The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 71

"Mas Rama be careful." Hasna said as the two arrived in front of the Suryanata family home.

"close. I need energy." Pinta Rama's.

Hasna approached, and as usual Rama gave a little****** and ended up with a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"I'm gonna miss you." Rama said, his thumb gently rubbed Hasna's lips.

A pink tinge of decorating on both cheeks of Hasna. Rama, the man had always succeeded in making his wife bow down in shame.

"Your face is adorable Hasna. Why do I suddenly not want to go to the office?" Rama rubbed his wife's cheek gently.

Hasna hit Rama's arm. Almost every day she listened to her husband.

"Hurry to go, bad luck." Hasna opened the seat belt and prepared to go down.

"All right, I'll be leaving soon." Rama said in a sluggish manner.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Hasna kissed Rama's hand.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Rama rubbed his wife's head gently.

Rama's car leaves the Suryanata residence. Hasna came in after the gate was opened by security.

From a distance, Mama-in-law was doing her morning routine after Papa left. Her parents were very happy gardening. Even the flower collection is a lot. Various types and colors decorate the garden so beautifully.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma." Hasna.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, hey here why not say it?" Miss Diana was surprised, because just yesterday they had just returned from here. The middle-aged woman took off her gloves.

Diana stood up to her daughter-in-law. The woman smiled and hugged her son's wife, and kissed her cheeks in turn.

"Just hug, Mama's hands are dirty." Chuckle Mama-in-law.

"Only alone?" Ask her.

"At Mas Rama, you all go to the office." Answer Hasna.

"Tumben, don't you tell me?"

"Hasna there needs to be the same Mama. Mama's busy, isn't she?" Miss Diana frowned. Tumben.

"You go in first, Mama wants to settle this first." There are still two pots that have not been moved.

Hasna went into the house that looked so quiet, and went straight to the living room to wait for Mama-in-law.

After a while, Mama returned home. He cleans himself first. He later joined his son-in-law in the family room.

Miss Diana came with a tray of drinks and snacks for Hasna and herself.

"Mom doesn't have to bother, Hasna can grab it herself later." Hasna felt bad to be treated like a guest.

"No hassle, honey. Mama's happy because today mama's got a friend to talk to." Say Mama while putting her drinks and snacks in the table bag.

"That's one piece, Nay where's Ma?" Ask Hasna.

"Nayla came out with her college friends, there was an event she said." Hasna just nodded.

"Ma."

"Yes, Honey?"

"Hasna can ask Mama something?" Miss Diana looked surprised, so tumben. But he nodded.

"Emmm..Why do you remember, when we were looking for Papa's birthday gift, we accidentally met Hasna's friend?" Mama seemed to remember.

"Mas Kevin?" Saying Hasna slowly.

Diana remembered the name. The name of the man who once expressed his intention to impersonate Hasna as his wife.

Miss Diana nodded. Hasna was seen breathing deeply. Need to find the right word so as not to offend her mother-in-law later.

"Yesterday afternoon...Kevin Ngajakin Hasna's meeting." Miss Diana knitted her two eyebrows together.

"Mom don't misunderstand me. His meeting was not in a lonely place and there were only the two of us. It's not like that. Hasna asked to meet at the restaurant. Because Mas Rama will pick you up."

Diana kept listening to Hasna. The middle-aged woman was a little worried as Hasna said that Rama had come too. There should be no commotion between the two men.

"Mas Kevin's... Kevin asked for an answer to the proposal he had expressed through Mama."

Hasna was uncomfortable talking about other men, especially with her mother-in-law. Don't let her in-laws think nothing of her relationship with Kevin.

"Why didn't Mama tell Hasna that time? Hasna felt guilty, as if she had given hope to Mas Kevin. Hasna felt like she was playing with men as good as Kevin."

Hasna told everything to Mama-in-law. Nothing he covered up. He even told me about his disappointment and guilt Kevin yesterday.

Miss Diana breathed deeply. What Hasna said is true. If only he had told this to Hasna earlier, surely the man named Kevin did not feel given false hope.

"I'm sorry Mama, honey. Mama didn't mean to put you in a difficult position. Mama just wants you to solve this problem, Mama has no right to interfere." Said Diana. Hasna grabbed Mama's hand that was on her lap. Gently grasps.

"Thank you, Mama believed Hasna. May no man expect Hasna. Hasna felt a great sin against Mas Rama." Hasna. Those eyes radiated her guilt at feeling that she had lied to her husband.

"Hasna asked Mama, please don't say this to Mas Rama. Hasna did not want to make Mas Rama misunderstand. This problem is over. And Kevin's mom apologized to me."

"Yes, baby."

I hope what Hasna said is true. There will be no more men expecting Hasna. Because of Hasna, his wife from his son.

***

Geck, tok, tok.

"Lake in."

"Sorry, Sir. There's a lunch invitation from Mr. Dirga today." Marissa.

An invitation to lunch? Why not go through Ivan? And also too suddenly.

