The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 48

This year, Papa's birthday is celebrated at home with dinner. The average family is out of town. While Mama's family is no longer there, because Mama's only child. Nor did he invite colleagues and business associates like in previous years. They just want to celebrate with their immediate family.

Hasna and Rama arrived early, bringing red velvet family favorite Suryanata and some other pastry as a hand.

"Sir Hadi, ask for help everything is brought inside, yes." Pinta Rama on the security of the Suryanata family.

"Ready, Den." Mr. Hadi took down all the luggage of his master's son and brought him inside.

Rama took Hasna's right hand and invited her inside, making Hasna perfectly round her net.

"Why do you always glare when I'm a prankster? Isn't this a natural thing that every couple does?" Said Rama who kept his feet in follow Hasna beside his right.

Hasna did not answer and continued to walk by her husband's side. Hand-in-hand is natural, but he is not used to it in the presence of others.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Rama said when he arrived at the family room.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer those who are there.

Their focus was sidetracked not by their presence, but rather by the grasp of both hands. The first thing they saw after Rama's wedding.

"Ci_."

Miss Diana reflexes smothering her daughter's mouth. Do not let the moment of closeness of the son with his son-in-law messed up because of the tengil daughter.

"You guys came too." Mr. Andi approached the two.

"Happy birthday, Pa. May your age be more blessed. Always be given health, also the happier." Hasna kissed Papa in-laws hand.

"May Papa like." Hasna put a paper bag on Papa-in-law.

"Thank you, honey. Thanks for the prayer, thanks to the card. Sorry Papa's been a hassle." Said Mr. Andi. Gently rubbing the top of Hasna's head.

"Happy birthday, Pa. May Papa be given long life and health. So that someone reminds Rama, if Rama makes a mistake." Rama.

Pak Andi hugged his eldest son and patted Rama's back gently.

"Thank you, son. May you also be blessed." Said Mr. Andi.

"Sorry, Rama didn't bring anything as a gift."

"No papa, no gift, don't you, Pa? Just love us grandchildren. That's a very special and wonderful gift for Papa." Miss Diana's.

"Next year, God willing, Pa, someone has called Oma the same opa." Continue to Miss Diana.

"Aamiin.Nay next year someone will call Aunty." Nayla added with a smile.

Hasna was embarrassed to hear it. Rama rubbed his nape to unravel the awkwardness. Indeed, the words of his mother just made both of them misbehave.

***

Mr. Hadi put Hasna's luggage on the dining table and Mbok Sumi moved it to the dishes.

"A lot of it, honey?" Ask Diana.

"intentionally, Mom. Make the others too."

Hasna took two boxes of cookies and gave them to Mr. Hadi

"Sir, please share with others." Mr. Hadi received it with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you a lot, Non." It was so good that all his masters.

"Oh yes sir, soon there is a catering coming, please be directed to the mosque huh." Hasna.

Miss Diana turned her head towards her son, as if she was asking. Rama shook his head slowly because he did not know about the catering.

"Ready, Non. I'm sorry then." Mr. Hadi passed with two boxes of cookies in his hand.

"Sorry, Honey. You have another show at the mosque?" Ask Diana.

"No, Ma. Just want to share. May you be blessed, Ma." Hasna smiled at Mama-in-law.

One more thing that can make Rama amazed his wife. The woman he married was simple, but his wife grew up in love. Which makes the woman a figure who has a high level of care.

***

All members and employees of the Suryanata family are enjoying dinner. For tonight, ART, which usually serves at the dining table, is welcome to enjoy dinner as well in the pavilion located behind the main house.

Hasna deliberately asked her catering place to provide dinner for all the workers in her home-in-law. He just wants to share, especially there is a birthday celebration of Papa-in-law. He wants many to pray for good for Papa-in-law and his entire family.

"Should be, Mama who prepared food for dinner. Even you're the one who bothered to take it all." Miss Diana was not feeling well.

How not, when it came Hasna only brought a few boxes filled with cake. But then, the catering cars arrived. One car went straight to the mosque at Hasna's request. And another one to the house.

"Hasna is also Mama's son, so can dong Hasna who is willing to." Hasna. As usual, she always smiled as she spoke.

"Enak is really Kak Rama. His wife's cooking pinter, good again. Baking cakes too." Praise Nayla.

Rama smiled at his wife. Nayla said, all Hasna's cooking never fails when greeting her tongue.

"Teach dong, Ma'am." Pinta the girl half whined spoiled.

"Whoever is the time." Answer Hasna.

They are back to enjoying dinner. Hasna took only one plate of food, for her, as well as Rama.

"Sister, how does it feel to be bribed every day with your wife? A plate of both." Nayla Goda. Start the fashion again.

Hasna briefly noticed her husband's expression. It seemed that the man ignored his sister's words.

"Once if sick, will not want to know the name bribes. Just brought food, I was told to take it out again. Especially if the porridge, tell throw it away. While saying gini, I was just a fever yes, not a severe pain. While glaring anyway. It hurts, it's really bad." Apparently Nayla was so sedentary when mimicking the style of the Big Brother.

"But now, that's a real sweeteeett."

Rama only snorted at Nayla's ravings. Hasna just smiled hearing that.

"Oh yes, Ma'am, Rama's brother does not like it when joining food. But it seems like it's not anymore. Proof of eating a plate of both." Hasna reflex turned to look at Rama.

Is that right, her husband doesn't like things like Nayla says? If he does, then he's making a mistake right now.

