The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 10

The mourners gradually left the still wet cemetery. Only a few close neighbors live and also mbak Marni, her domestic assistant and Mr. Mamat.

Hasna was still faithfully on top of the granddad. No more tears. He has told the grandfather's departure.

A gentle swipe was put on his shoulders, resuscitating his daydream. Miss Diana gestured for Hasna to come home soon. Considering the day is getting darker.

Time and again Diana persuaded Hasna to go live in the Suryanata family residence. Hasna insisted on staying at Grandpa's house for a few days.

Both of her in-laws are worried about the daughter-in-law's psychic condition. After being persuaded, Hasna finally agreed. For today, Hasna wants to spend the night at her grandfather's house. His childhood home. A home so warm and full of love.

And at the request of his parents, Rama was forced to agree to stay overnight in the house of the woman who is now his wife.

Mr. Andi and Ms. Diana went home first. Stay Hasna, Rama, and Mbak Marni also Mr. Mamat who will prepare to go home too.

Hasna went into the grandfather's room immediately. While Rama is welcome to mbak Marni to rest in Hasna's room.

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The next day, early in the morning Rama left the residence of Rusdi's late grandfather. Because there was an important meeting this morning.

Miss Diana, who was accompanying her husband to breakfast, was surprised by the arrival of the son. Moreover, it did not look like his son-in-law was participating.

"Pa's." Lady Diana signaled to her husband the presence of Rama. Mr. Andi followed the direction of the wife's view.

"Rama." Call Mr. Andi

Rama stopped his steps who were about to climb the stairs to his room on the second floor. He approached his parents who were having breakfast.

"You alone, baby?" Ask Diana. Rama simply nodded as the answer.

"Then your wife?" Connect him.

"It looks like he's still sleeping." Answer Rama accordingly.

Both of his parents frowned at the answer of his eldest son.

"You mean? You left your wife alone in her house?" The mother's voice was slightly raised.

"I didn't leave him ma, it's his house." Rama answered with comfort.

"Astaghfirullah." Lirih the mama, while frowning her forehead.

"Rama, Hasna is your wife. He's your responsibility now. Yesterday her late grandfather handed over that responsibility to you as her husband. Even the soil of his tomb was not dry, you left Hasna alone at home. She's a girl, son. He was just left by a family that belonged to the only one." Mr. Andi tried to advise the son to be aware of his current position as a husband.

"Pa, Rama came home because this morning there was an important meeting with the client." Rama is still trying to give an excuse.

"Whatever it is, you don't deserve to leave your wife alone."

"When Ijab qabul is promised, you have taken responsibility for Hasna entirely from his guardian. Papa doesn't mean to patronize, but Papa here just reminds me of the duties and responsibilities of a husband. Papa is also a married man, it should be papa should prioritize papa's wife. So are you." As much as possible the middle-aged man suppressed his emotions while talking to the son.

He knew that there was a wound in the past in his son's heart. A betrayal by the person closest to his heart. But he also does not want if the son becomes a husband who is negligent of his obligations to his wife.

"Popefully, after your meeting is over, meet Hasna. Take him home to this house."

Just a rough breath of a man who just last night held the title of a husband.

Rama turned around, continuing his steps towards the room.

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"We are very satisfied with the presentation that you delivered Mr. Rama. Hopefully our cooperation produces good results" said his business partner

"Then we'll excuse you" he continued, shaking Rama's hand.

"Please." said Rama.

Then we drove it to the elevator door. After the client and secretary entered the elevator, he immediately headed for his room.

"Ivan, please get to my room. There's something important I want to talk about." His words then passed leaving Ivan who then followed him from behind.

Marissa immediately stood up from her seat as Rama was about to enter her room.

"Sir Ivan, Mr Rama why?" marissa asked Ivan to make the man undo his hand open the door of Rama's room.

"meaning?" asked the man in a gray suit while linking his eyebrows together.

"It looks like Mr. Rama has a problem, yes, his aura is very important." replied Marissa.

