doctor Jhond, even in his brain came dirty thoughts.

"*What's possible, Aira's silence lately because she's been in contact with doctor J*hons?" raka said in her heart.

"If it's like that, I'll let Aira go. For the sake of his happiness I willingly," said Raka again.

Raka and Aira went straight home, arriving at Home.

"Aira, I'm leaving for the office huh. Maybe it will be overtime as usual," Raka said while changing her clothes.

"Lately you've been overtime, when did Dion return to the office?" ask Aira.

"Maybe spend the first Trimester of the content of Syakila, said obstetrician morning sickness in the Dion will decrease after this first Trimester," explained Raka, and Aira appears mangosteen.

"I'm leaving first yes, you don't be naughty at home" Raka said as she ruffled his wife's hair.

After that, Raka immediately left for the office.

Now his job must be done alone without Dion's help, because since Syakila was pregnant. Raka gives a sabbatical to Dion, as Dion suffers from cravings from Syakila's pregnancy.

Although Dion was on leave, sometimes he still went to the office when the situation was a bit better to petrify a little Raka work.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Raka returns to her residence. He usually came home around ten o'clock, but today. The job is not so much.

He entered the house deliberately not calling his wife, because he knew that Aira was also tired all day doing the housework. Starting from cleaning the upper floor and the entire lower floor, outside and also inside.

They did not hire ART services, because Aira did not want to. He still managed to clean the house alone without the help of anyone.

Although Raka always persuaded him but Aira remained steadfast in his stance. The reason is, if there is ART at home then he will get bored because there is nothing to do.

Slowly Raka climbed the stairs. Arriving inside the room, he did not find Aira. Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the bathroom door that was closed not too tight.

He smiled in anguish when he heard Aira's sighs and moans that filled the bathroom room.

"It hurts, but on the other side of my heart. I'm happy Aira, because you want to open your heart to others" said Raka, who was standing outside the bathroom.

***Connect..!!

Happy reading🤗🤗🤗

Maybe some more episodes yes, Raka we will heal. After this we will see the crazy action of Briyan..!!!

Forgive the author who makes this storyline slow, because the plot in the author's brain is like this. This aja groove a little othor cut for fear you are tired of waiting.

The author has tried to write directly jump to the chapter where Raka othor healed, but it turns out the groove becomes messy..!!

So sorry othor ya🙏🙏🙏

See you next up***..!!