The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 34

As usual, after shubuh Hasna vegetable shopping in front of the complex. At the same time socialize with neighbors, because they are new residents in this housing.

The distinctive voice of mothers who are offering shopping sounds simple to each other. Hasna chose some fresh vegetables, because for her own side dishes are already in stock in the refrigerator.

"Bak, whose house is the most spacious yard, right?" Ask a mother with a floral motif.

"Yes, Mom. I'm Hasna." The answer is polite, do not forget the sweet smile he singunggu on his lips.

"Oh, her name is Ms. Hasna." The voice of a black-hooded mother next to the sisters.

"Yes, Mom. Hello to you."

"I am Bu Rani" said the mothers berdaster earlier.

"I'm Miss Desi." Now change the black hooded mother introduce herself.

"If I were, Ms. Mita, Ms. Hasna." Another curly haired mother who seemed to be older than Hasna several years introduced herself.

Hasna greeted them one by one. It's nice to know new people in the neighborhood we live in.

"Mbak Hasna is a newlywed huh? I guess I'm just living alone with my husband." Said Bu Rani.

Hasna simply nodded with a smile at the mothers question.

"No booze yet?" Ask Bu Rani again.

Hasna kept smiling in response to the slightly statured mother's question.

"The name of the newlyweds, still warm, still spoiled the same couple. So still enjoying your time together, Miss Rani." Say Bu Desi.

"But it looks like Ms Hasna and husband both work? Be careful, too busy working later even hard dapet momongannya." Said Mrs Rani again.

Duh, why be the language until the child everything? Naturally, his name is a neighbor who wants to familiarize himself, so the question leads to personal. A situation that made Hasna feel a little uncomfortable. I feel like I can tausiyah in the morning.

Not yet Hasna spoke, Bu Mita's voice was already heard first.

"The boy is Bu Rani's sustenance. As busy as any couple, if it is time to be given sustenance in the form of the same momongan that is Power, must have a momongan as well, vice versa. It's not that people don't work out any bigger chances of getting pregnant, is it? The proof is that I, who is only a housewife, but the provision arrived at the age of marriage I stepped three years."

Women who are younger than the other two mothers look more mature in addressing problems that are often used as a source of ridicule for couples who do not get a baby.

Hasna just smiled at the debate of the two women beside her. Hasna thought it was a pretty precise answer.

"No need to be heartbroken, Ms. Hasna. Rani's mom likes that." Brisks Bu Desi.

"Yes, Mom." Lirih Hasna's.

Hasna still looked calm with the words of the mothers just now. The proof is that his hands still choose fresh vegetables in the vegetable kang cart.

Until finally, Hasna first finished, and followed by Bu Mita after.

Hasna continues her morning routine by cooking breakfast for Rama. Actually, she really wants the woman to occasionally invite her husband to eat at her restaurant. But the situation is still not possible. Her husband is still indifferent to her.

Finish breakfast and deliver Rama to the terrace, followed more precisely. Hasna immediately tidied up and washed the utensils that had been used. After that, get ready for the restaurant.

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Monday, the first busy day after the holiday, also with Rama. Just getting to the room, the man was treated to a pile of files on his desk.

Don't forget the woman who delivered the dossier, Marissa. He deliberately linger in Rama's room, so that he can meet the Boss, as if accidentally.

This morning, the woman was dressed up beautifully. Coral colored lipstick was her choice this time. With a tight, knee-length dress combined with a cream blazer, she looked more mature. Especially with the hairstyle made wavy at the end.

Cclek

The sound of the door being opened from the outside, instantly the smile of the weaver expands perfectly. It was not in vain that he lingered in the room of Rama, who awaited finally appeared as well.

"Good morning, sir. I've cleared the file you asked for." The woman said in a soft voice as possible.

"Yes, thank you." Answer Rama flat.

The man walked to his desk, but there was no sign that his secretary would move.

"There again?" Ask Rama.

"Ah.no, sir."

Rama knitted both eyebrows watching his secretary who did not come out of his room.

Aware of his Boss' gaze, Marissa made a mistake.

"Sorry, does Mr Rama need anything?" Apparently the woman stayed in the room.

"No."

"Coffee maybe?"

"No, you can go." Finally out was hard code from Rama. I don't want Marissa to come out either.

