The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 61

The first date that should be memorable, actually ended up embarrassing. All failed miserably. Rama is guilty of his stupidity. He got carried away when he was near his wife, making it difficult for him to control himself.

"Mas Rama's a habit, likes not to see places." Hasna Protest. The woman's lips look coiled.

"Yes sorry, I'm khilaf." Regretfully. Rama hugged his wife's shoulder.

"This is a very embarrassing event." That grouse girl.

How not, both of them are caught having an undue scene in the cinema.

"Yes.you're right." Dengus Rama's.

"Go home, yuk." Bring Hasna. The woman was no longer interested in continuing their dating.

"Okay, but we'll eat first."

Rama invites Hasna to dinner first before deciding to return to the hotel. Because the incident just now made him want to eat something to vent his frustration.

***

Hasna drove the car back, down the street at night. The clock has shown at ten, it is too late apparently. Cloudy already in the sky, decorated with flashes of lightning. It might be raining soon.

Hasna felt something was wrong with the car she was driving. Feels a little tart.

"What's wrong?" Ask Rama.

"I don't know, all of a sudden. Don't let the tires deflate again." Hasna immediately pulled over and checked the condition of the car tire. It turns out it was a deflate.

"Why?" Rama also came down to his wife.

"They deflated." Hasna pointed at the deflated front tire.

"There's no spare tire?" Ask Hasna.

"Damn, yesterday broke a tire." Grouser Rama.

"Continue, how?"

"We go in first, it's already raining." Rama.

Both got in the car. And sure enough, it started raining. Rama opened a service map on his phone, looking for the nearest workshop from their current location.

"The workshop is at a point three hundred meters from here." Rama.

"Try calling the workshop, who knows if you can send a mechanic here." Advice Hasna.

Rama followed his wife's advice, trying to contact the nearest workshop for help. But unfortunately their mechanic is out of work and has not returned.

"Where, Mas?" Rama nodded slowly.

"They're out of work and they're not back yet."

Rama again observed the situation outside from inside the car. The rain was getting heavier and occasional lightning struck.

"It looks like we'll wait for it to stop, just look for an online taxi." Rama glanced at the clock on his wrist. Almost eleven o'clock at night.

Rama glanced at Hasna who was getting sleepy, actually he could not bear to see it. Especially Hasna who drives.

"You should sleep first. When it's over, I wake up." Hasna simply nodded, as drowsiness began to linger in both of her eyes.

There was an incoming call on his phone, from Pak Yanto. The man was waiting for the two to return to the hotel.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Sorry, Den. Den Rama where is this? I knocked on the door, nobody opened it. Is Aden back?" There was concern from the chauffeur's tone.

"We're still outside, sir. Coincidentally my car tire deflated, and the spare tire yesterday had broken. Maybe I'll wait until it subsides." Rama.

"Have the phone repair shop yet, Den?" Ask Mr. Yanto.

"Already, Sir. But their mechanic is still outside. And the distance of the workshop from my location is quite far." I heard a heavy breath from across there.

"Pak Yanto rest first. Don't worry about us. We'll be back soon when the rain subsides." Rama tried to calm down.

"Well then, Den. Be careful, Den."

"Yes, sir." Rama hung up the phone.

***

There was a knock on the windshield right next to Rama. The man squirmed a little. Back the knock was heard and a little loud, forcing the couple awake.

Rama is asleep. It's still dark. Rama glanced at the clock that wrapped around his wrist, still at two in the morning.

Again, a knock on the windshield resuscitated him. Rama slightly lowered the glass beside him. A man in uniform was standing there.

"Sorry, what's wrong, sir?" Rama asked with a distinctive sound of waking up.

"Can you come down for a second?" Said the man. Rama got out of the car.

"I'm sorry, can you show me your identity?" Rama reached into his pants pocket, taking the identity card from inside the wallet.

The uniformed man received the identity card that Rama gave him. Read it at a glance and hand it back to Rama.

"Brother Rama, can you explain why you stopped the vehicle here? Can you see the signs over there?" The man pointed at the sign that was right behind Rama's car.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't see it, because my car's tires were flat on the way to the hotel." Obviously Rama. Where could he see a road sign during an emergency like this.

The uniformed man slightly turned his head to see who was in the car besides Rama.

"Who are you in the car with?" Ask the officer to investigate.

"My wife, sir." Rama looked at his car. Suddenly Rama had a bad feeling. Hasna felt that she was the object of conversation, so she got out of the car.

"Can you show me proof that that's inside your wife?" It's true.

"What's wrong?" Hasna asked Rama.

Officers observed Hasna's slightly messy appearance of having just woken up from sleep. Then he saw him alternating with Rama.

"I'm sorry, is it really the sister of brother Rama's wife?" Ask the officer.

"Yes, I'm his wife." Hasna.

"Can you show me if you're husband and wife?" Hasna frowned and looked at Rama.

"In the area around here often occur acts of immoral couples outside of marriage. And we've done raids a lot." Rama rounded his eyes. The razor? Don't-don't...

"And from last night we observed the movement of the car you were driving. Even until now your vehicle is still monitored at the same point. And we suspect there's some indecent act you're doing here." Continue the officer. Again he observed the alternating appearances of Rama and Hasna.

Rama's face looks furious holding back emotions, immoral actions how do you mean? Didn't he explain earlier the reason why he got here.

"Prophe Rama, hold it. Don't get emotional."

