The Hidden Love

Nothing to disturb

"What about Dion and your wife?" adam asked as soon as he and Raka had reached the hospital inpatient ward.

"The operation went smoothly but the condition is still critical" said Sultan.

"Hah .. at least he still has hope to live. I don't know what I would've done to Mauryn had he ...," Adam couldn't have continued his words.

"Easy! why talk about that woman, I don't want to talk about her anymore." The sultan leaned his head against the wall, closed his eyes and massaged his temple.

"Then how is Hanum? she's okay, right?" Raka looked at the two men beside her who were in exactly the same position, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.

"He was still unconscious, he was acutely dehydrated which made him so weak. The wicked woman is really biad*b, it seems that the thug's words are true, he wants to make my wife die slowly," replied the Sultan with his hands still busy kneeling his temple.

"What did the doctor tell you? the contents?"

"Thankfully the foetus was fine, they were strong children. Everything that had happened to his mother did not bother them in the least. Miraculous indeed," Sultan smiled faintly. "Living waiting for Hanum to wake up, the doctor has put an infusion in his body and injected vitamins, the doctor said Hanum will recover soon."

"Thankfully, this nightmare ended as well." finished saying that, Raka also took part in taking a position like two friends did.

"Ck ... What about Alma, Dam? what happens if he finds out about this? she had a small baby and ...," Sultan took a deep breath.

"She'll be very hurt, but I hope she won't take long to treat her heartache. As far as I know, she has a character that is almost similar to Hanum, only that she is a little shy. She's a tough woman so I guess she'll just enjoy her sadness and not drag on." Adam answered with his eyes closed.

"Hopefully," replied the Sultan.

Kruyuk .. kruyuk ...

Hearing the hard code that sounded from the food mill center coming from one of the men who were sitting in a row also made the three compact to change their position.

"Huh ... how embarrassing!" Raka slapped her stomach slowly, making her two friends chuckle as soon as she knew the sound was coming from inside her stomach.

"Who said it was embarrassing? humanely if you starve, so do I. Our shameless big boss alone, for two days and two nights, we desperately kept working, he said, draining our energy and mind all-out but he does not feed us at all the slightest goods" said Adam who responded with the Sultan's naughtiness.

"Sorry ...," the Sultan's great-grandson with a stifled smile.

"I don't need your forgiveness, I need your rice you know!" ledek Adam's.

"Liet Bro! if you keep yelling, you don't have the strength to meet your family at home." Raka mediate.

"Good." Sultan immediately shifted his mobile phone screen. "Wait on! does anyone want a delivery order at this hour?"

Adam glanced at the lazy watch that was coiled around his left wrist.

"It's only now eleven o'clock, it should still be" Adam chimed in.

"What do you want to eat?" sultan asked, his hands are still busy surfing in cyberspace.

"Korean ramen with half-cooked eggs and super spicy red sauce will be very delicious if eaten on a cold night like now." Raka licked her lips imagining the bowl of ramen she wanted.

"Nasi liwet complete with fried chicken, salted fish plus lalapan is also no less delicious," Adam said.

"In addition pecel lele with fried cabbage and spicy sambal beat spicy Mauryn speech," Raka chimed.

"In addition to chocolate vanilla flavored ice cream with choco chips granules and a legit chocolate sauce will be our late dinner dessert." Adam blinked one eye at Raka.

"Is there any more?" sultan asked without hesitation.

"So you've ordered all the food mentioned by me and Raka?" Adam leaned his body forward, looking at the Sultan's face with a look of astonishment.

The Sultan nodded in response to a question his friend asked.

"Geez!" Adam patted his forehead.

"There is less? just tell me let me order it again" replied the Sultan who still did not understand Adam's intentions.

"You bought everything?" ask him once again, making sure that Sultan actually bought the menu row that he and Raka had just mentioned.

"Of course, you said you wanted to eat that, right?"

"Who will eat that much? didn't you order a packet of nasi liwet at a Sunda Saung we've been to before?" ask Adam.

"Yes" answered the Sultan briefly.

"You want to kill us by making our stomachs explode with satiety? the rice packets can be for eight people at once. Who will spend it geez ..," Adam still shakes in disbelief if the Sultan really obeys his orders.

"Of course." The Sultan shook his shoulders. "You said you yourself wanted to eat liquet rice so I've ordered it now tell me where the fault lies?"

"It's ... already! the problem is over and you are still in a fuss. I'll eat it all and even if I can't finish it, we can give some of it to the night nurse." Raka raised both hands to mediate two men who were arguing.

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Slowly Hanum opened his eyes, the glare from the lights on the ceiling of the room made him squint. Repeatedly blinked his eyes, adjusting to the glowing bright light filling the room.

