The Charm of Love Amartha

Two Women

Moments later, the phone in the man's grasp rang back. Firlan rubbed her phone in a quick motion.

"What's up, Aliaaaaa?" firlan was upset. Alia still called him to say the same thing over and over again. The man scrunched the base of his nose.

"Alia? who is Alia?" said the woman across the phone, Firlan jumped in shock.

Firlan blinked his eyes and straightened his body. The man immediately moved the phone away from his ear to see the name of the caller, even though he had memorized the voice.

"They?" firlan muttered, she cleared her throat to expel her shock. Then put the flat object back to his ear.

"Haloooo?" vira exclaimed, he raised his voice an octave.

"Ehm, yes Vira." said Firlan, who hit her lips softly. He was so careless that it was Alia who called him again.

"Haloooooo?" call Vira again.

"Kok Vira, anyway?" continued with a cynical tone.

"Eh, yes Ay.." said Firlan, with great difficulty he swallowed his saliva. It is certain that his girlfriend who is jealous of the confusion will rampage.

"Not answered my question. Who's Alia?" ask Vira for an explanation.

"The work, it's not important." Firlan replied quickly, Vira frowned.

"What was asked, what was answered," said Vira annoyed, but he tried to dampen his arrogance towards Firlan.

"For the same boss or.." said Vira hanging, vira pressed the loudspeaker option on her phone.

"Yes, why?" suhut Firlan fast

"Your boss is there again the same chick?" vira asked to the point, she did not want to make small talk.

"No!" firlan said loudly, Vira glanced at her best friend so as not to be noisy.

"Just like me, why?" firlan asked.

"It's not like the boyfriend is the husband of the guy!" firlan said ketus, he is now upset because Vira asked about his boss, and instead of asking him news first.

"Sssst, diem! I just because she was crying until the flood of mermaids here, she said the sound of girls screaming right after her husband's phone. Is the boss no longer a cuckoo?" as Vira lures Firlan to speak, Vira puts her index finger in front of her lips. He hinted Amartha should not make a sound.

"We're in the hospital again, boss has a fever. But don't tell me your friend, because Mr. Satya does not want to make his wife worried, just don't talk macem-macem," said Firlan warned Vira to do what he told her to do.

"Sister Firlan! where's my husband? what pain is Satya?" Amartha scouts Firlan with a question, she immediately snatches the phone in Vira's hands. Tears escaped again from both of his eyes that had been swollen.

"Mistress?" firlan said with great difficulty.

"Whose husband is in the hospital, brother?" asked Amartha who was very worried to hear the news that her husband was sick.

"Ehm," Firlan glanced at the sleeping Satya, with the infusion hose still stuck on the back of her hand.

"Dear? tell me the address or us.." threatened Vira so Firlan quickly open the sound.

"I learned from you. Give me the address!" vira said, Firlan just rubbed his chest. Inevitably, Firlan also gave Vira a hospital address.

Alia has informed Ivanka of Satya's rejection. Ivanka is furious and finds out for herself where Satya is. And after a while someone sent him information regarding the whereabouts of the man. Ivanka changed her clothes and grabbed her bag. He let his hair run. The woman came down the stairs in a hurry.

"Where are you going, honey?" ask a middle-aged woman named Elena. The woman frowned when she saw her daughter coming out in casual clothes, with jeans revealing her legs and a top that clearly printed her body shape. But he covered it with a long, transparent cardigan, which was completely useless.

"You're out, Mah.." said Ivanka, who kissed her mother's cheek.

"Ivanka said goodbye" he continued, running small towards the exit.

"Be careful!" exclaim Elena.

"That boy, until when will he be single like that? just thinking about one child makes my head hurt" said Elena who went to her room.

While Ivanka yabg already in her car directly pressing the accelerator, to where Satya is. Moreover, reportedly, the man was only with his assistant. A glimpse of a grin appeared on the face of the woman who skillfully played her steering wheel.

"When you're sick, your wife is not beside you. Satya ... Satyah! ah, but all right. I will gladly take her place" muttered Ivanka with a happy laugh.

"You will feel that I am better than your wife who is busy with her distended stomach, ah. Let him give you a descendant, while I will give you a caress" the woman continued with her evil grin.

Not much different from Ivanka, Amartha was on her way by a private driver, Damian. The pregnant woman was so agitated she stared at the streets.

"Still a long time, sir? why not nyampe-nyampe?" ask Amartha. I don't know how many times he's asked Damian that.

"Patience, Ta .. besides there is Firlan who takes care of him, you don't have to worry." said Vira stroked his best friend's arm.

"I can't calm down. She's rarely sick, I'd love to see my husband, Vira..." Amartha turned to Vira with tears. Vira took some tissue and gave it to Amartha. Vira had no idea how many hundred tissues Amartha had exhausted to wipe her tears today

"Yes, yes we will be there, this is also almost nyampe really," said Vira softly.

Eventually the two women arrived at the hospital where Satya was treated.

"Be careful of the road, inget you bring jabang kebo in dalem, if you flirt how? slow down the road, your husband will not say anything!" exclaiming Vira who equaled Amartha's steps. Vira blocks her best friend's hand, she points at Amartha's belly with her chin. Amartha nodded slowly.

"Don't be careless or you'll be sorry if something happens to your womb" said Vira firmly, he held Amartha's arm to keep the pregnant woman from rushing.

Finally, after riding an iron box and down the hospital hallway, Amartha and Vira arrived in front of a room. Vira took her hand off Amartha's arm.

"Come in, let me wait here" said Vira who pointed to a bench made of stainless.

"Are you okay here alone?" ask Amartha.

"Let's not be alone, please! yayang Firlan told me to come out to make me here," said Vira who had sat himself down.

"Yes, I came in." said Amartha. Then he turned the door handle slowly.

And her tears nourish when she sees...

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