The Hidden Love

Sorbet melons

Next day.

" Dear .. wake up." The Sultan shook his wife's shoulder.

" Hm... fifteen more minutes." he replied lazily, then again raised his blanket.

" It's noon already, it's six o'clock." persuaded the Sultan, again.

Beyond the Sultan's prediction, Hanum continued his sleep, not usually the girl woke up this afternoon. Hanum used to get up at five in the morning, and usually, when the Sultan said the word 'already noon', the girl immediately woke up instantly. It seems that today is an exception for Hanum, the Sultan so did not have the heart to wake him up again once he saw the face of his wife who looked very slick.

Finally he decided to take a bath, Sultan who had been accustomed to getting special services from his wife also felt there was something different this time. If usually after bathing, he just put on the clothes that have been prepared by Hanum, wearing a tie, often paired by his wife. Today it feels like a real exception, because he has to take care of himself.

" Hanum .. dear ... wake up." after neatly putting on his work clothes, the Sultan tried to wake his wife again.

" Relope ..." Hanum just looked long.

" It's breakfast time, let's get up first. You should at least wash your face before breakfast."

" Don't want to." said Hanum half yelling, she felt her husband had disturbed her sleep.

" Night you don't eat, don't skip your breakfast, what if you get sick?" persuade again.

" Don't bother me mas, please .. I'm still sleepy." Hanum ruffled her own hair, furious that her husband kept bothering her.

The sultan massaged his chest, well .. maybe his wife was really still sleepy so it seemed like she had to pass her breakfast the morning without being accompanied by the wife.

" Yes, I'm down now yeah." Sultan kissed his wife's forehead, "I go straight to the office after breakfast later, do not forget to eat after you wake up later. I'll have Darmi drop your food into the room."

There is no reason, the Sultan smiled when he saw the expression on Hanum's face while sleeping, still beautiful even though the Sultan felt his wife's face became thin and a little pale.

He grabbed his briefcase and left the room, closing the door very slowly.

" Morning mbok ... Bi ..." he said politely as soon as he got to the dinner table.

" Morning sir." Bi Mar is putting food on the dining table.

" Have you guys had breakfast?" The Sultan stared at bi Mar and mbok Darmi alternately.

" It's." the two women answered simultaneously.

" That's .. mbak what his name is mbok, Sultan forgot."

" Beautiful with Lastri?" mbok Darmi approached, carrying a glass of fresh milk in his hand.

" Well, they've had breakfast, you've cooked too much, Hanum and I can't spend any of this. Once .... It looks like we need to eat together." The Sultan opened the plate that had been on the table.

" They had breakfast, we had to work so we couldn't wait for you and breakfast together."

" Yes .. suppose it can make us more familiar mbok, not just limited to the relationship between the employer and his domestic assistant, more than that, you're like family in this house, so don't hesitate." The Sultan began to feed a spoonful of food into his mouth.

" Well, what's a good breakfast? which non-Hanum?" ask Darmi when he realizes Hanum is not there.

" I've woken up many times, but it looks like he's still sleepy. He's not getting up yet."

" Tumben." lirih mbok Darmi.

" Yes, I thought he was sick, but he said he just wanted to sleep."

" Of course, let the bok check, all bring the breakfast up."

" Yes, thank you, ma'am." The Sultan nodded, "Oh yes, ask for help mbok, take care of Hanum yes, I see his face pale, his body is also weak. I think she's not feeling well but she insists on not going to the doctor. I still have a lot of work to do today and I'm likely going home tonight, please make sure he finishes his meal. Call Sultan if there's anything."

" Yes, it's good, just there to go to work. Work well, don't think too much about non-Hanum. The mbok will take good care of non Hanum."

Along with the completion of mbok Darmi preparing food for him to bring to the top, the Sultan was finished with his morning breakfast. Not waiting long, the Sultan had risen from there and rushed to the office.

Arriving at the top, Darmi knocks on the door before entering Hanum's room, and puts a tray of food that she carries on the table next to the sofa.

The old woman then tidied up the blanket and also the messy sheets, Hanum had not had time to tidy it up earlier.

The bathroom door was wide open, Hanum appeared from there then sat listlessly on the sofa.

" Mbok." call him soft.

" Non Hanum is awake?"

" Hm ... just got mbok."

After making the bed, Darmi approached Hanum and sat down next to him.

" Yes, uh .." mbok Darmi examined Hanum's face carefully, what the Sultan said was true because Hanum's face looked pale.

