She's Not My Husband Seasons 1&2

Eps 8 Sick

The moonlight shines brightly and the star does not want to lose its light. The sky tonight is so shining that it looks from the window of my room inversely proportional to my mood. The wind of the night touched my skin, adding to the restlessness of the heart.

"Almost two weeks Galang did not contact me," a very big question in my mind. Every call is always in a busy tone call like never before.

The chest tightness is not held back anymore, I have to find out what really happened. I intend tonight to call back.

This time the call is connected, a voice is heard across there giving greetings.

"Assalamualaikum hanum ? greet the familiar-sounding voice in my ear."

"Wa'alaikum greetings, answer me".

After hearing my greetings, a voice I still did not know continued to speak.

"I'm sorry, the mother who raised her call because Galang was again in a small room, said a voice across gave an explanation."

"Nearly a week Galang here, he was typed," the explanation of the voice across it continued to speak.

Deeeg heard the words make my heart beat. Unconsciously my hand shook so that the cellphone was held fell. I was glued for a moment and bad thoughts flashed.

"Hallo hallo hello, there was a voice across there a little screaming disperse bad thoughts that came. Soon I got back the phone that fell off my leg."

"Hanum what happened?, asked the voice of the woman there."

I think the one who is talking is his mother Galang. He continued asking for curiosity as a result of hearing something fall.

"What sound is that, Hanum what happened? repeat the same question."

"My phone is out of my grasp, ma'am, I replied."

"Ooh... That is, don't worry. The gap is better than before. Hanum don't worry said mother slightly relieving my anxiety. Mom gave me her phone she was right next to me" said the mother gently ending her conversation.

"Hey.... Darling, there's a bright sound of Galang."

"I'm sorry" said Galang. Because she's sure mom must have told her whereabouts at the hospital.

The clear thread at the end of the eye that I had been holding back from earlier instantly fell unbearable again. A crying voice rang out, Galang called out to me softly easing the sound of crying.

"Why don't you give me news that you're sick?, ask me on the sidelines of the crying that is starting to subside."

"I don't want to make you worry about that, but I'm sorry to make you cry."

"Tomorrow is also allowed to go home, you are here, baby?, he asked."

Without in the pinta must have come, because it was late at night I undo the intention to go there immediately.

"Dear, I'll be there early in the morning." Said Hanum with a slight feeling of relief.

"Thank you dear, orchid room no 3. Go back to sleep don't think about the heavy, I've been much better." Galang said make sure I don't have to worry about it.

"Dear, I'll go to bed soon." Answer me.

Sniffing mesrah from far away I fly and Galang also returned to end the call.

I collapsed my body, the tightness that I felt disappeared a little. Means the uneasiness that I think these few days have been answered already.

Galang really likes it that way, trying to cover something that makes me worry. Such actions even made me more worried.

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