The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 78

"Mas Rama doesn't work anymore?" Ask Hasna.

The woman looked at the husband who was wrapped under the blanket after the prayer.

"For mager." Rama from under the blanket.

"You're the leader, Mas. If it's a mager, what's the fate of thousands of your employees?" Sweat Hasna.

Hasna approached Rama. Pulling a blanket over her husband's body. Look, the man is still at home hugging the bolster and closing his eyes again. Makes Hasna shake her head.

"Today I'm going to the restaurant, I asked for Nayla's company. It just so happened that Mama asked me to go home, so all the way. You are also a mager." Hasna.

No need to wake up with extra energy enough to make excuses by mentioning Nayla's name. Can Hasna make sure, her husband will be quick to respond. Evidently, now Rama has sat with a perfect upright attitude.

"Why ask for Nayla's delivery? Is your car in trouble?" Ask Rama. His voice did not even sound raucous typical wake up.

"Car, okay. Just ntar all nemenin Mama fitting clothes with Nayla. So Mama says I'm not going there to take a car." Answer Hasna. The woman noticed the look on her husband's face.

"Please invite Mr. Yanto to come."

"No way, all Nayla wants to stop by the campus first." Rama opened his eyes wide as Hasna said the campus word, as if his danger radar was ringing.

"Emang why? We rarely hang out with them. Yes. itung-itung quality time with ciwi-ciwi."

Rama pulled Hasna into his lap.

"What does it mean?" The thick bead was squeaking sharply at Hasna.

"Yes... I'm with Nayla, we...." Hasna's guts slightly shriveled because of the gaze that Rama gave.

"What?" Desperate Rama.

"We want to hangout like girls, Mas."

"Who's the girl?" His voice was starting to feel bad.

"Yes.me sa_"

Rama dropped Hasna's body and crushed her. The two hands were locked between Rama's hands, which were directed at the right and left sides of Hasna's head.

"Tell me, who's the girl?" Rama.

"A_"

Hasna had no time to continue her words, Rama had already silenced the cherry lips with a soft.

"You're a woman now, no longer a girl." Whisperer Rama.

Hasna momentarily held her breath, the whisper of Rama made her fine feathers bristle for an instant.

"Do you need proof again, if you_"

"That's not necessary." Sahut Hasna fast.

"Tell me, who's the girl?" Rama's whisper was right in front of Hasna's face.

Hasna removed his hand from Rama's grasp, and draped it around the man's neck. Hasna's movements made Rama lean his head even more. Suddenly, Hasna's smile was alluring in Rama's eyes. He slowly rubbed Rama's hair up to the neck. The man closed his eyes enjoying the gentle touch of his wife.

"I, I'm a little girl married to a perverted grown man, like Mas Rama." Whisper Hasna with a slightly sensual tone. Makes Rama growl.

After saying that, Hasna immediately fled as Rama lost his focus. The woman left the room and went downstairs. It is better to be prepared in the guest room than to be in the same room with Rama. Rama will probably skip work again like yesterday. And he can't go anywhere all day.

***

After a long drama, Rama finally arrived at the office. And earlier drove Hasna to the restaurant first.

"Good morning, sir." Sapa Vita's.

"Morning." Rama continued to walk up to the elevator.

Arriving on the seventh floor, Rama prepared himself, not to be provoked by emotions if he saw his secretary. This is the office, don't bring personal problems.

Rama walks into his room, but Marissa's desk is still empty. He saw the wall clock that was attached to the top straight with his current gaze, it was eight past thirty minutes. The woman should have been at her desk, office hours have been started since thirty minutes ago.

Rama passed into his room, not wanting to bother with the existence of Marissa. As expected the job had been waiting faithfully for him on the table. Two days later, he always left the office after lunch. And yesterday did not come.

Geck, tok, tok.

There was a knock as he just landed his body in his chair. Ivan came out the door. His assistant was seen bringing him another file.

"Sorry, Sir. This is a file of cooperation with the company Mr. Dirga. Yesterday his secretary sent him via email." Ivan. Ah, yes, there is no way Rama forgot that, because he asked directly to Ms. Mala, secretary of Mr. Dirga.

"thank you. I asked Mala yesterday to ask her." Rama. Ivan put the file on the table.

"Emm.sorry, Sir. Yesterday Marissa sent an envelope to you. I also don't know what it is. Because I received it from Vita." Rama frowned.

The envelope? What does envelope mean? His hand immediately searched for what his assistant meant between the stack of files, and found. Rama took it and caught a glimpse of Ivan.

Rama tried to calm down, lest he be provoked by emotions if he knew the contents later. Marissa is reckless, do not let her secretary send something personal.

