The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 89

Rama wanted to stay all day with Hasna. Yesterday's events awakened him, if Hasna's departure really made his world turn upside down. How he messed up when looking for Hasna, but he did not find it. Rama just wants to make up for the day he missed yesterday without his wife.

"So tell me, where were you last night?" Rama asked after their embrace was released.

"I was at the store last night. I'm sorry, I was wrong, because I left without Mas Rama's permission." Say Hasna while bowing her head.

Rama smiled faintly hearing it. Even Hasna still feels guilty if she leaves without asking her permission first.

"If you're right to feel guilty about leaving without permission, try now saying wherever your store address is." Rama just in case there was a similar incident, he could search Hasna in one of those places. All he knew was a restaurant.

Hasna mentioned where the address of the business outlets is located. And succeeded in making Rama stunned. Because the man did not expect at all if it was as much as his wife's place of business. All he knew was that the restaurant would open a new branch. Cake shops are waiting for renovations and catering places, without knowing how much there is. Worth the turnover in the cantongi Hasna is fantastic.

Rama stomped his temple slowly, memorizing that much address made him suddenly feel a migraine.

"Mas Rama why?"

"No, I just feel dizzy memorizing the many addresses you mentioned." Honest answer. Hasna smiled knots at him.

Hasna gave her a business card. There are three sheets, according to the type of business. Here the address, Mas Rama just choose where to go? Catering place, cake shop, or restaurant.

Rama took three different color business cards. He will keep it well, at least he knows any address where his wife's business.

"Udah is almost seven. Rama's not ready?" Ask Hasna.

Not answering, instead Rama laid his body on the bed with his legs dangling on the floor.

"I want to stay home all day. Yesterday made me pretty dizzy all day from looking for you." Answer Rama.

"Alright, then I'll cook us breakfast." Hasna.

"What do you want to cook?" Ask Rama.

"Mas Rama wants me to masakin what?"

"Feel the first thing you've mastered." Answer Rama quickly.

"Thigh soup?"

"Why is it rib soup?" Ask Rama. Then he sat back down.

"Yes, because the first dish I mastered was rib soup. Father's favorite soup of ribs." Hasna forced her smile.

"First, my late mother always cooked me rib soup, so I wanted to be able to cook the same dish. Hopefully someday, I'll serve that food to dad. But when I mastered the technique, they were gone forever." Hasna.

So rib soup, is a special food recipe for his wife. He just found out today. Rama thought that if Hasna cooked it often because it was her favorite food, she was wrong. Rib soup is a favorite food of men who became the first love of Hasna, her late father-in-law.

"Then I have to thank my father-in-law. Because of her, now her daughter is so good at cooking her husband's favorite food." Entertain Rama. Hasna nodded with a smile.

"Alright princess, then we'll cook it together." Rama stretched out his hand, and was greeted by Hasna.

Both of them were busy in the kitchen. Hasna was busy finishing her cooking so deftly, and Rama was busy disturbing his wife. The man was like a postage stamp, attached to Hasna.

"Mas, I'm having a hard time moving this." Many times Hasna spoke the same words, but the same answer Rama gave her.

"Let's just say I'm not around, and you're alone in the kitchen." What a silly answer.

"Your skin is heavy." Say Hasna, but both hands are still deftly finishing cooking.

"Yes.later we change, you are at the top. I'm downstairs." What kind of answer is that, why now discuss the top and bottom positions, what is Rama thinking?

It is better to be silent, than to obey the words of her husband. Later the discussion can be more everywhere.

Tong

"Some one's coming, try you check." Hasna hoped Rama would release her embrace immediately. He is very uncomfortable with this kind of position.

"Where? No one's coming." Even his embrace didn't loosen at all.

Ting tong, Ting tong.

"It's not like, Mr Rama was horrifying himself, if the bell rang?"

Rama snorted in annoyance, forced to let go of his embrace and open the door. It was my mom who came.

"Ckk...why did Mama come so early?" Rama was upset.

"Basar brazen child. His mother did not come immediately to the door and was told to enter. It's even asking why." Mama presented the jewels in her left ear.

"Oh, ouch, Ma, oh sick." Rama's whine holds a jewel in his ear.

"You go make a scene in the house, now you ask why?" Mama still nagging.

"Yes, yes, yes, sorry. Sorry Rama." Finally the dead jewel of Mama missed too.

Hasna came out when she heard the commotion outside, there was Mama-in-law apparently.

"Mama?"

"Hasna's. Dear." Mama immediately rushed over and hugged her daughter-in-law.

