The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 174

Two months later, Rama left for the office always above nine. All the work Rama had left to Ivan, and he just checked his report. Rama had not taken overtime since the time of Hasna's birth. As much as possible, he came home on time. And if it is not possible, and very forced, he will bring his unfinished work home. The last option he chose, rather than letting his wife get tired of taking care of her son alone.

Like tonight, after dinner, Rama went straight to his room on the second floor. He wanted to finish his work immediately, but there were still many who replaced Hasna to take care of their son.

"Ma, Hasna stay upstairs for a while, yeah. Take Mas Rama for a drink." Hasna. Miss Diana simply nodded and refocused on her granddaughter.

Hasna went to the kitchen and made a drink for Rama. Before long, the woman brought a cup of drink in her hand, and immediately went to Rama's room above.

Hasna opened the door and found Rama serious about his work. In fact, it seems he was making a call with Ivan, his assistant.

"Drink, Mom." Hasna put a cup of drink on the table.

Rama only caught a glimpse of him, and patted his thigh to have Hasna sit on it. Hasna also according. One kiss landed on the woman's cheek.

"Ehemmm.sorry, Sir. If it's over, I'll close the call." Ivan's words successfully made Hasna stare at the screen of Rama's cellphone that is still on. It turns out video calls. Hasna soon rose from her position, but was restrained because Rama hugged her tightly.

"Mas." Hasna spoke without a sound. The woman glanced at Rama and her cell phone alternately.

"Alright, Ivan. I think we'll talk back in the office tomorrow." Rama said, then turned off the phone.

"Mas Rama is outrageous." Hasna protested right after the phone line cut off.

"Why's route?" Rama asked without guilt.

"Mas Rama kissed on video call with Mr. Ivan." Pissed Hasna.

"Why?"

"It's shame, Mom."

"Why should I be ashamed? We're husband and wife."

"But that's not the time either."

"OKAY. How do you want it?" Rama tightened his embrace.

"Where, you mean?"

"You want more than a kiss maybe." Hasna reflexes turned to Rama.

"Why see that?" Hasna nodded quickly.

"Well, no papa."

"Don't you see that?" Hasna kept quiet and did not answer. Just a quick glance, as the status had already turned standby one.

"The reason is, hasn't it?" Rama's whisper was right in Hasna's ear.

"Eh, huh?"

"Is the reason it's done?"

"Be. not yet, it's still two weeks too." Hasna.

"How much longer?" Rama leaned his head against Hasna's neck.

"Why?"

"For a long time, dear. I want to make it good for Reyn." Rama's original speech.

"Huh? Reyn was a kid." Sewot. The woman tried to escape from Rama's embrace, but in vain. Because his embrace is so tight.

"What if you were a kid? He said you want to have a lot of kids." Rama once recalled that Hasna said she wanted to have more than two children. Seeing herself and Nayla, Mama pityes her as she invites her to move into her own home. Especially if you do not have a brother like him, can live a kara later. And Hasna wants only her to feel it. Children don't.

"Yes, but not now, too. Reyn was two weeks old. The stitches aren't dry yet." Chirp Hasna.

Rama reflexively let go of his embrace of Hasna, even now her body is sitting upright. Why didn't he think about it until he got there? When he found out about it, he fainted.

"No, if that's it. Enough of Reyn." Error later.

"Kok Reyn anyway, Mas? Pity me if I don't have a brother. I don't want to, if Reyn has the same fate as me. Alone."

"But I can't be with you." He said lethargicly, and hugged Hasna back tightly.

"That's been the nature of women in childbirth, Mas. Just be with me and support me, God willing, I will be strong. Like now, there's you, Mama, Papa, Nayla, and everything."

Both of them remained silent for a long time. Until Rama's voice was heard.

"Rather, when we do it back, it hurts not? Or later the seams will even tear again." Hasna rounded her eyes perfectly hearing Rama's plain question. Suddenly, the woman smiled.

"I'm worried too, Mom if that happens. Then we shouldn't just do it then." Hasna said softly, as if she was really scared.

Hasna looked very worried when she said that. Though he himself knew that it would not happen, because at the time he was still being treated by doctor Yunita after her delivery, the beautiful doctor had explained everything to Hasna. Even say no need to worry about anything when later do it back for the first time with the husband. Because the puerperium, the same as the recovery period of the uterus and birth canal.

"Later on control, we will consult with doctor Yunita. Or we'll ask Mama now." Rama offers a solution.

"Why ask Mama?" Just imagining it made Hasna ashamed.

"And you've got experience, dear." Rama answered so lightly.

"Yes don't be the same Mama too, Mas. It's shame."

"Okay, we'll ask Dr. Yunita. But, aren't you told anything about how we started it back together with Doctor Yunita?" Hasna was silent at Rama's question.

"Emmm..."

"Darling?" Rama's gaze began to look at his wife's face.

Rama had just realized something from the gurgle that Hasna had shown.

"Sin lies to the husband." If you say the ultimate mantra, Hasna can what? Slowly the woman nodded.

"Then, what did the doctor say?"

"It is safe, because of the puerperium, the recovery period. Both external and internal injuries, have recovered completely." Lirih Hasna's.

"Then?"

"I'm just scared." Rama pulled the corner of his lips upwards.

"Eat lies, Mas. That right?" Hasna did not answer.

"I can't hurt you, honey. Whatever it is. I will not force you to give me my rights as a husband, if you do not want to give them. I want you to always feel comfortable around me." Rama said so softly.