"About once?" Ask Rama.

"I'm sorry, sir. The invitation was two days ago. I forgot to convey it. Secretary Mr. Dirga who contacted me directly."

"Alright, please tell Ivan, if he will accompany me this afternoon."

Rama almost forgot if there was a little work that required his assistant to leave the office.

"Will you go alone? Or should we just cancel?"

"No need, I do not feel good if I refuse Mr. Dirga's invitation. Please accompany me later." Marissa's smile expanded instantly.

"Good, sir."

The secretary came out of Rama's room. A smile never backs up from his lips.

***

Half an hour before lunch, Rama and Marissa had already arrived at the restaurant of a hotel in their town. Marissa asks the driver to leave them and pick them up when she calls later.

The two walked together like a couple. Go to the table that was booked earlier.

"Want a drink first, sir?" Rose Marissa. Rama nodded, coincidentally his throat felt dry.

Marissa ordered drinks for both. Then excuse me to go to the toilet.

After a while, a waiter delivered the order to a table occupied by Rama. It was almost near lunchtime, but his business partner did not arrive.

Rama took the phone out of his pants pocket. Type a message, then send it.

~Hasna, what are you doing?~ Rama.

Rama sends a message to his wife to kill his boredom. Ten minutes passed, but the chat never read Hasna.

Rama put his cell phone on the table and took a glass of his drink. Not long heard the incoming notification, it turned out from Hasna. The woman replied to her message in the thirteenth minute.

~Sorry, Mom. I just finished praying. Has Rama prayed yet?~ Hasna.

~Not yet, after this.~ Rama.

~Don't delay, soon, yes.~ Hasna.

~Yes, it's still meeting with clients.~ Rama.

~Oh, yes already. Don't forget to pray and have lunch.~ Hasna.

~Good, wife.~ Rama.

~I miss you.~ Rama.

A minute passed, still no reply. Makes Rama grunt.

~I also miss Mas Rama. I'm waiting at home.~ Hasna.

A smile expands perfectly on his handsome face. I don't know why he always misses his wife. Again, he glanced at the clock on his wrist. Lunch time is ten minutes. Rama again took a glass of drink whose contents remained half.

A few moments later Marissa came back from the toilet and sat in her place.

"Did Mr Dirga's secretary not give any news? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Rama saw his watch back. Thirty minutes from lunch. That means they've been waiting for almost an hour.

"Ahh.pardon me, sir. Earlier, while I was on the toilet, Mr. Dirga's secretary reported that they canceled the lunch. Because there are clients who suddenly come to their company." Answer Marissa. Rama grunted in annoyance. For an hour wasting time just for a wasted event.

"Take time." His grunt.

"Are we having lunch first? It just so happens there's still half an hour left." Rose Marissa. The woman smiled faintly as she found Rama's drink glass empty.

"Even your drink is over." Little Marissa's chuckle.

"No need, we just go right back." Resist irritated.

"alright, Sir. But I finished my drink first."

Marissa took her drink and drank it a little. The woman glanced at Rama who was still focused on her phone. Is that as interesting as the object in his hand right now, compared to him who appears perfect?

"Is it done?" Rama asked who gave a quick glance at his secretary.

"A little while, sir. Still half." Said Marissa who was still enjoying the rest of her drink.

Rama massaged his temple. Suddenly his head felt pulsating. Rama is still trying to stay focused on his phone. But that feeling made him lose his focus. Rama put down his cell phone, back in his pulsating temples.

"Mother why?" Ask Marissa. The woman looked at Rama who felt a sense of discomfort.

"Can we come back soon? My head suddenly felt very dizzy." Rama tried to stay conscious as his gaze began to blur.

"alright, Sir. Let me help you." Marissa reached out her hand to help Rama, but the man brushed her off.

"No need, I can do it myself." Resist.

Marissa lowered her hand that would touch Rama. The man still refused it.

Just a few steps, Rama began to drift. Marissa who was behind him immediately held Rama's body. Rama looks grimacing in pain. His head was pulsing again.

"Mas, help me." Marissa shouted at one of the waiters.

The uniformed man approached Marissa, who was supporting Rama. The man was unconscious.

"Mas help me. Please take us to our room on the fifth floor. My husband suddenly fainted." Marissa told the restaurant staff.

The restaurant clerk called one of his friends, as it was impossible to bring the tall, sturdy Rama alone.

The two restaurant employees took Rama to the room shown Marissa. The woman opened the room with the access card she was carrying.

"Please lay it on the bed." Marissa Pinta.

According to their instructions they laid Rama on the bed in an unconscious state.

"Do we need to call a doctor for her husband?" Bargain one of them.

"No need, I've brought the cure. Thanks again. Here are some tips for you." Marissa took out several hundred thousand bills for the two restaurant employees who had helped her.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am. May her husband recover quickly." Said one of the officers.

"Yes, thank you."

The two restaurant employees immediately came out of the room, leaving Marissa and Rama unconscious.

***