The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 68

A flowering heart is forced to accept a dagger so that no more flowers bloom. Kevin, that young man must swallow a huge disappointment.

The woman he had hoped to accompany and perfect half of his life, was now possessed by people. The deep-rooted sense of his heart was forcibly revoked. Be ill. That feeling is what is left behind.

"I'm happy, if you're happy with him." Kevin forced a smile on both corners of his lips. Hasna smiled hearing that.

Hasna knows that Kevin is feeling a disappointment in his current status. But Hasna does not want to interfere in the personal affairs of others, especially when it comes to men's feelings. Hasna said enough of what she needed to say. And close his verbal meetings if he feels no need to raise his voice.

"If Kevin doesn't mind, soon my husband will pick me up. Kevin can meet her." Hasna.

No. gabe. Kevin's not that stupid. Heart's hurt. There was no way he would sow it with a handful of salt. It will hurt and leave a sting.

It is impossible if he meets a man who has won the heart of a woman in front of him. The woman he was trying to fight.

Drrr...

Kevin's cell phone rang, there was an incoming call. This was a good opportunity he would use to seal the wound in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I think I should be right back. Mama called, and I'm being asked to come home right now." Said Kevin when his phone line broke.

The man put a smile on his handsome face. At least it could reduce his awkwardness towards Hasna.

"Hasna, can we stay friends? After today's incident, I hope our relationship remains as it was before today. And I hope you don't hate me either." Said Kevin. He just doesn't want Hasna to stay away from him when she finds out how he feels.

"Mas Kevin don't think too far if I have hatred. I've already considered Mas Kevin like a brother, so don't think that there will be hatred after this. Let's just say today never happened." Kevin smiled at Hasna's words. At least the woman did not hate him.

"We can still be on good terms like before." Continue the woman.

"If your husband finds out, I propose to his wife, I could be beaten. Maybe even my face won't be recognized anymore." Chuckles Kevin.

Yeah, looks like it's true. Given how arrogant Rama was when showing their status to Bian at that time. What Kevin said could come true.

Hasna chuckled at Kevin's joke. The young man could always melt the awkward atmosphere between them.

"All right, I'm saying goodbye. See you soon." Kevin got out of his seat.

"Ah, yes. What can I bring from Singapore?" Kevin said in pleasantries.

"Can you bring me the Merlion statue, later?" Canda Hasna's. Then they both laughed.

"Quite Mas Kevin is fine there and can go home healthy. And I hope Kevin finds a better woman than me." Sincere Hasna. Kevin forced a smile on his face.

"There is no woman as good and beautiful as you in my eyes. You're a special girl, Hasna."

"All right, I'm sorry. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Hasna only watched Kevin from a distance, until the man disappeared behind the car door. Today's incident really made his emotions mixed. May no man expect himself after this, other than Rama, her husband.

***

The black car just came out of the office basement. It seems futile that Marissa follows Rama. The woman deliberately made her car tire deflated so that it could be delivered by Rama. But damn it, before his work was finished, Rama had left first. And now Marissa looks furious because in addition to her failed plan, now she is threatened not to go home because the tires of her car deflated.

"Ahhh...sial.why is it like this?" Aspersion.

Marissa couldn't take much longer. His stomach will grow bigger later. And he had to move fast to get Rama.

***

Rama came to Hasna's restaurant a little late. The road is quite jammed, because it coincides with the hours of home office.

The man went straight into the restaurant and memi Ndak every corner. Hasna restaurant is quite large, the design is quite classy. His wife's taste was very good.

"Sorry, is Hasna still here?" Rama asked one of the servants.

The woman in uniform observes Rama's appearance from head to toe. Rama followed the direction of the woman's gaze, which scanned her appearance. There seems to be nothing wrong with his appearance.

"Ehem." The woman was slightly tiptoed to hear Deheman Rama.

"eeee... Please wait, I'll call you." And the woman also left.

Rama still observed the atmosphere of the restaurant that began to be crowded. Most of them come with groups. Looks like his wife's restaurant concept is a family restaurant. When viewed from the number of chairs at each table that amounted to six to ten chairs with a large table.

"Who?" Ask one of the restaurant officials to his friend who had talked to Rama.

"I don't know, nyariin Mbak Hasna." Answer friends.

"Duh, Miss Hasna who nyariin cute guys all. That guy just now was pretty good." Looks like they were talking about Kevin who just left the restaurant.

"That's lucky."

Netra Rama accidentally looked at the uniformed woman he had asked just now. Apparently the woman was still in the same place, and was now talking to her colleague, looking at her.

"Eh. Check that's kamari." Say them.

"Why did I forget, I was going to call Ms. Hasna." The woman slapped her forehead. Especially when Rama's eyes stared intently at the two.

" Why is it still here?" It seems Rama is getting upset.

"I.iya, I call, wait." The woman's words were wrong.

"No need, just show me where Hasna is." Rama said coldly. Do not forget his gaze which is able to make his interlocutor misbehave.

"Mbak Hasna is in her study, upstairs. Let's follow me. I'll take you there." Friendly.

Rama grunted in annoyance. He followed the girl's friend up to the second floor to Hasna's room. Rama was amazed by his wife's business.