He circulated his gaze, this room was not his room and he saw an infusion needle attached in his hand. Obviously, this is in the hospital.

Hanum turned to stare at the bottom of his body that felt heavy, as soon as a thin arch formed on his lips. She saw her husband sleeping in a sitting position and his hands were coiled on his stomach.

"Mas ...," he wrote almost inaudibly.

Slowly rubbing her head gently, repeating her call to wake the man up.

Feeling the soft caress on his head and also the soft voice of his wife made the Sultan gasp. The man immediately raised his head and stared fixedly at the face of a woman who was also staring at him no less grudgingly.

"Darling, are you conscious?" he said after his hand that grabbed Hanum's body into his arms. "You're okay, right? nobody's sick, right? or is someone sick? which body part was injured quickly show me! tell me what it tastes like?"

Hearing her husband's barrage of questions made Hanum laugh, the man always said those words when he was worried about her.

"Why laugh? tell me what it feels like? just tell me if your body is hurt or you feel pain. Don't laugh like that, you scare me even more" Sultan was surprised to see his wife laughing freely as if she had never experienced anything bad before.

"Want to know what I'm feeling right now?" hanum asked as his laughter began to subside.

"Quick say! don't make me worry."

"Please get me some water to drink" Hanum asked with a face that turned clear.

"Don't joke! tell me first what are you feeling?"

"I asked for water because I was so thirsty." Hanum held her neck. "I'm thirsty now and that's how I feel."

"Why didn't you say that?" The Sultan breathed a sigh of relief, he began to move to fetch a glass of water located on the nightstand.

"And I've been saying since, you've just been going around in circles unclear and asking the same thing over and over again." Hanum grabbed the glass her husband had thrust, sipped it until the contents of the glass were empty. "Again" she asked her husband to give her another glass of water.

"Here, slowly the drink was afraid of choking," said the Sultan, who was so anxious to see the way Hanum spent his drinking water.

Hanum gave the empty glass back to her husband.

"You again?" tawar Sultan's.

"Enough." Hanum.

"It's a pity you dear." After putting down the empty glass, the Sultan approached Hanum and sat down on the edge of the hospital bed.

Hanum only smiled when he felt the Sultan's warm hand stretched out on his neck which made his head end up landing on the chest of her husband's field.

"You must have suffered so much in the canteen, without drinking water and food, sleeping on the cold floor without a pedestal, that woman was so cruel to treat you. I'm sorry I was late in saving you."

"No, don't cry, I'm fine now" said Hanum who heard Isak crying her husband.

Slowly Hanum broke away from her husband's confinement.

"What about my baby?" tanyanya while stroking her stomach so remember the condition of her pregnant self.

"Our kids are strong kids candidates Honey, they're fine. I'm grateful to God for protecting you, they're completely unperturbed so you don't have to worry."

"Thank God, then how's Grandpa doing? when I was taken away, the thugs hurt my grandfather and the house. And how is the condition of Mbok Darmi and others?" tanya Hanum looked so anxious.

"Grandfather is also fine, darling, his condition has improved and tomorrow also has been allowed to go home. Mbok Darmi and the house people are all already healthy after getting treatment at the hospital."

"Where are they now?"

"Grandfather? of course it's still being treated because it's only allowed to go home tomorrow."

"Mbok Darmi and the others?"

"They? of course it's at home, where else?" The sultan asked.

"That's not what I mean, our house was destroyed in the attack ...,"

Cup.

Hanum stared intently at her husband, annoyed that the Sultan had stolen a kiss from her.

"Mas ...," the screeches don't like it.

"House is safe and tidy, honey, who do you think your husband is? of course I've told people to tidy up our homes. The palace we live in."

"Start again" Hanum murmured as she watched her husband again boast about his position.

"Now there's only the two of us here so there won't be anyone bothering us."

"You mean?" Hanum did not really ask because she actually knew the meaning of her husband's words. Very clearly seen on the face of the Sultan who continues to glare mischievously accompanied by a sly smile that keeps him bumbar in front of his wife.

And shortly after, Hanum could feel a soft chewy object silencing his mouth. There was a feeling of happiness that burst into his heart when the Sultan treated him very gently and carefully. As if he was a fragile thing if treated with a little pressure.

"I love you, I love you so much" the Sultan whispered as soon as their lips were off each other.

"Me too" replied Hanum.

I don't know what made Hanum moved to put his hands around her husband's neck. The girl opened her lips slightly, as if giving a code to her husband to give him a kiss that can complete the longing after several days not seeing the face of the person he loved so much.

"Just kiss, don't expect more because I don't like to do it in tight places. You're pretty narrow." Sultan bit his wife's nose.

"Ish, basic!"

The Sultan chuckled as soon as he saw the reddened face of his woman holding back the embarrassment.

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