"Sorry Hasna, Ma. Hasna's worried about Mama and the others." Hasna. Mama broke her embrace and looked gently at her daughter-in-law's face.

"No, Honey. Mama should be the one apologizing to you. Because of Mama's son, you're gone. Don't ever leave Mama again, dear." Say Mama. Hasna shakes.

"Yes, Hasna won't leave Mama." Hasna.

"Promise?" Hasna nodded.

"Promise." Mama hugged Hasna back tightly. Mama already thinks of Hasna as her own biological daughter.

Rama smiled at the interaction between his mother and his wife. Hasna was that close to my mom. It is only fitting that yesterday Mama said a form of disappointment for her actions by asking her to let go of Hasna.

"Ehem... So it feels like a stepdaughter." Syndir Rama.

One punch landed on his arm. Mama's movement is like a shadow style, without knowing the movement tau-tau already feels the heat of the blow.

"Mama has breakfast?"

"Ruckus?" Mama nodded.

"What's the commotion, Ma?"

"Just ask the same culprit." Ketus Mama who glanced at Rama, which made Hasna snort look at her husband.

"Yuk in." Mama took Hasna inward regardless of Rama.

"Fate of stepchildren." Rama patted his own forehead and passed inside.

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Geck, tok, tok.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Sa? It's me, Siska." Shouted Siska from outside Marissa's contract.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Sa? Open the door, Sa."

Geck, tok, tok.

"Where is the child?" Mumam Siska's.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Marysa?" Shouted Siska once again, but there was no sahutan.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Marissa, are you in the dalem? Open the door."

The door opened, making Siska's knock hover in the air.

"Oh my goodness, Sa. From I_." Siska's speech came to a halt when she saw Marissa's extremely messy appearance.

"Sa, why are you?"

Not answering, the pregnant woman slammed into his arms. Siska was so surprised by the behavior of her best friend. Marissa is not usually like this. He slowly rubbed her back. Faintly began to sound a small fad.

"Sa, what's wrong? Go inside first yuk." Siska breaks Marissa's embrace and takes her inside.

He put her in the living room chair. Siska went inside to store her luggage and also brought her some drinking water for Marissa. How surprised the woman was as she passed by in the middle room. The displays were scattered everywhere, there were even broken flower vases as well.

"What is this really about?" Mumbled.

Siska took the phone in her pants pocket, intending to take a picture of Marissa's home condition, but there were some messages there. From Tomi.

~Siska, have you gone home from work yet?"~ Tomi.

~Gue needs the same meeting.~ Tomi.

~Itsportant.~ Tomi.

Siska puts her phone back in her pants pocket, and gets her water for Marissa. Marissa's business is more urgent this time.

"Drink first." Siska offered Marissa a glass of water.

Marissa took it and drank it slowly. Then put it on the table.

"What's up, Sa?" Ask Siska.

Isakan is heard again. It makes Siska even more confused about what happened to Marissa.

"Lo can tell me everything the same.":

For a moment everything was silent. Marissa tried to catch her breath before saying something to Siska.

"Gue yesterday from Rama's office, Sis." Lirih Marissa's.

Siska didn't expect that Marissa would. Even came to Rama's office.

"Gue said everything was the same Rama. But..." Marissa stopped her words. Tears rolled down Marissa's cheeks.

"Gue... Rama, Rama said he was married." Further.

Siska didn't hear wrong, did she? Rama is married?

"Married?" Siska tried to make sure.

Just a nod that Marissa gave in response to the question that Siska asked. Marissa told Siska everything. About his arrival to Rama's office. The debate led to Marissa's plan. And this is what makes Siska breathe a little relieved.

Now Siska understands the chaos in her friend's house. Chaos arising from Marissa's disappointment because of her efforts in vain.

The sound of a cell phone in Siska's pocket, made the woman re-conscious from her daydream.

~Sis, price. Turns out we guessed wrong. Rama Suryanata is not a single man as we thought so far. He's going to have a wedding soon.~ Tomi.

Tomi also includes a photo of Rama's wedding invitation to Siska.

~Gue just found out this afternoon. There was someone who sent me an invitation on behalf of my boss, and was accidentally sent to me.~ Tomi.

~We must prevent Marissa from saying anything to Rama. Don't let Marissa ruin someone else's wedding.~ Tomi.

Soon Siska typed in a reply for Tomi.

~We're late, Marissa was there yesterday.~ Siska.

Send, the message was sent and immediately read by Tomi.

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