The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 69

"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.

"Mbak Hasna is serious?" Ask one of them. Hasna nodded confidently.

One of the female employees accidentally saw the ring that encircled her ring finger.

"Mak Hasna is really married?" The female employee's eyes could not escape the ring finger of Hasna's right hand, making the others follow her gaze.

And sure enough, they were just as surprised as their peers.

"Why aren't we aware?"

"When did Hasna get married?"

"Udah is almost three months." Hasna answered while continuing her work. His hands are so deftly mixing spices as well as the main ingredients.

"Seriously, Ma'am?" No one could hide his surprise knowing Hasna was married. Then the shady-eyed woman nodded her head and smiled at them all.

"No one is invited?" I heard protests from them.

"You're Miss Hasna, don't want us."

"Eh, if the monthly, means after Grandpa Mbak Hasna died dong?" Hasna looked over at a glance while continuing her work.

"We were married shortly before Grandpa died."

"Oooohhhhhhh..." There was a second chorus from the kitchen.

The sound of a step distracts all who are in the kitchen. All eyes were on the man who was stepping firmly with a focused gaze on the woman who was cooking. Even the few pairs of eyes looking towards him were not ignored at all.

"Is it done? I'm too hungry." Rama. All who are there still listen well to the interaction of the two.

"Let's wait a minute, this meal will be over in fifteen minutes." Say Hasna who is still correcting the taste of her cooking.

Hasna still turned the fish she was burning on the grill, and re-applied it with seasoning. But his movements stopped as the burly hand wrapped around his stomach perfectly.

Some of the staff in charge of the kitchen instantly bought both eyes and opened their mouths perfectly.

"Mas." Scream Hasna with a small voice. Rama always surprised himself.

"Hmm." Mumbled. Rama kissed Hasna's head wrapped in a veil.

"Mas, there's still someone else here. Not just the two of us." Lirih Hasna's.

Rama slightly straightened his body, slightly turning his face. Rama could see some of Hasna's servants staring at them with their tails. Since entering the kitchen, Rama's focus was only Hasna, so he did not pay much attention to the surroundings. I didn't even realize there were people in the kitchen.

"Well, I'll go back to the table and wait for my food to be ready." Rama raised his voice a little. Then he kissed his wife's cheek gently and passed from the kitchen.

After the death of Rama, all those in the kitchen boisterous with their own chirps. Most of Hasna's employees, those who have just graduated from school or are college students. They work part-time here. This kind of incident makes them feel wrong. Moreover, Hasna who is famous alim and quiet who became his actress.

"Oh my goodness, Madam Hasna, follow hold my breath I see it." Scream one of them.

"OMG, it's so sweet of her husband Ms. Hasna." The other law.

"Jeez, I'm following you."

"Hasna's husband is so bad, you don't see us - we're here."

"The kiss cuddle is not about, we are still under the age of all."

"The melting link. Ahhhh...Ma'am Hasna."

It was fortunate that Hasna's cooking was ready, so she needed to immediately bring it forward. Dawdling in the kitchen could-can himself be an easy target led by his men.

"I'll excuse you, yeah." Hasna passed with a food trolley.

"Bak knows us dong same temen husband mbak Hasna, definitely saucy." Still sounds good from them.

Gegas Hasna pushed the trolley away from the kitchen, without wanting to answer a single word from them. Because honestly Hasna held the shame of her husband.

"Basar Mas Rama, I like not to look at the situation." Mumbled slowly.

***

Hasna put a big bowl of rice, grilled fish, sweet sour squid and a bowl of Rama's favorite rib soup.

"Please. What would Rama eat?" Ask Hasna. Rama saw all the dishes on the table, making his stomach rumble immediately asked to be filled.

"Everything." Rama answered without taking his eyes off the dishes on the table.

Hasna shook her head slowly accompanied by a smile at Rama's behavior. He took a plate of rice and sweet sour squid. Then take a small bowl and filled with rib soup to warm up when enjoyed later.

Hasna frowned as Rama never bribed his food.

"Why?"

"I want to try the grilled fish first." Rama.

"okay."

Hasna took a piece of fish meat with her hand. And kept it on Rama's plate. But the man still did not lift his spoon.

"What else is it? Would you mix it with soup?" Bargainly. Rama shook his head.

"Then?"

"Have you forgotten something?"

Hasna scanned the table full of food. The woman patted her forehead softly when she did not find a drink up there.

"Oh, sorry, the drink forgot." Grin Hasna.

Hasna waved her hand at the clerk who happened to be near her place and asked her to bring two glasses of water and two glasses of orange juice.

"After drinks will arrive, Mas Rama just eat first." Hasna. Rama breathed a quick breath.

"Why again?" Wonder Hasna. Why did Rama's mood suddenly become bad.

"Mkc... You're still forgetting something." Grunting slowly.

Hasna still remembered what else she had forgotten. But there was nothing else he missed. He just forgot his drink. What don't-don't...

Rama pushed his plate slowly in front of Hasna. Sure enough, apparently Rama wanted him to bribe her as usual. But what should be in public places too.

"It's a public place, Mas Rama." Hasna tried to reject him subtly.

"This is a private area." Speak with cold. It seems Rama does not want to be denied.

"Ta_."

Hasna paused the sentence she was about to say when she found Rama's face had turned sour. Even his hands were already crossed in front of his chest. Okay, looks like he's gonna have to give up.

Hasna put away the fork and spoon that were on the plate. Then feed the rice and grilled fish with his hands to Rama.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." He said softly as he offered his bribe in front of Rama.

Just going to three mouthfuls, the drink Hasna asked for has come.

"Please, Ma'am." Said the waiter while keeping the drinks on the table.

"Thank you." Hasna friendly.

