The Hidden Love

What's up again?

As soon as he arrived at his office Sultan immediately laid his body on a long sofa located in the corner of the room. He who looks so tired also relaxes his tie while kneading his temple.

"Did you sleep less last night?" asked Raka who was currently putting a sheet of paper on her desk.

"Not really," said the Sultan with his eyes closed.

"You seem to be very tired, throughout the meeting you are so agitated as if you want the meeting to end quickly and go to sleep immediately."

"I was just thinking about Hanum" the Sultan murmured.

"What's wrong with him? is he craving something weird?" asked Raka, finished cleaning the contents of her desk she turned to sit on the sofa in front of the Sultan.

"She's had weird cravings, but I think it's still in its natural stage."

"Want to?" raka's forehead was wrinkled, still not understanding what made her friend look so riled up.

"It's about Mauryn."

"Wah ... wah .. still dare you think about it Bro? remember that there are now two babies in your wife's womb. And I remind you, if something like this is so not pant ...," Raka stopped her speech as soon as an object flew towards her and hit her head.

"Don't talk bouncing!" Sultan grumbling.

"Me?" Raka pointed at herself. "Aren't you the one who's bouncing? obviously you already have a wife and you just said you were thinking of another woman. Huh, that's right." Raka picked up the pen that was thrown by the Sultan.

"Who said that?"

"Eh, obviously you said that. Fuck up!" Raka returned the Sultan's pen in the same way, by throwing it at the Sultan.

"I'm saying that woman's name doesn't mean I'm thinking about her." The Sultan rose from his sleep.

"Whatever you say." Raka glanced at the circular watch on her left wrist. "It's almost six o'clock in the afternoon, I want to go home." Get up from his seat. "Our wives should be done spending time draining our accounts, right?"

"Wait a minute!" prevent Sultan.

"What's wrong? isn't my job done? if you want to overtime, just overtime yourself, I want to go home."

"There's something important I want to talk to you about! we could spend a cup of coffee at the cafe with Adam."

"You actually want to talk to him, not to me. Always used to make me a mosquito repellent."

"You're just as important, that's why I asked you to accompany me. I need to hear your opinion, when I once thought you were unimportant. You're like a brother to me."

"Yes, come on!" bring Raka.

"Why is that in a hurry?" Sultan grabbed his briefcase.

"Don't let me be late, I only have an hour or Disha will get angry and punish me if I am five minutes late. He already knows that today I'm not overtime."

"Ha .. ha .. ha .. our fate is not much different." The sultan chuckled, he hugged his friend's shoulder. "You know, since she was pregnant Hanum turned violent and very violent. Little did he feel threatened, or something that if it did not suit his wishes, he would become fierce. In addition to the shrill screams of a singer, you'd think it wasn't the Hanum you knew if you saw it with your own eyes how it reacted when the pregnancy hormones were acting."

"It turns out our fate is the same." Raka raised her hand to meet the Sultan. "Disha has changed a lot since she became pregnant, she has become sensitive and grumpy. You don't know if I've been thrown with a pillow by him, he keeps yelling at me. She said I was insensitive, and two minutes later she cried hysterically and apologized to me. Hah ... it's nothing yet, we still have to go through many surprising events during accompanying our wives during pregnancy. Not to mention after giving birth later, I once read in an article about Baby blues syndrome. It turns out that it can be fatal, it will be very dangerous if a mother who has just given birth is affected by the syndrome. Our journey is still long, we must prepare a high level of patience stock to face the most important times in the life of a woman. We're supposed to be husband bystander." Raka gave a long sigh at the end of the story.

"Of course, by the way what syndrome is it? the one you mentioned."

"Baby blues syndrome. Just search the internet, it'll be hard to explain to you, and again I'm short on energy. Lunch is just a small portion of beef steak while you keep squeezing my energy out."

"Since when do you like to eat? you never complained about food before." The Sultan laughed widely, displaying a row of white teeth.

"Hurry up Adam's phone, tell him to get the food ready so we'll be there until I can recharge my power immediately."

"Hm."

Both also accelerate their steps towards the parking lot, enter their respective cars and immediately slide to a place that has been promised.

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"Did you just make it a rode job?" Adam glanced at the Sultan "Look, he's like he hasn't been fed for days." Adam smiled faintly at Raka's behavior.

"Don't talk about the unimportant" Raka said with her mouth full of food. "Our great master is in trouble."

