The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 166

Today, Rama's last day is full at the office, as from Monday, Rama will only work until lunchtime. Because in a week, Hasna will give birth as predicted by the Doctor.

"I'll go first, yeah. Take good care of yourself." Rama kissed Hasna's forehead gently.

"Father's son. I went to work first, yeah. May our sustenance be more blessed. You are smart, yes. Don't repotin mom." Rama gently rubbed Hasna's distended stomach and kissed her several times.

"If you don't remember, today's the last full day at the office, surely I'd rather spend all day accompanying you." It's always the drama of this one father-to-be if he is lazy to go to the office.

"Udah, go there. Poor Mr. Ivan." Hasna pushed slowly the shoulders of Rama who was still at home to kiss his stomach.

"Yes, yes." Said Rama lazily.

"Dec, Dad got kicked out. Tell him to leave, he said. I still want to talk to my father's son." Rama still rubbed Hasna's stomach, and felt a kick in her palm.

"Udaaah. It's noon too." Sweat Hasna.

"All right, I'm leaving. Don't miss me." Rama stole the kiss, tasted the sweetness of the cherry lips.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, be careful."

Hasna was still in her position, sitting on the gazebo of her in-laws' garden. Routine every morning before breakfast. Because during her pregnancy, Hasna never had breakfast at the hour like the others. He preferred breakfast around eight o'clock after Rama left for the office.

"The king of drama has left?" Miss Diana's voice shocked Hasna who was relaxing alone in the gazebo.

"Mama?"

"The more acute your husband's behavior is." Hasna smiled at the words of Mama-in-law.

"First, the support does not want to be in a mate. Eh..now ogah-ogahan if far away with you. Lots of drama." Cibir Mama's.

Hasna just smiled at what Miss Diana said. It's no secret that Rama will surely make a play before leaving Hasna. And her behavior got worse since Hasna recovered after the accident, and was declared pregnant.

"Eh, a quick breakfast." Miss Diana said at ART to bring Hasna breakfast.

"Why bother, Ma? Hasna can eat inside." Hasna felt bad about her in-laws' treatment. He was impressed like a troublesome son-in-law.

"Thank you, Ma'am." Hasna said to ART.

"Mama deliberately make you burn ribs. Rama just said that you like burning ribs. Basic, his wife's own favorite food she just found out. You are also married for more than a year. What you like is pretty much the same. The difference is only in the way of processing and presentation."

"Don't your kids be rib fans, too." Miss Diana was guessing.

"Can be. Hasna likes burning ribs like a mother's latehumah. And father's favorite meal, rib soup. And incidentally, Hasna had a rib soup fan husband too." Hasna.

"Oh yeah? We had several meals together with your late parents. And indeed there is rib soup also grilled ribs served on the dining table. Mama thought it was just a coincidence, because when Mama first tasted, Mama said that it felt like a champion. It's really good. And always served when we visit there. But it turns out that it's a rib lover."

"Alhamdulillah, so Hasna did not need to learn to cook to serve Mas Rama's favorite menu, because Hasna often masakinnya for the late father. A little treat the longing is also the same father and mother." Hasna's face turned sad when it offended her two dead parents.

"And now there's Mama with Papa." Lady Diana softly said.

"Hasna was lucky to know, Ma. Have in-laws as good as Mama's same Papa who loves Hasna as his own child. Honestly, at the beginning of our marriage, Hasna felt like she was going to be a stranger. But apparently, Hasna was wrong. Mama and Papa very well treat Hasna."

"We've loved you since you were little, baby. Even when both of your parents died, we asked your late grandfather for adoption. But Mr. Rusdi objected, because you were the only family he had. And as it turns out, destiny brought you into our family through marriage." Miss Diana gently rubbed the top of Hasna's head in a loving manner.

Miss Diana grabbed Hasna's hand, and stared warmly at her daughter-in-law.

"Thank you, honey. You have remained by Rama's side until now. Mama is worried if you are tired of Rama's stubbornness, and finally give up. But you're holding on for your mom's son. Thank you, yeah." Hasna smiled and nodded.

"Hasna is also very grateful to Mama, Papa, and all those who have received Hasna. Treating Hasna as a real child, also accompanied Hasna in difficult times. Because you're the only ones Hasna has now." Those eyes look condensed.

"If Rama is acting cool, make you sprained, jewer aja ears." Ceplos Miss Diana.

"Hasna doesn't have that much guts, Ma. Hasna is afraid of the qualities." Hasna rubbed the corner of her wet eyes and smiled at Mama-in-law.

"Fortunate for my mother's son. Got a beautiful wife, nice, patient, loving, sholihah again. Suppose you are as cool as Nayla, surely the older Rama is mostly angry." Kekeh Miss Diana.

"Kok being Nayla anyway, Ma?"

It's possible that what Miss Diana said happened if she acted like Nayla. Hasna knows for herself that her husband and sister-in-law are like Tom and Jerry when they meet. But behind all the annoying behavior of the two, they love each other.

"Udah spit feeding, cold hunt. Want Mama a bribe?" Said Diana.

"If you don't mind."

***

Ivan had noticed Rama who looked uninspired. Must be what his boss was thinking, not far from his wife.

"Ivan, could you please get me some warm water?" Pinta Rama's.

"Sir Rama want tea what coffee?" Tawar Ivan's.

"Warm water only. My stomach hurts a lot."

"In a moment, sir."

Ivan soon passed from the presence of Rama and returned with a cup which he had filled with hot water from the dispenser.

"This, sir."

"This is the water dispenser, Ivan. I could have more stomach pain later. I want warm water. The one boiled first." Reject Rama.

Ivan breathed out violently. Isn't it the same? Hot water, right? It's just a different process.

"Do you want lunch now?" Ivan rose before leaving Rama's room. It just so happens to be lunchtime in thirty minutes.

"No."

Ivan immediately went out to bring Rama warm water from the pantry. Soon, he returned to Rama's room.

"This is the water, sir." Ivan placed a glass of lukewarm warm water on Rama's table. He could see clearly the face of Rama who looked pale.

"Mr okay?" Rama nodded weakly.

"Do I need to take you to the hospital?" Rama is now shaking as the answer.

Rama grabbed the glass on his desk with slightly trembling hands. Deftly, Ivan helped his superior.

"Slow down, sir."

Rama took a sip of warm water with Ivan's help. Cold sweat flooded Rama's forehead. It seems like an unbearable pain.

"Sir, you're getting pale. You better rest. I'll take you home." Ivan gave me advice. Rama just nodded.

Rama felt pain in his stomach. Not sick from eating wrong or anything. Especially because you want to poop. But the pain really tormented her.

"Let me help, sir." Ivan helped Rama to stand up. It felt heavy, as if Rama could not support his own weight.

"Tania, help me." Ivan said when he was outside Rama's room.

"Boye Rama why?" Tania asked Ivan. The woman swiftly helped Ivan to support the body of Rama.

"Sir Rama said stomach pain. But until it's this pale." Even Ivan felt that the shirt Rama was wearing had been soaked in sweat.

"It's best to go to the hospital first. Don't let Ms. Hasna worry when she sees Mr. Rama coming home this drowning." Tania gave her advice.

"OKAY. You're the one driving, yeah." Ivan.

Rama did not comment on the words of his two confidants. Stop, that's all he can do now. Don't argue with the two, just move it feels difficult.

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Happy reading manteman 🥰

thanks for the prayer, the more spirit I write 😘😘