The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 55

Both Rama and Hasna were both silent. Rama threw a glance at the street beside him. His face still showed great regret. While Hasna, stay focused on driving and trying to dampen her emotions. Today's incident really made him lose control.

"Astaghfirullahal'adzim." Lirih.

Many times his lips spoke Istighfar. His actions this time were not right, he should be able to hold back his emotions and talk about it with Rama carefully. Not even to balance the emotions of her husband.

Hasna honked her car horn when she was right in front of the gate. With a swift Mr. Mamat opened and nodded respectfully to his master.

Hasna parked the car in the garage and got down. But he did not open the car door yet, Rama had gone down first. Apparently the man did not need to wait for help from her.

Both of them remained silent upon entering the house. Rama went upstairs to his room, saying nothing to Hasna. It is better like this first, calm the mind rather than disagreeing again later.

Until dinner, Rama did not come out of his room. Hasna was a little worried that Rama would need her help. But because they were silent to each other, Rama did not say it.

Hasna rushed up to Rama's room, she wanted to make sure of her husband's condition. Hesitating Hasna opened the door, the room was still dark. Hasna grabbed the switch near the bed and turned on the light. Bed's empty.

Hasna circulated her gaze scanning every corner of Rama's room. Rama was sleeping on the sofa. Even the clothes are the same. Rama had not yet cleaned himself up. Hasna exhaled softly, approaching her husband.

"Mas, Mas Rama, wake up." Hasna rubbed her husband's arm gently.

"Mas, Mas Rama, it's almost maghrib." Rama did not react.

"Mass?" Hasna shakes Rama's shoulder. But still not reacting. Usually Rama will wake up if he shakes his shoulders slowly.

It seems like Rama is still angry with him. Hasna took a seat next to her husband. Grabbing Rama's hand, and holding it warm.

"I know, Mas Rama must still be angry with me. Rama was disappointed. I only regret the actions of Mas Rama in an undue place. We live with eastern culture, and religious norms. And such a thing is not worthy of public display." Hasna began to speak from heart to heart with Rama. Let's hope her husband understands what makes her dislike her attitude.

"I know that Mas Rama just wanted to show us the status of our marriage. But..." Hasna breathed out a heavy sounding breath.

"I'm sorry. I should be able to temper Mas Rama's emotions, not even compensate for them. To make us disagree and blame each other. I'm sorry I may not be a good wife. Not a wife who obeys her husband. Not also the wife who can make the husband feel calm, it makes Mas Rama more emotional. Sorry..." Lirih Hasna at the end of her sentence.

Hasna did not continue her words just so much began to sound. It's not that Rama didn't hear everything his wife said. Even Rama knew that Hasna was in his room and had been awake since his wife turned on the lights.

Rama also realized that his actions earlier was not worth doing, especially his wife with a female appearance that was always closed. But the man's remark was really outrageous, to the point of making his pride as a husband hurt.

Hasna felt a grip on her hand, making her turn to Rama. The man silently looked at her. But a second later Rama pulled Hasna into a hug.

"I'm sorry." Hasna again sobbed in her husband's arms.

"I'm sorry, too, for my actions are inappropriate." Rama breathed a heavy breath.

"Thank you for reminding me. Sorry if my actions made you uncomfortable." Lirih Rama's.

Rama tightened his embrace. Inhaling deeply the scent of his wife's hair.

Rama fixed his sitting position. Sleeping in this position makes it uncomfortable. Hasna followed Rama to sit up straight.

"Mas Rama hasn't taken a bath, let me help you." Hasna. Her husband looks disheveled.

Rama looked at the woman beside him. Hasna was so beautiful with half wet hair and beautiful straying.

Rama eroded the distance between them. Closer to Hasna. Even warm breath so noticeably swept the surface of the skin of the face.

Again, Rama put his lips together on Hasna's lips. Repeat what they did this afternoon. Doing where it should be.

Rama's sudden treatment made Hasna slightly shift her sitting position to the back. But Rama quickly restrained the nape of his wife to stay in that position.

The two beads they met, giving rise to an increasingly melancholy vibration. Slowly, Rama began to carry out his role. Giving*******-****** small* to his wife.

Hasna began to be lulled by Rama's treatment. She closed her eyes, enjoying every touch Rama gave her. Rama's treatment really made him fall asleep.

Rama deepened his kiss, trying to resolve the emotions that still stuck in his heart. Both Hasna's hands squeezed the shirt Rama was wearing, trying to unravel the nervousness that struck. Let's say she's an amateur player, trying to compensate for her husband's treatment.

Rama let go of his kiss after a while. Both of them were still heard hunting. Both heartbeats rhymed uncontrollably. Hasna slowly opened her eyes. Both of his cheeks were warmed when he looked at the face of Rama who was right in front of him. The man was looking at her intensely.

Rama fused his forehead with his wife's forehead, trying to normalize the heartbeat that had been crazy. Only a breath could be heard from the two.

Rama straightened his head, looking at the woman in front of him who was looking down in shame. Rama lifted Hasna's chin with his index finger. How beautiful the woman was with a pink hue on both her cheeks.

Rama smiled and gently rubbed his wife's wet lips. Her lips grew red because of her actions.

Hasna felt a gentle rubbing on her lips that felt numb. His heart was beating faster. A subtle murmur slid down into the bloodstream.

