The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 182

Building a household, not just to unite two people in the marriage bond. But it also unites two people who are ready to carry out their roles as a couple.

It is not to speak of how capable a man will be of giving a living to his wife. Because the task of the husband is not only limited to making a living. But how capable a husband is of educating his wife is much better. Both in his eyes, and before his Lord.

To guide and remind each other in the matter of kindness. Give and take each other. That's couple. Not just love and live a relationship.

Building a house requires a strong foundation. Similarly, when building a relationship. Trust, the strongest foundation in a relationship. It's not just about believing in your partner. But also believe in the Owner of the universe who has chosen the best partner of His version, even though we never want his presence.

Humans can only plan to be in a relationship with anyone who makes them have an interest. But only God can unite with who he will be.

Like the relationship between Rama and Hasna. A marriage that Rama never wanted in his life, but had to live because of the fate line that brought him to Hasna as his wife.

Hasna, a woman trying to accept marriage to a foreign man, whom she had never known before. But his belief in the destiny that his God laid out, kept him afloat. Until finally the love he got.

Slowly Rama learns to be a better husband. It didn't change because of who the woman was next to him. But because he realized, being a leader will make it as a role model for his wife and children.

***

"Good morning, Mr. Rama. Sorry to interrupt Mr. Rama's time with the family." Greet Mr. Darmawan via Phone connection.

"No, Mr. Darma. Is there anything I want to talk about?" The man was indeed making a call with his lawyer, but he did not ignore the tiny baby smiling towards him.

"The letters of the new house Mr. Rama bought, I'm done taking care of everything, and it's done. Later the completeness file will be sent to Mr. Rama immediately." Said Mr. Darmawan.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Darma."

"Together, Mr. Rama." The phone connection ended.

"OK, hotshot. We're moving into our new house soon." Just as he was about to lift Reyn's puffed up body, his phone rang again.

"Ivan?" Mumbled.

"Yes, Ivan?"

"I'm sorry, sir if I'm interrupting." Ivan said carefully. Do not let him get spray again because he contacted Rama on a working holiday like the other day.

"Say."

"Security and bodyguard that Mr. Rama asked for, I have found a suitable fit according to the criteria. Does Mr Rama want to meet them in person?" Ivan said at length.

"I don't think it's necessary. I believe in you."

"Oh yes. Mr. Darma has cleared the house file that I will live in. Please arrange for my move later."

"Good, sir."

"Sorry, the plan is for Mr. Rama to move, when?"

"Maybe in about a week."

"Good, sir."

"Thank you, Ivan."

Rama put down his cell phone again, and prepared to return to lift the body of his little whiz.

"Okay, boy, we're looking for Mommy right now."

***

As usual, Hasna helped Rama to get ready for the office. But it looks like the man is about to start his morning drama.

"Mas, let's spit it out at six o'clock by the tablets." Hasna said to Ramah who was still cool with their little son.

"What's? Daddy's son wants to play all day?" Reyn just laughed with his feet and hands actively moving.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Rama swiped the tip of his nose on the baby's stomach, until Reyn's laughter was heard so cheerfully.

Hasna snorted annoyedly at hearing that. Because from that moment he did not go down to help prepare breakfast just to make sure if Rama was really ready to go to the office. But even her husband was lazing around and still teasing his son.

"Mas, I'm staying, yeah. If you're going to the office, get ready yourself." Saying Hasna a little sniffy.

Hasna immediately set foot out of their room. But not until he grabbed the door handle, a pair of sturdy arms wrapped around his stomach.

"Reyn's mother's lashing out?" Rama rested his head on Hasna's shoulders.

Not answering, only a rude snort was heard from the woman's mouth.

Rama drove Hasna's body in front of him to the bathroom, with his faithful arms wrapped around his wife's stomach.

"Guide me to take a shower, huh?" Rama's whisper was right in Hasna's ear.

The woman rounded her eyes. Taking a bath, what does Rama mean? Suddenly his heart was racing faster just thinking of the answer to his own question.

"Why is his voice so loud?" Hasna slightly tilted her head in order to see Rama who was still at home leaning on her shoulders.

"Dug, dug, dug. So tight." Hasna realized that what Rama meant was her heartbeat.

"But I don't think you need to answer. Because the answer is yes." Lirih Rama's.

"Sokay know, uh." Hasna tried to remove the link of Rama's arm in his stomach.

"No believe? Let's see." Rama faces Hasna right in front of the glass in the bathroom.