"I get tired of hearing it, once give me the exciting news, do not just about the problem," said Adam flat.

The Sultan stuffed a piece of Beef Black pepper with white rice that was still steaming into his mouth.

"Yes, it looks like you're starving. Just eat first, I just stay in my room for a while. I'll be here again when you're done eating." Adam moved from his seat.

Ten minutes later, the entire contents of the plate containing the various foods on top of the round had been exhausted, everything had disappeared and turned into the stomach of his master. It turns out that people who use their brains to work tend to be hungry faster. Their appetite can be more craze than a building porter.

"God! you guys really spent all this?" Adam could hardly believe it because as soon as he sat there again, he saw that the neatly arranged plate on the table had been all empty.

"I can't believe you're actually office workers or pelvic porters?" say Adam again.

"Geez he was full" the Sultan said, holding his stomach.

"How can you not be full if you put four portions of people's meals at once into your stomach. Good thing your stomach didn't explode." Adam laughing. "Do you want me to get the waiter to bring you some more food?"

"For what?" ask Sultan.

"Maybe your stomach still fit if filled with a new dessert mainstay of this cafe." bargained Adam.

"Good idea," Raka said as fast as lightning.

"Huh, basic!" Adam waved his hand and before long a girl in uniform came close.

"Can I help you sir?" ask the girl politely.

"Please bring us three desserts mainstay cafe yes, I want my friends to taste it."

"Good Sir."

After the departure of the female servant, the three again put on a serious face.

"So, you came here to talk about what happened at the baby supply store the other day, right?" ask Adam to investigate.

"Hm, and unbeknownst to me, Dion has released Mauryn from the police station by giving some money as collateral" said Sultan.

"Is that so?"

"Evidence taken from CCTV in the store is less convincing. In addition to the absence of witnesses at the scene, it makes it difficult for me to proceed with the case to court."

"Is it not enough to show CCTV footage?"

"If that were enough, Mauryn would have gone into the cell by now."

As usual, Raka was only a loyal listener who was ready to listen to the stories of the two people before her.

"So what should we do? what steps can we take to make Mauryn kapok. I feel like he won't stop until what's his goal is achieved." The Sultan sipped the contents of his glass which was only half left.

"Aren't you the main goal for Mauryn? you are the main target. He will only stop if he has got what he wants and that is you" Raka who has been silent since then said.

"What crazy? indeed to make Mauryn stop committing crimes need to sacrifice me?"

"And do you think he'll just stop? those of you who grew up together over the years still do not know their true nature. And you," Raka looked at the Sultan. "Do you know exactly what kind of person he is? he will continue to fight to get what he wants and he will do everything in his power to achieve his goals. If he makes you his main target, you must be his. That's what he thinks."

"What wrong and sin have I committed that I should be in such a situation?" Sultan is putting his hair in. "I'm just worried about Hanum, Mauryn will definitely come back to do evil to him because he feels he has taken me from Mauryn's side."

Adam, who had been silent, kept turning his brain trying to find an effective way to paralyze Mauryn's movements.

"Brake!" The Sultan grabbed the man's shoulder. "Don't shut up! help me out."

"Basic shucks! can you be quiet, no? this I was thinking. You can't see that I've been quiet since I was thinking of a way to make Mauryn stop chasing you." The angry Adam also nagged the Sultan.

The three of them went back silent, drifting in each other's minds and it lasted for quite a while until the ringing of the cell phone on the table broke their daydreams.

"Your phone." Adam pointed at a mobile phone with a picture of a smiling woman on the screen of a constantly flashing phone.

It did not take long for the Sultan immediately grabbed his expensive device at that fantastic price and put it near his earlobe.

"What's the matter, honey?" he said as soon as he heard the voice of the woman he loved so much.

Hearing the words of affection uttered by the Sultan made Adam and Raka face to face for a moment, both of them smiled. Didn't expect that Sultan could be so sweet with his wife.

"What?" stay there until I come. Don't go anywhere!" shouted Sultan.

"What's wrong? what's going on?"

The sultan, who was so worried about his wife's condition, rushed to leave the place without answering Adam's question.

Even as surprised, Adam and Raka soon followed the departure of the Sultan who was not seen by the reach of their eyes.

"What else is this?" muttered Raka.

"We have to follow where he's going."

Both of them took a thousand steps, unwilling to be left behind even further if they continued to linger there.

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