When opening the door, there was Ivan who was about to knock on the door. Finally the assistant went straight into Rama's room.

"Sorry, Sir. What for the afternoon meeting will you still represent to me?"

"Good, sir."

Rama is back in focus with his work. But a few seconds later, Rama raised his head. Ivan never left his room.

I don't know what happened to the secretary and his assistant this morning. Both of them really disturbed him. Nothing was needed but not out of the room.

Rama took a deep breath before saying something to his assistant.

"Is there anything you need again?"

"Ah.no, Sir. I'm..." Suddenly, his words felt stuck on his tongue.

Rama was still waiting for the sentence that Ivan would say next.

"I want to take Mbak Hasna to lunch, does Mr Rama know where Ms Hasna works?" Finally, the question was successfully asked by Ivan to Rama.

Rama was really surprised. Ivan's words sounded so smoothly without a hitch. It turned out that his assistant was starting to show an interest in his wife openly. No, this can't be allowed.

"Ivan, you better focus on your work. Don't confuse personal problems in this." He said a little tart.

"I.iya, sir. Then excuse me."

Ivan finally came out of his room. Rama started not focusing on his work this time.

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Rama headed to the meeting place held at Pak Dirga's company, half an hour after lunch. Now the man left alone, because Ivan was also in a meeting with clients as well.

After reaching a work agreement, Rama immediately left the company. He plans to go home immediately, considering the clock has shown at four in the afternoon.

Before that Rama stopped by for a while at the cake shop which was not far from the company where he had a meeting. All of a sudden he wanted to eat his red velvet. They bought her parents, because she would stop by for a while before returning home.

The parking lot of the intended store was quite full, finally he parked his car across the street, to make it a little walk to get to the store.Not long after that, he took two paperbags filled with cake and headed for his car.

Braakk...

A car traveling at speed was hitting the body of a man who was crossing the road to his car.

Rama, the man slammed towards the shoulder of the road. Fresh blood flowed in his temple.

"Ohhhkk..." The man groaned holding back the oppressed tengan of his body.

The people gathered and gave him help. Before long, a man got down from a parked car not far from Rama's place.

"I'm sorry, please get this man in my car. I accidentally hit him. I'll be in charge." Said the man.

Some helped Rama to his feet, but the man groaned again when someone touched his right arm.

"Looks, there's a serious wound on this father's arm. Gotta get help soon." Said one of the men who helped Rama.

The car drove to the nearest hospital.

Rama was immediately rushed to the IGD for first aid. After a while, a doctor approached the man who had taken Rama to the hospital.

"Family patient?" Ask doctor.

"I'm Tora, who's in charge of the patient, Doc." Answer the man named Tora.

The doctor explained Rama's condition, especially injuries to his right arm to his right shoulder.

"Do you need surgery, Doc?" Ask Mr. Tora a little worried, because the injury is quite severe.

"No need, Mr. Tora. It's just that for the next two weeks to one month will be installed casts to reduce the risk of more severe injury. Later will also be balanced with therapy by orthopedic doctors."

"Okay Doctor, do your best for the patient."

After that the doctor returned to the room to check on Rama's condition before being transferred to the treatment room.

After taking care of the administration and so on, Mr. Tora met Rama who had been in the nursery.

"My name is Tora. I apologized to Mr_"

"Call Rama." he said in a friendly tone.

"Yes, son Rama. I apologize for causing Rama harm because of my negligence. I'm really sorry." The man before her sounded full of regret.

To be regretted has happened. The name of the disaster we can not predict when it comes, right? Rama smiled at the man who was the same age as his father.

"Yes, Sir. I have forgiven Father. It's also a disaster, maybe it's a reprimand so I'm more careful." Rama said with a faint smile on his face.

"As my apology, let me bear all the costs of Rama's care until he recovers. Even I am willing, if I have to deliver Rama's son to therapy later." Said Mr. Tora sincerely.

"There's no need to go overboard like that, Mr. Tora. I was quite happy because my father had taken me to the hospital to get help. Next, let my family take care of it. Mr. Tora need not worry." Said Rama.

According to him, this problem does not need to be extended anymore, it can be resolved in a family manner. After all, Mr. Tora himself has been responsible and regrets his negligence.

After talking for a while, finally Mr. Tora resigned. Do not forget to leave a business card on the nightstand next to the patient's bed.

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