Rama remembered the ring on his ring finger.

"This is proof that we are a legal couple as husband and wife." Rama raised Hasna's right hand and showed her the wedding ring she had bought some time ago.

Rama hoped that it would succeed in convincing the officer.

"I'm sorry, in previous events many couples wore rings that resembled wedding rings. But they are not actually married couples. It's just a tool to trick us." Said officer.

It seems like it will be emotionally draining in the morning blind. Rama tried to calm down. I hope there is a way.

"Do you have any photos or videos at the wedding? Or a marriage license?" Ask the officer again.

"How can I bring my wedding documents? That's right." Rama grunted in annoyance. His anger had reached the crown.

"When a photo or video?" Urge officers.

Looks like they're giving up if they're dealing with proof of marriage that's requested. There is nothing they can show.

"If there is no evidence, please come with us to the office. You can make a report there." Said the officer.

Rama almost threw a big blow. It was fortunate that Hasna could feel her husband's movements. The woman nodded slowly.

Shit, that's fucking shit. Rutuk Rama in the heart.

***

Rama also had Hasna both fell silent. Both were forced to follow officers to the police station in the area of the city they visited. They are both in midfield like a perverted couple who were hit by a raid. It really makes Rama's emotions more heightened.

Both are not allowed to sit next to each other. Rama was with several young men who had the same fate as him. And Hasna, she looks calmer. Several times there was a slow breath and a sigh that was spoken from his lips.

Rama called his lawyer. Hopefully Mr. Darmawan can help him. He was Rama's only hope. He tried to contact his lawyer five times, but his call never got an answer. Understandably, it's still three in the morning.

Rama breathed his coarse breath, hoping for his call to be answered this time. But it's still the same as before. Once again he tried, and successfully, his call was answered, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Mr. Darma. I'm sorry to interrupt your break at this hour." Rama began his conversation by phone.

"Yes, Mr. Rama. Can I help you?" I heard the answer from across.

Rama tells the chronology until he was in the police station at this time. As a lawyer, Mr. Darma certainly must be able to solve the problems his clients face.

"alright, Sir. I'll be right there and bring the file you asked for." Said Mr. Darmawan.

"Thank you, thank you very much, Mr. Darma. Again, sorry." Rama was not happy.

"It's okay, sir. I'll be ready soon." Rama closed his call.

He looked at Hasna who was looking at him. Rama smiles who nods at his wife, as if to say that everything will be fine.

***

Hasna asked the officer for permission so that he could be given the opportunity to fulfill his obligations. And Rama did the same. But they still get an escort. It was possible that they were afraid that the two would run away.

"So soon Mr. Darma will be here. You calm down, everything's gonna be fine." Rama tried to calm Hasna. The woman just nodded and smiled at him.

Mr. Darmawan has just arrived when the clock shows eight hours less than a few minutes. Fortunately, the lawyer left before dawn, when the streets were still quiet.

Mr. Darmawan is in between to meet with his client. He saw Rama's appearance that looked tangled. Usually, hair and clothes look messy.

"Sir Rama." Mr. Darmawan approached Rama when the man was receiving a call from Mr. Yanto.

"Pak Yanto is calm, we are fine. I'll be back to the hotel soon." Rama tried to calm the driver.

Rama turns off his phone and welcomes Mr. Darmawan. The two talked for a while until finally making a report if Rama and Hasna were indeed a legitimate married couple. They also show the evidence they ask for.

"Alright, forgive us, we're just doing our job. Hopefully in the future we don't make the same mistake." Said officer.

Rama breathed a sigh of relief and immediately approached his wife.

"Let's go home, you need a break." Hasna just nodded.

"One more time, thank you Mr. Darna. I'm sorry I've been troubling and interrupting your break." Rama.

"It's okay, sir. Honestly, I feel a little excited when Mr. Rama tells the chronology of yesterday's events. I'm very curious about it." Kekeh Mr. Darmawan.

"This is my first experience while accompanying Mr. Rama. Freeing the Father who netted razzia satpol PP." He chuckles back, a step case according to him among businessmen of Rama's class.

Rama smiled withstanding shame. Yes, it is true that his lawyer said, this is the first time he got tangled in this kind of strange case.

"Yes.maybe someday I can tell my grandchildren, if his father and mother ever netted a raid." Rama's heart eventually.

Mr. Darmawan drove the two back to their car location last night. Rama called the nearest workshop. Fortunately, the tow truck came soon. If not, they could be razed again.

***

Rama returned to the hotel at lunchtime. This morning he only ate a packet of bread and a bottle of mineral water that he bought in the minimarket near the workshop.

Mr. Yanto greeted him in the lobby with an anxious-looking face. The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief while seeing his two masters return.

"Alhamdulillah, I'm relieved now. You were worried when you found out that Aden didn't come back to the hotel last night." Said Mr. Yanto.

"Alhamdulillah, everything is fine. Have you had lunch?" Ask Rama.

"Father there was no appetite when Aden and Neng Hasna did not return. Afraid why and thank God Aden same wife is fine." Said Mr. Yanto.

"Yes, we should eat first after that break. We're just back in the afternoon."

Mr. Yanto walked behind Rama and Hasna. Both of his young employers looked tired, perhaps they were sleep deprived last night.

After eating at the hotel restaurant, the three of them immediately rested. Collect energy before you go home.

***

good nich taught dating while adventuring with Mas Rama. hehehe...