Ivan was still faithfully standing in front of Rama's desk. The young assistant also seemed to be curious about what Marissa had sent to her superior. Soon Rama opened the envelope and took out the contents.

"Report resigned?" Rama's forehead creased as he read it. The man settled the assistant who was still standing before him.

"Resign?" Reassure Ivan. Rama nodded small confirming.

"Why is it so sudden?" Ivan.

Rama shakes both of his shoulders. He was reluctant to respond to Marissa's resignation. He read slowly the reason for his secretary's resignation. Rama threw the letter on his desk, so Ivan could read it too. It was absurd, making Rama shake his head. Ivan also showed the same expression as he read it.

"Yes, perhaps, Marissa found a job with a more promising salary." Rama said indifferently.

Ivan did not seem to accept the reason Rama gave. Salary issues? It doesn't seem possible. Even the salary in this company is fifteen percent higher than other companies. But whatever it is, it's none of his business. Maybe that was the best decision Marissa made. Hopefully, his co-worker gets a better job than his previous job.

***

Rama is back in focus with his work. Some files he's been studying and signing. It didn't feel like it was time for lunch.

Rama checked his phone, apparently the flat object was in silent mode without any incoming calls or messages. Hasna did not contact him at all. Rama breathed his rough breath.

Soon he dialed Hasna's number, but until the call ended automatically, Hasna did not answer. He tried again, but still not lifted.

"Where is he?" Mumbled.

~Hasna, where are you?~ Rama.

~Why wasn't my call answered?~ Rama.

~Hasna?~ Rama.

Some of his messages were not even answered. Once again he made the call, hopefully there is an answer. Finally the call was connected too.

"Hello, Hasna, where are you?" Rama said when the call was connected.

There's no answer. Rama looked at the screen of his cell phone. Call is still connected.

"Hasna's? Baby, where are you?" Ask Rama again.

There was no answer, just a sound of laughter was heard. It's impossible for Hasna to listen to her conversation with someone else, isn't it?

"Hasna?"

Now the laughter he listened to. Rama knew that voice. Mama's voice is also her younger sister, Nayla. Basic, definitely the phone's loud speaker mode. It can be ascertained after this he gets a ledge. I don't know what he said earlier.

"Yes, honey." Sure enough, now Nayla imitated his words.

"Where's Hasna? Why is the hape the same as you?" Rama was serious.

"Oh, unfortunately still in the toilet, zheyeng." Nayla replied sweet-ass, making Rama want to silence the girl's mouth with a jumbo burger plus spicy sauce on it.

"Where are you now?"

"We had lunch at foodcourt mall xx."

"Wait thirty minutes." Rama said without any objection.

"What do you want? Want to take care of us, women? We also want me time fellow women, Rama." Now my mother's voice is telling.

"Tell Hasna, Rama won't let her out today." Rama did not want to lose. He knew that Hasna would not ignore his orders.

"Oh Rama, don't be possessive of that same wife. Kasian if Mama's daughter-in-law feels constrained later."

"Who called?" Now there was Hasna's voice.

"Mas Rama?" Now Hasna's voice is clear. Looks like the woman took over her phone

"Where are you?" Rama's voice began to soften.

"I'm still out, having lunch with Mama and Nayla. We'll go to the boutique. What's up?"

"No. What time will I be home?"

"It still doesn't know, but I'll try to go home before Mas Rama."

"All right then."

"Assalamu'alaikum." Sahut Hasna before Rama closed his call.

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

Rama stared at his cellphone he had just used to make a call with his wife. It seemed like he had to have lunch soon, as his stomach was already hungry.

***

Elsewhere, Marissa was smiling at the USG photo she got two days ago. His right hand gently rubbed the still flat stomach.

"Honey, soon you will be the son of Suryanata. What do you want to call it? Daddy's? Papa's? Papi's? Or Daddy?" Marissa spoke as if the child in her womb could answer her.

"Mama would rather if you call Daddy later, that sounds really cool. Daddy Rama." A smile on Marissa's lips.

"Just imagine it, Mama.ah no, Mommy. You should call Mommy." Marissa rubbed her stomach gently again.

"Mommy can't wait to get together with Daddy. You will be very proud to be the son of Rama Suryanata, my dear. If you were a boy, it would be as handsome as Daddy Rama. And if it's a girl, it'll be as pretty as Mommy Marissa." The smile never receded from her beautiful face.

"In a moment, you'll be looking for me Rama. You'll make me take responsibility for what you did the other day. And I assure you, you will no longer be able to evade, and will marry me. Miss Marissa Anindita Suryanata." Marissa laughed happily when she mentioned her name, which was coupled with the name of Rama.

The woman smiled imagining her life with Rama. How they will live a happy life as a couple. Happy with their little family

***

Sorry, but yesterday there was no new chapter.

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