Why is it like this? He only wanted to tempt Rama. But why did he not have the heart when Rama said that to him?

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It was very common to be a morning view at the dinner table, when Rama petted his son and asked Hasna for breakfast first. For him, Hasna must meet his needs and the son first, then he will eat afterwards. If Hasna's needs are met, her son's needs will be met as well.

"Ma, so Miss Hasna's good, huh? Brother Rama is very dear. Always put Hasna and Reyn first. Nay wants to have a husband like Rama. Who numbers his wife and son." Nayla said at breakfast. The girl noticed Rama holding Reyn while waiting for Hasna to finish breakfast. Even had worn a neat office suit.

"If you want to have a caring husband, you also have to pay attention. Less-lessin your means. Ntar can be confused about your husband, where is the wife's child if everything is spoiled with him." Said Diana.

Hasna smiled at the chatter of the mother and child. But unlike Nayla, the girl looks pursed her lips.

"Males turn out to be good because women also have a positive impact on their relationships, as well as women. If a woman is in the hands of the right man, surely she will always be appreciated, no matter how little good she does." Timpal Pak Andi's.

"But the feeling, at the beginning of marriage with Ms. Hasna, brother Rama is not very good to be a man. It's the same old man Hasna." Circlap Nayla.

"Openk..."

Hasna felt that the food she should be able to swallow well, suddenly made her throat feel burning.

"Drink first, son." Mr. Andi gave a glass of water to Hasna.

"Slowly." Said Mr. Andi. Hasna immediately drank water to relieve her throat. Basic Nayla. Rama speaking in front of his wife.

"It's the same as Papa said, Nay. Men turn out to be good because women also bring a positive impact in their relationships. And Rama became better, because Hasna treated him well. Rama became gentle in speaking and acting to his wife, even because Hasna treated Rama with this as a husband."

"Relationship is a form of reciprocity. When we are good, then the good we get. And vice versa." Pak Andi's advice to his favorite daughter.

"If such, for example this loh. Mbak Hasna also not to be sprained again in horror, for example." Nayla said with a warning to her sister-in-law.

"If such his wife is good, too good even. Whether it's acting, speaking or whatever it is. But her husband is annoying amazing. What's that, Pa?"

"What do you think, honey?" Mr. Andi actually threw Nayla's question to Hasna.

"ee....Hasna, Pa?" Hasna even pointed to herself.

"Yes, what do you think?" Said Mr. Andi.

Miss Diana, Nayla, even Mr. Andi himself wanted to hear the answer Hasna would give to Nayla's question. Hasna felt as if she was undergoing a thesis hearing.

"According to Hasna, acting and treating our partner well, especially for a wife is an obligation. If if our good attitude is not appreciated as a couple, then we should be patient." Hasna.

"What kind of patience should we be doing?" Hasna looked one by one at the dinner table with her.

"Patience, until God says enough. God asks us to be patient and keeps reminding us that what he is doing is wrong. If we are unable to remind verbally, we can rebuke it through our do'a to God. We ask Him that our spouse get a clue right away, if his actions are wrong. We are just ordinary people, patience is just an easy word to say. Because in fact, we complain more often."

"Then how do we determine the attitude to such a partner? It's annoying, it's annoying, it always makes us angry." Nayla.

"Yes, we have to be patient. It's key. But we must keep introspection, which part of our partner does not like us? Is it from our behavior, our attitude, or even our speech? Because our partner is a reflection of ourselves. If we have been kind to him, but we have not obtained the same thing, then leave everything to God. For God will not be wrong in determining the line of destiny for his servant."

"And we need to remember, marriage is the longest worship in our lives. We want everything for worship. Following the command of the husband is also one form of our worship as a wife. Provided that it is still within the limits of reasonableness and is not included in the context of witnessing to God. Because the main task of a wife is obedient, obedient to the husband. Not cooking, or anything like that. Our job is to please our husband. Either when viewed, or heard the word."

The three fell silent, no one even commented. They listened very carefully to Hasna's words.

"God willing, how did Mas Firman and Mbak Hesti educate his daughter? May the grandchildren of Mama come down to you, dear." Said Miss Diana who glanced at her husband. The middle-aged woman then looked towards Hasna with a gaze full of admiration. Hasna smiled faintly hearing him.

"I'm sorry if Hasna's wrong. Hasna also learned a lot about marriage. Our marriage is still corn. Hasna should have learned a lot from Mama and Papa. Hasna was just saying what Hasna knew. Again sorry, if Hasna seems patronizing." Then the woman fell.

"OK, ntar Nay same course Mbak Hasna to be a good wife." Nayla said after a moment of silence, making Hasna look back at Nayla.

"Are you ready for marriage, Nay? Ask to apply directly to Papa." Sahut Pak Andi's.

"What the hell is that? Kan Nayla wants to learn first the same as Mbak Hasna. Play tell lamar aja. There's no shit either." Sewot.

"Kirain has married." Kekeh Mr. Andi.

Without them knowing, Rama listened well to what his wife said. And that's what Hasna had done to her at the beginning of their marriage. It's just that Hasna never rebuked directly if she made a mistake. The woman was more silent for introspection. How Hasna would rebuke, if his attitude alone was so indifferent to his wife first.

It is also possible that a direct rebuke comes from God, because of his wife's patience. And that is what makes Rama always improve. Because he realized, if he was a priest for his family. For his wife and children.

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