Rama took a glass of water and drank it a little, then took another bribe from Hasna.

"You should eat too." Rama's memory, because Hasna only focused on feeding herself.

And as usual, Hasna fed him food after feeding him to Rama. They enjoyed their dinner earlier than usual.

From another angle, there are two pairs of eyes that are observing the activity of both. They stared in wonder at the activities carried out by Hasna and the foreign men in the private area.

"That's Ma'am Hasna's guy?" Ask the female employee who just delivered the food.

"Mbak Hasna never dated." Answer friends.

"Then?" The woman looked astonished at her friend.

"Eh, yes, yes. But as far as I know, Mbak Hasna never wanted to date anyway." Looks like he's one of the clerks of Hasna's catering or pastry shop.

"What are you doing here? Still working hours gossip." Tegur his friend who happened to pass by.

"No, just look..." The official hinted with his tail in the direction of Hasna. Followed by a friend who asked.

"Oh.that's her husband Ma'am Hasna. Friends in the kitchen said that. On the scene of everything inside."

"Oh, her husband yes, but we never hear when the wedding is."

"Udah, let us continue our work. Don't worry about other people's business."

***

The clock has shown seven o'clock passing, but the seat that Kevin usually occupies is still empty. Dinner has been started since.

"Bi." Call Miss Rosita to her housekeeper.

"Yes, Mom."

"Please call me Kevin, yeah. Said you were waiting for me at the dinner table." Said Miss Rosita.

"Good, Mom."

ART was immediately headed for Kevin's room. He slowly knocked on the door of his master's son. Before long, the door opened.

"What's up, Bi?" Ask Kevin.

Aunt looked at her master with a strange look. His appearance was tangled and still wore an office suit. Kevin came home early. But why is it still this mess. Usually the man always looks fresh, handsome and vibrant. Moreover, the room lights are still out.

"You're waiting for me at the dinner table, Mom." Say Aunt.

Kevin refused to go down. It really takes time to be alone.

"Say Papa, I'm staying." Answer lethargic.

"Good, Mas."

Aunt came down empty-handed. The master's son did not come down to the dinner table.

"Where, Bi?" Ask Miss Rosita.

"Sorry, Mom. Kevin said, just tell him to leave." Aunt conveyed Kevin's message to Miss Rosita.

Tumben once Kevin missed his dinner. He came home early. It was obviously impossible if the son had eaten first.

"Is Kevin working on something?" Ask Miss Rosita.

"No, Ma. Kevin had not changed his clothes yet, and the room lamp had not been turned on." Miss Rosita frowned. It was even more than two hours ago that Kevin arrived home.

"Yes, thank you, Bi."

Auntie's back. Ms. Rosita felt that something was wrong with her beloved son. Kevin will be cleaning up shortly after arriving from the office. But now?

"Pa, Mama stay upstairs first huh?" Her husband just nodded his head. The middle-aged man also felt strange about the behavior of his youngest son.

Rosita knocks on Kevin's tightly shut door. There was no light from the door. The room is still dark.

Cclek

"Kevin?"

"Mama?"

Ms. Rosita noticed the appearance of her son who was still wearing the same clothes as this morning, looking tangled and messy. His son's face looked dim, uninspired. Plus the room lights that are not turned on. Is his son sick? But his face was not pale.

Bu Rosita's hand stretched out to hold the son's forehead. The temperature was normal, meaning his son was in good health. So why is it like someone who is not okay.

"Kevin? You why?" Ask Miss Rosita

"It's okay, Ma." Answer lethargic.

"You didn't have dinner?"

"Later. Kevin wants to rest." Reject Kevin.

Miss Rosita could only nod. Something seems to have happened to her son. Butwhat?

The middle-aged woman went back down to the dining table. Better to give time to his own son. Later if the situation is better, he will try to ask again.

"What's up, Ma?" Ask Ms. Rosita's husband after she sits in his place. The woman shook her head.

"It looks like Kevin's having a problem. Mama noticed her messy appearance. He arrived home more than two hours ago. I'll try to ask you after dinner, and deliver the food to her room."

Hopefully after this his son will tell you about the problem.

***

Kevin just changed his clothes after a shower. It was still eight, but he was already very lazy to do anything. He even missed his dinner.

Kevin grabbed a flat object lying on the bed. On the swipe of the screen, and a photo of a shady-eyed woman appeared on the phone's desktop screen.

"Hasna, it turns out we're not fools." Sluggishly. His thumb gently rubbed the image of the woman who had captivated him.

Kevin vividly remembers the beginning of their accidental meeting. The seeds of love grew in his heart. I don't know when, he didn't realize it either. The taste is so strong.

His meeting with Hasna this afternoon was still recorded clearly, how when the woman gave the answer to his proposal. Hasna did not give a blatant rejection that offended Kevin. She apologized and said she was a married woman. The woman's rejection was very subtle, like speaking from heart to heart.

Somehow he will forget Hasna, but his love for her is so great. Kevin can't control his love. Nor can he impose that love on the woman he loves. For it is the most beautiful gift of the Almighty.

Kevin is not a typical man who likes to interfere with people's relationships. It is better for him to back down with his love, than to ruin the household of the woman he loves. Not necessarily if he was with Hasna, the woman would be happy. It's enough to see Hasna happy, rather than hurt her.

"Blessed is Hasna, with the man you chose as your life companion. I'll be happy if I see you happy. But I'm sorry if this taste can't fade for you. I'll keep these taste meetings for just one woman, you. And you are still a special woman who succeeded in occupying the highest throne in this heart."

***

sorry if I am a bit confused with the people who have dialogue with Hasna, because I do not want to say many names (the Hasna people are too many) I like to forget about it, hehehe

don't forget the support manteman, thank you...

may I be entertained