Rama smiled when he remembered that he was the first man to touch Hasna. This was the furthest he had ever done to Hasna.

"I want to do more with you, but I still have to wait because of my helplessness." Whisperer Rama.

Apparently the man endured the turmoil from within him that was created when he began to fondle his wife. And with a little unwillingness he released the pagutan on the sweet lips of his wife.

It was not that Hasna did not understand the direction of Rama's talk. As a married adult, she knows that.

The breath of Rama that swept through Hasna's ears and neck, made the woman close her eyes. Can't Hasna describe her feelings this time. Rama began to do little by little his role as a husband. That means Hasna has to be ready for all that. All the other treatment and surprises that Rama will give.

She even just heard her husband replace the word "me" he usually said with the word "me". Is their relationship already at a stage more than learning and getting to know. And have accepted each other.

***

After dinner, Rama asks Hasna to accompany him for a while in his study. The room next to Rama's room is on the second floor.

Apparently Rama was checking the email Ivan sent him this afternoon. His eyes remained focused on the laptop screen before him. And Hasna, the woman did not dare to move, and remained still in her position.

"Mas, I'm going down. I'm heavy." Hasna gave an excuse.

"Where are you going?" Rama asked, turning his focus to the wife.

"No, it's just pity you that work while holding me I'm like this. I'm heavy."

Hasna was sitting on Rama's lap. The man seemed to feel very comfortable if he was near Hasna.

"Kdk..." It sounded like dislike from the man's lips.

"What's wrong?" Hasna asked who saw the look of dislike on her husband's face. Was he wrong in saying?

"There's a job that requires me to get out of town." Rama grunted in annoyance.

"Then why? Hasn't Rama done it often?" Hasna was still watching her husband.

Rama did not answer Hasna's question. Instead the man took a cell phone and contacted someone across the street.

"Hello, Van. Please send me out of town for the next two days. Because I have business I haven't been able to finish." Said it over the phone.

"I'm sorry, sir. But the client has warned that Mr. Rama himself can come and attend the meeting for the work deal this time. Later I will also Marissa will accompany the Father." Answer Ivan.

Rama grunted softly. That means he'll be leaving Hasna for two days. The thing that Rama never thought about during marriage, it is now the thing that bothers him the most.

"Alright, later you try to arrange so that the meeting can be done in just a day. One more thing, Marissa doesn't need to come along, because there's some work that needs to be revised right away." Rama was serious.

"Good, sir."

Rama turned off his phone and refocused on the laptop screen in front of him. Hearing the word out of town, Hasna remembered her mission this afternoon.

"Emmm...Mom, I want to talk to you about something." Hasna said after a while the two fell silent.

The thing he should have said while delivering lunch earlier, failed because of many other unexpected things.

"What?" Rama listened to his wife without shifting his focus.

"Actually, I want permission. I.. ask permission to leave the city, to see the location that will be made a restaurant later." Hasna was very careful to convey that to Rama. Don't make her husband angry.

"Where?" His focus was on his wife.

Hasna mentioned one of the names of the cities that were two cities away from the city where they currently live.

"Who are you going there with?" Rama got serious about this conversation.

"Self, but later will be accompanied by a notary as well." Answer Hasna.

"What men are women?" It's starting to look the possessive side.

"Male." Lirih Hasna's. She felt her husband's aura was no good.

"Can't." Answer Rama quickly.

That's right, it's definitely not allowed. Hasna racked her brain how she should get permission. Nayla, that's the only name on her head right now.

"If I take Nayla?" Tanya Hasna hesitated.

Nayla's? His sister is unreliable. It actually even made himself and Hasna quarrel because of his college friends.

"No, I still won't allow it." Rama remained steadfast with his decision.

"What should be with Mom too? All my employees are unlikely to leave their jobs. Because they don't understand this. It's also impossible for me to take Mas Hamzah." Hasna said desperately.

"Who's Hamzah?" Sahut Rama fast.

It seemed like the danger radar within him was starting to light up if he heard the name of another man mentioned before him. Hasna had to carefully convey if it was related to men to Rama.

"Mas Hamzah was my senior officer at the catering. And ever since I opened the restaurant, I've been the manager there." Obviously Hasna slowly because the look on her husband's face began to sour.

"Minister? Why call me Mas?" Rama asked in a dislike tone.

"He's the same age as Mas Rama. Probably younger than Rama. But it's the same she's older than Hasna, right?" It seems he mispronounced, because the sharp gaze he now got from Rama.

Hasna's reflexes hugged Rama's neck with both hands. A little bit of wooing doesn't matter. And successfully, the tension that Rama had shown, gradually disappeared.

"It's not allowed, it's okay. Later I can talk to them again, if I don't buy the land they offer." Hasna said in a desperate tone, but held hope there.

There was a heavy breath of Rama. This really does make him a dilemma. There is no way he is hindering the success of his wife. But, his side of the man did not want to let his wife go only with men from the scope of his business that he did not know at all. There may be relationships outside of work.

"All right, you can go there." Hasna's eyes sparkled hearing that.

"But the impression will be the same as me, later I try to contact Ivan to reset the schedule at the office." Firm Rama.

It turned out that there was a condition to it all, but Hasna did not mind it. Most importantly he got permission and was soon able to open a business in a new place.