Yesterday they shared food in one dish, and now Hasna is doing the same. But this was not liked by her husband.

Hasna lowered her gaze. He feels bad now. Rama noticed the change in his wife's face. Must have been because of Nayla's words just now.

"certain." Hasna got some more rib soup for her husband. And feed food to Rama.

"When do you start working again?" Ask Andi.

"It looks like next week." Rama answered after swallowing his food.

"Need driver? Let Mr. Yanto Papa tell you to pick you up for a while." Tawar Pak Andi's.

"It doesn't seem necessary, Pa. Hasna can pick up Mas Rama. It just so happens we're in the same direction." Sahut Hasna's. For a moment the woman turned to Rama, asking for approval. Rama responded with a smile.

"Bangeeett's tweet." Nayla said, making Hasna smile with embarrassment.

"Oh yes, how are you doing, son. Papa heard that you want to open a new branch. Which effort is it?"

Rama looked at his wife. From the look of his face as if he kept a lot of questions. Open a new branch? Which attempt? Whatever he did not know about the woman who was his wife.

"Thank God, Pa. For the near future, Hasna wants to open a catering place first. Only then was the cake shop. Because the structure is still in the renovation stage." Papar Hasna's.

Rama is just a listener here. Maybe only he doesn't know about his wife's business. All she knew was that Hasna was a working woman. That'sthat's all.

"Well, while there's a chance, make good use of it." Response of Papa-in-law.

"If the resto, still not mind added branch?" Papa asked back.

"God willing after the cake shop. Incidentally there are friends who offer a fairly strategic land in the city center. Hasna still had no time to review the location, as it happened to be outside the city as well. After all, Hasna's business here is much more important."

Hasna turned to Rama who was shocked to hear the words from him. The woman smiled warmly.

"Well, everything's good, Pa, Ma." Hasna.

"Surely, Son." Answer Mr. Andi who is possessed by Miss Diana.

"Don't tell me, Brother Rama doesn't know Hasna's job." Sergey Nayla to the point on his brother.

"Then is his face so shocked?" Nayla.

It's true that Nayla's guess, she doesn't know anything about this. Even if today his father did not ask his wife this question directly in front of him, he may never know it forever.

***

Mama asked Hasna and Rama to stay the night. They could not resist, as they also rarely visited. Especially after the accident that hit Rama.

After helping Rama change his clothes, now the two are sitting on the balcony chair of Rama's room. They enjoy a clear night sky, accompanied by two cups of Hasna's favorite warm chocolate.

"Sorry, I don't make coffee for Rama's mas." Hasna wanted to reduce her husband's habits.

In recent years Rama likes to drink coffee, since he is crazy at work. Countless times in a day.

"It's okay." Rama forced a smile on his face.

Hasna picked up her cup and sipped it slowly. Very delicious, especially the night air began to feel cold.

"Why didn't you ever tell me the same?" Ask Rama flat.

Hasna stopped her intention of going back to enjoy the warm chocolate in her cup. The woman nodded in wonder. Tell me about what it means.

"News? About what?" Hasna asked.

"About your efforts, your work, anything I don't know about you." Rama's tone sounded cold.

Hasna put the cup in her hand, and smiled at her husband.

"Mas Rama is angry?"

"You think?"

"I thought, Mas Rama is not interested in my work." Rama looked at me with a dislike look.

"In the first time we got married, I once asked Mas Rama for permission to work, right?"

Yes, Rama remembered that. He even said that he did not care what his wife did.

"And I'm the only one who doesn't know?" Sergei Rama.

Hasna smiled back.

"Papa, Mama, also Nayla know because before we got married, the late Grandpa once told them the same story. Hasna thinks Mas Rama knows. That's why when I asked for permission at that time, Mas Rama was not westernized."

Rama closed his eyes for a moment. At that time, not because he did not mind his wife's work, but more to never want to know anything about Hasna. Never even wanted to interfere with the woman's life.

"So, your boss?" Rama wanted to make sure.

Hasna smiled without an answer. The woman came a little closer to Rama. Gently rubbed her husband's shoulders.

"There will be no such thing as a boss if there is no solid team working. I consider them all like brothers. No superiors or subordinates. They are all the same in my eyes. Because you're a team." Soft talk.

"The business that I run, there will never be anything without the hard work of all of them. I happen to have the capital, but it is they who have the skill. They always make innovations from recipes I've tried before. And thank God consumers can be accepted well." Hasna.

Hasna's nature is inversely proportional to her. If he feels he has complete control of his company, but not Hasna. The woman positioned herself only as the owner of business capital. Not the owner of full power over the business he runs.

What has been achieved at this time, Hasna in the name of the hard work of his team, not because of his expertise as a leader. Even its employees are free to innovate with recipes from it.

"So the report you were working on yesterday? That's all the turnover from your efforts?" Rama still can't believe that much of his wife's income.

"That's a report from the catering establishment." Rama could not believe it was that big.

"Then? Your cake shop and restaurant?" Rama is still trying to make sure.

"I'm not done yet, I'm still checking reports. Haven't had time to make the bookkeeping." Keve Hasna.

"I feel insecure like this." Sesal Rama's.

"Why insecure?"

"Because of the money I once loved you, there's nothing." Rama Reveal.

How much more his wife's income, maybe even greater income Hasna than him.

It feels unbelievable. Women as innocent and simple as Hasna, turned out to be a reliable businessman.

There was so much he didn't know about his wife. His wife wasn't that stupid.