The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 116

A week after their return home, the two returned to their usual activities. Rama returns to the office and Hasna is back active in the restaurant. Because the work is waiting for them.

"How about our cooperation with xx company?" Rama asked Ivan as the two were examining reports over the past three weeks.

"They agreed to the cooperation we proposed, sir. They even signed the papers. Here, you can check first." Ivan handed over a map to Rama.

Rama read the points of cooperation that had been signed by his business associates. It seems like Rama was satisfied with the agreed results and ended up with the signing of his business partner.

"Good, I am satisfied with your work. This month my bonus is added." Said Rama while signing his cooperation file with xx company.

A smile immediately adorned the handsome face of his personal assistant. Ivan smiled so widely as he listened to the word bonus add up.

"Thank you, sir." Ivan said with a smile that did not disappear from his face. Rama nodded at Ivan's words.

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The same thing was done by Hasna in the restaurant. Since the morning, the woman still survives in her study with a pile of reports from her business booth.

"This is the restaurant's financial report this month, Ma'am. Please check. If there's any error, I'll revise it soon." Hamzah.

"Thank you, Mas Hamzah. I'll learn first." Hasna picked up the map that her manager offered.

"I'm sorry, ma'am." Hamzah.

"Please, once again thank you for the help." Hasna.

"Together, Mother. Excuse me." Hamzah soon passed from Hasna's room.

Hasna went back to checking the reports her employees sent via email. Both from restaurants, cake shops and catering houses. Really a lot of work. And it looks like he'll be home late.

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The clock is five o'clock in the afternoon, less than fifteen minutes. The roar of the car engine enters the yard of the house. Tomi, that guy just got home from work. As usual, the house always looks quiet. Marissa must be in her room.

One month they were married, and during that time the two slept in separate rooms. As Tomi said before the wedding. He married Marissa only for the sake of the child in the woman's womb. To provide clarity of status for his prospective children. And during that time, he was responsible for Marissa's life, without touching her at all.

Tomi opens the living room door, always unlocked. The man then took off his shoes and socks, then leaned his body that felt tired in the living room chair. Slowly his two eyes closed, enjoying the remnants of his whack of fatigue. A day completed the month-end report with his team, and several revisions. It is not only the body that feels tired, but the mind also.

"Gue wants to get out, I'm still home." Marissa. Tom slowly opened his eyes and found his wife standing right in front of him.

Marissa looks more beautiful at the age of pregnancy entering the sixth month. His body was increasingly filled with a stomach that looked rounded.

"Where?" Ask Tomi.

"Well, it's up to me." Ketus answer.

Tomi closed her eyes again, her head feeling throbbing now.

"Lo don't cry, if I want to get out?" Marissa repeated her words.

"Go if it makes you happy. Maghrib is soon. It's not good to go at a time like this for a pregnant woman." Said Tomi with her eyes still closed.

"Ckkk..gue needs money." Marissa.

Actually the woman still has savings in her personal account, but she has promised herself, she will not use a penny of her personal money during her bond with Tomi. Let all the living expenses, Tomi thought. Because this marriage is not his desire, but the desire of the man.

Tomi opened her eyes again, it seemed like her intention to get home soon and be able to rest, in vain.

"Gue has no money. There's just a hold before payday." Tomi.

Every month he gives money for Marissa's personal needs. And the cost of the house as well as for his daily life, Tomi arranged, because Marissa did not want to be confused with such affairs.

Tomi grunted softly. Honestly, he always wants to give the best for his wife and prospective children. But what power, as the backbone of the family, he could not ignore his mother and sister just like that. Especially soon Marissa will give birth, certainly requires a lot of money.

Tomi has thought everything carefully with all the possibilities, if later Marissa can not give birth normally. Therefore, he set aside his personal needs for the cost of Marissa's delivery later.

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Rama had just finished with his activities in the bathroom. The man looks fresher now. With a towel wrapped around his lower body to the waist, Rama approached the wife who was tidying up her work.

"Want dinner now?" Ask Hasna. Rama nodded as the answer. The woman took over the towel in Rama's hand, and helped the man dry his hair.

"All right, I'm waiting downstairs, yeah." Hasna.

"Wait, where are you going?" Rama held his wife's wrist.

"You're preparing dinner." Hasna.

"Here I am until I finish changing. I'll help you get ready for dinner." Rama.

Hasna picked up the clothes on the bed she had prepared for Rama.

"Why?" Hasna asked when Rama never took clothes from her hands.

"Help me." The whisper of Rama, which made Hasna round her eyes.

"Don't glare like that, I just want to be helped to wear it. Or you can do anything before I put on this outfit." Temptation Rama.

Without asking for a second time, Hasna immediately dressed Rama. Before the man said any more strange words to her. Until when wearing the sacred object, Hasna's heart pounded.

"So remember when the shoulder was still injured. You were shaking when you gave this underwear to me." Laughter was broken when Rama remembered the incident. Recalling Hasna's expression was also her equally awkward self with a face that both held in shame.

"I remember how you looked at that moment. Red as a boiled crab." Chuckle at that guy.

"It's in pairs or what? Or am I just going down?" Hasna. Rama's a bitch here. Didn't he know Hasna was embarrassed when she recalled the incident.

"Cie..he's craving." Rama poking Hasna's chin. His two cheeks had even met red.

"Here, let me wear it myself." Rama took the clothes he had not yet worn from Hasna's hand.

"If it's gone down, yes. I'm waiting downstairs." Hasna immediately came out leaving Rama in the room. If not quickly take a thousand steps, can be critical later. It would be very dangerous to linger with Rama during this mode.

Rama immediately put on the rest of his clothes, then followed the wife who had first gone down.

"What cooking, honey?" Rama stands right behind the wife who is moving food to the plate. There is a menu on the dining table.

"Sauce boiler Padang, honey-baked fish, same anchovy." Hasna.

"Squeekly cook macem-macem? He said he was home late?" Hasna asked for permission if she was going home late.

"Tap thirty minutes, the rest of my work is done at home. I have responsibilities at home too." Hasna. Rama nodded his head.

Indeed, even though Hasna is a working woman, but she never neglects her duties and obligations at home. As much as possible, he would return home on time, or at least before Rama arrived home.

"Eat first." Hasna put down a plate of rice along with the side dish.

And as always, they share food on the same plate.

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