Hasna just realized that they had entered the bathroom. But since when? Hasna noticed her reflection in the mirror. A pink tinge adorned both of her cheeks. It's only right if Rama cut him.

"This is one of the reasons that made me fall in love so many times with you. You always look shy. I feel like a newlywed again." Hasna looked in the mirror with the handsome face of her husband.

"You remember when I was injured and asked you to help me take a shower? This is the face you were looking at at the time. A pretty face that looks shy. But that time you left me alone in your wet clothes."

Hasna remembered that. There's no way he's forgotten it. The first time he was trapped in the bathroom with Rama, under a shower that made him soaked. He left Rama after he regained consciousness. For some reason, that pair of sharp neutrals seemed to hypnotize him.

"Now, I want you to take a shower with me. But don't leave it like that."

Rama turned the woman's body over to the owner of his heart. A little leaning on his body. They cut the distance between them. Only a few inches of cherry lips can be reached. The pair of shady eyes closed as the handsome face drew closer.

"Young.uwaaa..uwaaa..uwaaa..."

"Roi."

Hasna reflexes pushed Rama's chest when she heard her son's cries. The woman rushed out of the bathroom and left Rama alone. He almost forgot to leave Reyn alone in bed. Fortunately, the baby could not stomach and roll around.

"Reyn, you messed up my morning show." Rama's murmur was accompanied by a small snort.

***

Today, Rama's small family officially occupies their new home. The sturdy hand tightly grasped the wife's hand so warmly. And one of his hands was holding Reyn.

"Huwaaaa..gede really, god. What house is the palace?" Nayla clucked in amazement staring at the building before her.

"Sir, I'm today nginep ya. Just a week." Nayla Whine.

"Do you want to know what ngekost? Long time really." Sahut Pak Andi's.

"Nay wants to try sleeping in the palace, Pa."

The main door opens, it looks like Marni welcomes their arrival. Before Rama's move, all clothes and items that were important had been moved here. Everything was arranged by Ivan. Rama and his wife and children live occupying with the situation that has been resolved everything.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Rama, Ms. Hasna, Mr, Mother, Ms. Nayla." Sapa Mba Marni.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer everything at the same time.

"The room I have prepared, Mas Rama and Mbak Hasna can immediately rest. Let the handsome boy be with me." Mbak Marni takes Reyn from Rama's sling.

"The room of the Father, the mother, also Non Nayla, has also been prepared." Continue Mrs Marni.

"Yes, Nay, nginep." The girl immediately went inside, followed by Mr. Andi, Miss Diana, and also Marni who was holding the almost three-month-old baby.

Rama looked at the woman beside him with a loving look. His hand was getting tighter.

"Welcome to our palace, my Queen. Help me make this palace a haven for our little family." Hasna turned to Rama and smiled warmly.

"Because I brought my little angel and angel here." Rama rubbed gently the cheeks that always met the red.

"Thank you for being an angel in my life. Which removes every wound. Which gives me love and strength. Makes me feel like a perfect man." Hasna smiled hearing that.

That man, the same man who once made her feel worthless as a wife at the beginning of their marriage. It was this man who made her a perfect wife. The man who always showered her with love.

Rama kissed Hasna's forehead for so long. Re-feeling the vibe of love for his wife. Rama stared fixedly at the beautiful bead, and carried the owner of those shady eyes into an embrace.

Finishes.

***

Huwaa... It feels heavy to design the story of Mas Rama and Hasna 😭😭. But it's in this setting.

Actually I wanted to be up yesterday, but it doesn't feel like gini😢. But.yes already. Hope you guys are entertained ya 🥰

Don't ask, please,

Said Tomi with his son how is Thor?

Marissa, how could she not meet her son?

Or is Kevin's story Nayla what's the story? How come hilal hasn't shown up for their relationship?

This is the story of Mas Rama and Hasna, yes. And all of them, Kevin, Nayla, Tomi, Marissa as well as Ivan handsome just as a supporting actor, let this story has an interesting plot and conflict. If not, thank you for stopping by and following their story to the final chapter. But I wait for the tablets that yesterday said the plot is not good, or love bad reviews, I wait for your work. So want to know, what is a good plot according to the detergent terzheyeng. I look forward to your novel with great longing. Canda... don't be so serious, tense bener🤣🤣

Again, thank you to all my friends. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to write a story this long either. I am still an amateur, I have a lot to learn. And thank you also for the love letters you leave in each chapter, which always makes me the spirit of nulis😘😘

Lope lope sekebon for you. See you in the next story.

I'd like to go to jail first so I can wangsit, 😁😂