" What's wrong mbok?" asked Hanum who did not understand with a look mbok Darmi.

" Non Hanum is sick?"

Hanum.

" But non Hanum's face looks so pale."

" Lately Hanum has trouble sleeping mbok, no appetite. Hanum also has frequent headaches."

" Well, we go to the doctor, okay?" the mbok Darmi.

" Hanum's scared of mbok."

" Well, what are you afraid of?"

" Hanum felt that something was wrong with Hanum's body, and Hanum felt the change after Hanum fell on the porch that time."

" then? what to fear?" the old woman asked, still not understanding.

" Hanum's head was hit at that time mbok, Hanum also had a brain injury during an accident, Hanum was afraid not to ..."

" Hust! do not just dream of non, check to the doctor is better than just guessing. Let the doctor examine non Hanum, let him know what the disease is."

" That's him who made Hanum afraid mbok, what if it turns out that Hanum has a disease that ..."

" Hust! wong has been said to be the same, anyway it is better to see a doctor immediately, the sooner the better. Let it be quickly discovered and can be immediately given non treatment."

" Geez, how is this." Hanum scratched his non-itchy head.

" It's ... already, do not think of anything, now you should not eat Hanum breakfast, run out of it bath, the mbok accompany to the doctor later."

Hanum looked at Darmi's mbok but could not say another word, everything the old woman had just said began to disturb his calmness.

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The Office of the Dinasty Group.

" Tumben asked permission to enter during the day" said Sultan as soon as he saw Raka enter his study. " What's up?"

" I just finished accompanying Disha to the doctor." said Raka, sitting in front of the Sultan.

" He's sick?" The sultan asked without turning his eyes to the computer screen before him.

" No."

" so?"

" He's pregnant."

" What ...?" The sultan was shocked. "He's pregnant?"

Raka nodded, and at once the Sultan rose from his seat of greatness, hugging Raka so cheerfully.

" God, what am I supposed to say this time? I think I lost again." The sultan chuckled, "After Adam, Reno and now you're the father, I got married first but, I haven't heard the good news until now."

" I hope so."

The two of them broke away from each other's arms.

" I think it was supposed to be me and Hanum to see a doctor for a consultation." The Sultan sat back in his chair.

" Faster is better." Raka nodded.

" But we are still busy with the hospital construction project, which we are just about to start this Sunday. We have to prepare everything first, lest any mistakes happen like the other day."

" If you take care of the work, when is there completion? to the doctor is more important than anything now."

The Sultan thought for a moment before opening his mouth again.

" Well then, please arrange a meeting with her doctor."

" OK." OKAY."

" I want the best Obgyn doctor here."

" Of course."

" Let me know as soon as you're done making deals with that doctor."

" Is there more?" asked Raka while giggling.

" Enough."

" Yes, I still have to work now." Raka picked up a few neatly arranged stacks of maps on the Sultan's desk and took them to his desk.

While the Sultan was still sitting, his mind wandered far away, thinking of many things about a baby that had not grown in his wife's womb.

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Her night.

" What time do you want to go home?" hanum asked behind the phone, playing her hair while lying on the bed.

" It's coming home, it's done I go straight home. What's up?"

" Want to ask for help?"

" What?"

" Please stop by the cafe, which is across the street, in front of the mall that we used to go there that you know."

" What are you buying?"

" Sorbet melon, I'm looking to eat it right now, it's sweet and refreshing. It's been a long time since I've eaten it." Hanum pouted his lips, his saliva dripping when remembering a small bowl of melon sorbet served with tropical fruit pieces on it plus a legit melon sauce.

For a moment Sultan was stunned by his wife's request, he stared out, the glass window in his room slightly dewy due to the heavy rain that flushed from noon.

Rain like this he asked for a melon sorbet? not wrong? it was cold like eating ice. If you want soto, grilled duck or dumpling noodles still mending, this is asking for ice in the rain, cold nights like this? there's just.

" Mad." Oh."

The cry of Hanum made the Sultan come to his senses from his daydream.

" Yes, hm .. can't it be replaced by anything else? food that can warm the body in the cold weather like this, soto or rawon for example."

" No way!" Hanum interrupted before the Sultan continued, "I want a melon sorbet, if you don't want to buy it for me, I can go with Mr. Dadang."

" Who said he didn't want to, I just offered."