"How long have you been working here?" Ask Rama.

"Since this restaurant's officially open, sir." The woman answered with a little look at Rama.

"How long?"

"About five months."

Five months, that means two months before her marriage to Hasna. And for five months, Hasna had plans to set up another restaurant out of town. Really the soul of the business of women can not be underestimated.

"Please, this is Hasna's room." The officer pointed at the closed door in front of them.

"Thank you." Rama.

Rama knocked on the door of Hasna's room, and there was an instant from inside. Slowly he turned the doorknob and gushed himself inside. Apparently his wife was focused on the folding screen in front of him. And it seemed unaware of his arrival.

Rama closed the door slowly and turned the key. He did it so slowly that he did not make a sound. Rama approached Hasna.

"Ehem." The sound made Hasna's attention move from the laptop screen in front of her.

That sweet smile was imprinted perfectly on his lips. Then the woman stood up.

"Mas Rama?" Hasna took Rama's hand to kiss him.

These small treatments always made Rama feel very respected as a husband.

"Why not a nelfon? I can wait for you below." Hasna.

Rama did not answer, instead pulling Hasna into his arms.

"I miss you." Lirih Rama's. They had been separated for less than six hours.

"Mas Rama has eaten? Ask Hasna.

"I'm saying if I miss, not hungry." Rama.

"Yes, I miss Mas Rama too." Say Hasna with a pink hue on both of her cheeks. Luckily he was in the man's arms, so Rama could not see him. If not, it will be cut later.

"Mas Rama has been a long time?"

"Lumayan, almost half a day I'm waiting for you."

Hasna broke down a hug and looked at her husband with both eyebrows intertwined.

"Half day?"

"Yes, I waited half a day to see my wife again." Hasna shook her head hearing Rama's reply.

"I miss you, Hasna." Rama re-entered his wife's body. Both of them stayed in that comfortable position.

"Mas Rama wants to eat here what's at home?" Hasna asked after the two sat on the long sofa by the door.

"I want to eat here. I want to know if the food here is good." Hasna smiled hearing that.

"All right, I'll order ya."

Hasna immediately moved to pick up the phone lying on her desk, but her movements were outplayed quickly by Rama pulling her wrist. As usual, Hasna fell in Rama's arms sitting on her lap.

Rama inhaled deeply the scent of his wife's favorite perfume that always made him miss her. If this is what makes Hasna standby.

"Mas, Mas Rama is eating, right?" Ask Hasna. It feels terrible this way.

"Hmm." Only a murmur came out of the man's mouth.

Rama still held on to his position, and managed to land a gentle kiss on Hasna's cheek. Makes the woman startle.

In the midst of Hasna's nervousness, Rama managed to unite their two lips. Give an ****** a small* on the lips of the cherry tub. Enjoy the sweet taste with his wife. I don't know why it makes Rama calmer.

"Let's go downstairs, I want you to cook for me." Rama gently rubbed Hasna's slightly swollen lips. Not too obvious but if noticed will be seen.

Both walk down the stairs. Hasna asked Rama to wait at a table near the park. More private because there are only two tables with four benches surrounding each table. And they are also far apart.

Hasna rushed to the kitchen of the restaurant to make Rama eat. The workers in the kitchen turned to Hasna.

"Is there a problem, Miss Hasna?" Ask one of them.

"No, I just want to cook." Answer Hasna.

Those who were there looked at each other, astonished. Why does Hasna cook for herself? Usually he asks someone to deliver food in his study.

Hasna washed all the ingredients she would feed her husband. Hasna cleans fish as well as other vegetables. Also mix the roof. All who were there wondered, Hasna cooked for whom that much. Usually, the woman asks for just one minute.

"Mak Hasna want me to help you?" Say one of them. Hasna looked up and shook her head.

"No need, thank you. You guys just continue your work." Refuse smooth.

"Make that man, Ma'am?" Ask the others.

"Yes." Yeah." Hasna nodded.

"Who is Hasna? The feeling that's real Miss Hasna's good looking all of it. But this one just looked like it." Hasna just smiled hearing that.

"Who the hell, Ma'am?" The other law.

"Cowoknya Mbak Hasna huh?"

"Hush...Hasna's mom never dated. During the work with Mbak Hasna there is no tuh." Defend one of them.

"Who the hell, Ma'am? Just be curious." Push on the other.

Hasna breathed a short breath. Looks like Kevin's whereabouts didn't make his female employees as great as when Rama was here.

"Mbak Hasna was smiling."

"Tau Mbak Hasna, the other on the curious, who in the interrogation even smiled to himself."

"Someone is special, the proof is cooked by itself, usually if the other Mas must be we-we are ready."

"Come on dong, Ma'am. Who the hell?"

Hasna was funny about their behavior. Indeed, for employees who come from catering places, surely know if Hasna never had a special relationship with men. And if at this time there are men who feel privileged by the beautiful woman, it clearly makes them curious.

"She.my husband." Answer Hasna.

"Husband?" Say them together, like seven-dozen choir.

Hasna's answer made everyone there feel given an extraordinary surprise. No wind, no rain a man came to the restaurant and looked for Hasna. And now the shady-eyed woman said that the man was her husband.

No news of this before.