"I also saw that your aura looked dark, like it wasn't okay" Ivan said.

"What is Mr Ivan?" now replace the girl in the dark purple shirt who knitted her eyebrows together.

"Your aura is dark because it is too pampered with other people's business. We are here to work professionally, not to interfere in matters we should not know. Finish your work. Do not eat blind pay. Could lose the office later." Ivan then disappeared behind the door of Rama's room.

Marissa was surprised. To the extent that both of his eyes were perfectly widened and his mouth opened.

His boss's personal assistant who was notoriously talkative suddenly gave him a lecture this early.

Ivan doesn't know Marissa put her heart on her young boss. As an employee, you should know the boundaries. It is inappropriate for Marissa to confuse emotional issues with work.

With a face so upset, Marissa resumed her work.

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"Sorry, how can I help you, sir?" Ivan asked who was already standing in front of Rama's table.

"Good, sir. Sorry, does the house have any special criteria?"

"No, there's enough furniture in it, besides the bed and the closet in the master room."

"What about location? In housing or in residential areas?"

"Housing, make sure it is also not densely populated housing. I want my privacy to stay awake."

"Good, Sir. Then excuse me." said Ivan, bowing his body, then out of Rama's room.

Marissa's focus was sidetracked by the sound of the door opening from the inside. It seems that the woman was still a little sensitive due to the morning lecture from Ivan.

He did not even give a smile to his assistant boss.

***

At the request of his parents, Rama immediately picked up Hasna at his house.

Arriving there, only the house assistant was seen. There's no sign that Hasna's home.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Rama.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Marni watched the man standing in front of her. He remembered that the man was the husband of Hasna.

"Hasna is there?" Ask Rama.

"There, mas. Please come in."

Marni went inside immediately. Shortly afterwards came a cup of drink.

"I'm sorry, my. I did not ask first what mas want to drink." said mbak Marni while putting a cup of tea in front of Rama.

"Yes, it's okay, thank you." said Rama with a smile.

"Mbak Hasna is still praying, soon it will be done."

Rama looked at the clock on his wrist. It's ten o'clock past five minutes.

"I'll excuse you to go back then".

Marni immediately continued the work she had left.

Rama looked around the living room, not much display there. Just a few photos hanging.

One photo is the focus. Photo of a nude-colored girl wearing toga. Her smile is beautiful.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

The sound of greeting, distracting the young man tang was staring at the photo on the wall.

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

The shady-eyed woman also positioned herself sitting face to face with her husband.

Silence and awkwardness enveloped the two. This is the first time they have faced each other directly. While in the hospital, Hasna was more numerous than her grandfather.

A round-eyed woman, with beautiful framed eyebrows, ripe lips, and a sharp nose so melenakan men's view on him. Likewise Rama, for a moment he was fascinated with the girl sitting right in front of him.

The woman did not dare to raise her eyes.

"I'm here to pick you up. I hope there's no rejection." Rama broke the silence between the two.

Hasna has not yet opened her voice.

"Mama asked you to stay in our house." Say that guy again.

"I want for the next seven days, a joint prayer for my late grandfather to be held in this house." Refuse Hasna subtly.

She really didn't want to move out of this house. But whatever the power, her status as a wife requires her to follow wherever her husband is. Only that answer could she afford to reject her husband's invitation at this time.

Rama breathed a rough breath. He knew that Hasna had subtly rejected his invitation.

"Later can be discussed when it reaches home" said Rama full of assertiveness. Because the man does not want to if his purpose is complicated.

"All right, I'll be ready."

Hasna went back to her room to pick up her bag and cell phone.

Rama grew annoyed when Hasna only carried a small bag. It may only fit to store a wallet as well as a mobile phone.

Not wanting to argue, Rama also stepped out of the living room to his car.

Hasna talks to her house assistant. I don't know what's being talked about. Rama was waiting for him in the car.

After Hasna sat down in the seat next to him, Rama immediately drove his car to his family residence.

There was no conversation between the two. They were both dissolved in their minds.

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