" Of course, I don't want any of the food you offered earlier, all I want is sorbet melon, now."

" Wait for me to go home."

The Sultan let out a long sigh, he had not finished talking yet but Hanum had already severed the phone connection unilaterally.

He immediately left the place, along the way, grabbed his suit and hugged his own arm. The cold air felt so piercing, not to mention the lightning that had since sounded earthy to each other.

The atmosphere in the office is quiet because some employees have returned home, Raka has also been home since half an hour ago, be the Sultan himself down the road to the parking lot. He immediately started the car engine and drove it, penetrating the dense traffic atmosphere at night.

When he was stopping at a crossroads because the traffic light was red, he saw a group of people running to the middle of the highway. They offer merchandise, some offer boiled beans, candy, mineral water, newspapers, crackers, crackers, and there are many more offered by hawkers consisting of several people with different age ranges. But most of them are children who Sultan estimates still sit on the bench of SD and Junior High School. Seeing him made the Sultan remember the incident where Hanum innocently wanted to borrow money from him to give to children who were gathering on the sidewalk, first. He grabbed a brown leather wallet that was neatly stored in the back pocket of his pants. He opened it and took out a few hundred thousand bills, opened his car window and gave the money to some people.

He felt so happy when he saw them receiving money from him with great joy, there were some children who thanked him and gave prayers to him. The green light was on, making it unable to linger to enjoy the time because the car behind him had pressed the horn several times.

The Sultan then returned his car, penetrating the night streets that are still accompanied by drizzling drizzle. And it didn't take long, the car arrived at his yard.

He flicked his slightly wet suit into raindrops as he ran from the garage towards his yard. And, as soon as he opened the door, Hanum was already standing up to welcome his return with a smile that featured a row of clean white teeth.

" Battle first, I've prepared warm water for you." Hanum kissed the back of her husband's hand and grabbed the bag and suit from the Sultan's hand.

Sultan nodded and immediately headed to the room to clean himself, all day he was busy with a visit to several companies that cooperated with his company. He felt very tired and wanted to quickly take a bath to refresh himself.Tak want to linger in the bathroom because he felt very hungry now.

Hanum continued to look at her husband who seemed to be enjoying her dinner so much, and her memory returned to the bowl of melon sorbet she so desired earlier.

" Where's my order?" said Hanum suddenly.

" Uh." The Sultan stopped chewing his food and thought.

Oh, my God, I forgot.

" Geez baby, sorry .. I forgot." and Sultan could immediately see the face of Hanum who originally looked very happy, became disappointed at that moment. " There was a bunch of street kids peddling their wares at the red light, so I ..."

" Yes." said Hanum, and he got up from his seat, "Take your food, I'll go upstairs, sleepy."

The new Sultan would open his mouth but Hanum had already walked quickly towards the steps.

Ten minutes later.

" She said sleepy, why read a novel?" The Sultan crawled up onto his soft mattress.

Silent.

No answer, he looked at the face of his wife who was serious about the novel, slowly removed the novel until Sultan could see the face of his wife perfectly.

" You crying?" The Sultan was shocked to see tears drenching his wife's cheeks, "What is the story in the novel so sad?"

Hanum remained silent, not answering, and she spread her body and lay on her back. Makes the Sultan astonished to see Hanum's behavior.

" What's up?" the tan was soft while rubbing Hanum's head.

Still quiet.

" Don't cry, tell me, what's going on? what makes you cry?"

" I've been waiting a long time, until you get home. I've been imagining how fresh eating that melon sorbet has been since the afternoon I wanted." The Sultan gasped as Hanum suddenly woke up from his sleep and yelled at him, making him lose his balance, until he fell backwards.

" I'm sorry" he said briefly after successfully mastering himself who was so surprised.

So surprised he, just this time saw Hanum screaming while crying hysterically so. The girl had indeed cried hysterically in front of him first, when they were both experiencing household problems, but not accompanied by a shout like this.

" Know that, I should have just left with Mr. Dadang earlier."

"I forgot baby, sorry." The Sultan grabbed his wife's shoulder.

" Don't touch me!" again, the Sultan was in a screech when Hanum shouted back. " I hate you so much, I don't want to see you. You better sleep in the guest room." said Hanum while sobbing.

Oh, my God, just because I forgot to buy her a melon sorbet, she said she hated me, and worse... Did she tell me to sleep in the living room? Is he having a monthly guest? usually he will be sensitive if it is coming the moon.

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