The Hidden Love

Absurd

"Where are you taking me away?" 

For the umpteenth time Vienna asked the same question.

"Finding someone who can marry us" Dion replied.

"Are you crazy? How many times have I told you, getting married isn't as easy as you think!" viennese Sentak.

"Yes, I'm crazy! I went crazy because of you and I don't care!" 

Vienna threw her body on the back of her car seat.

Dion was completely unchanged, the man was still as stubborn as he used to be. Instead of wasting energy that could drain his emotions back, Vienna prefers silence. Give Dion at least some time to think clearly.

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"Mas, how was that? Did Dion manage to derail Vienna's departure?" cecar Hanum saw the arrival of her husband.

"You seem so curious" Sultan throbbed.

"Of course I'm curious, so how did it go?" Hanum looks so impatient.

"At least let me sit down first, get me a drink," whined Sultan like a child.

"I'm sorry, I forgot not to welcome you first. Instead of giving you a drink, it attacks you with all kinds of questions" Hanum said.

He rushed into the kitchen, picked up a bottle of cold water in the refrigerator and grabbed a glass and took it to the living room.

"Well, drink!" Hanum thrust the cold water that he managed to pour into the glass.

The Sultan accepted it and it did not take long for him to spend the clear liquid in the glass.

"Where's grandpa?" 

"But rest in his room. Quickly answer my question first," said Hanum.

"Which question?" 

Like the Sultan was trying to test his wife's patience.

"That's it, about Dion." Anxious, Hanum shook her husband's arm a few times.

"On that, unfortunately I do not know," said the Sultan as he placed his empty glass on the table.

"Don't joke, let's just tell me, Mas."

"Really, I told Dion everything on your orders but I still don't know the end result. The phone's off" he explained to Hanum.

"Why use the show ran out of battery all the way, like a word like me again the thrill of watching a Korean drama but suddenly connected."

The Sultan laughed at his wife.

"Perhaps the phone is still fully charged with the battery?" cetus Sultan's.

"Ish, how the hell. Mas said he said Dion's cell phone was dead, right?"

"Don't die from running out of battery, Dion could be angry because he arrived late at the airport and slammed his cell phone" said Sultan.

"Ah, instead of thinking well," said Hanum.

"Thinking well is mandatory, but thinking about the worst is necessary."

"Have a quick shower!" hanum's orders to her husband.

"Why did you tell me to take a quick shower?" sultan asked with a look of ignorance.

"Of course because your body must feel sticky after working all day, right, What do you think?" Hanum.

"I thought because you couldn't stand ...,"

Plaque! 

The Sultan's body jumped in shock and instantly a hot sensation spread throughout his body. It felt as if his arm had gone numb as soon as it had gotten a death blow from Hanum.

"Clean your head off your dirty thoughts!" exclaim Hanum.

"Is there anything wrong if I think that of my own wife?" 

"Quick go take a shower or I'll ..." Hanum raised his hand into the air.

"Yes, okay."

The Sultan ran up the stairs.

Ever since she became pregnant, her wife suddenly turned violent.

Hanum brought her husband's favorite cup of black coffee, she saw Sultan was still busy struggling with his folding computer.

"Your hat is." 

"Thank you, my darling." Sultan pinched his wife's nose.

"Is there a lot of work?" 

Hanum asked that considering that her husband had been in her study for quite some time but there were signs that the man would be strong from there in the near future.

"Ten minutes, more or less. Why?" sultan asked without taking his eyes off his laptop screen.

"Nothing." Hanum.

"Hmm, I have some happy news for you." The Sultan took off his glasses.

"What?" 

"So Dion called me he said ...," 

"What's he saying?" sambar Hanum was impatient.

"He said he was with Vienna" the Sultan said.

"Thank God, I'm glad to hear that. What about their wedding plans?" kulik Hanum's.

"As planned, they will be married for another four months."

"Well, when I thought after this incident they'd speed up their marriage." Hanum looked a little disappointed.

"Isn't something rushed that's not good?" ask Sultan.

"Yes, too, but I'm still disappointed. Afraid that they'll both be separated again."

"You are so funny!" 

The Sultan got up from his chair and approached Hanum, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

"What's so funny?" hanum's forehead wrinkled.

"Whatever you try to unite them if they are not a match, what can you do? And vice versa, will be as heavy as trials and temptations that come but if they are destined to unite, they will definitely stay together. No one can go against the provisions of God, if He has outlined something to happen, then by His Power, it will be."

"You sound like a religious teacher giving a lesson to his student."

Hanum laughed because he felt the Sultan's behavior was exactly the same as the religious teacher who taught when he was in High School.

Sultan kept looking at his wife's face, but he felt nothing funny but why his wife laughed so much. 

For some time he was amazed to see the charm of Hanum, which obviously happened a lot and his chest always rumbled if it was this close to him. Everything that was inherent in his wife felt so beautiful in his eyes. Beautiful eyeballs like almonds, eyebrows that are black and thick like ants in tandem, a sharp nose and a pointy chin that looks like a dependent bee, not to mention the tiny lips seranum ripe cheri fruit. What a magnificent sculpture, the Masterpiece of the Creator. Everything in his wife really became opium to him.

Cup.

Still standing with a slight bow the Sultan landed a kiss on the thin lips that he had been longing for since this afternoon.

While the shocked Hanum still lets her husband do what the man wants, to her. The kiss that was pinned by the Sultan on his lips felt so soft, the longer the deeper it made Hanum washed away.

"Moving yuk, less exciting if we do it here" whispered the Sultan in the ear of his wife.

Hanum nodded in embarrassment. The red hue on his face made the Sultan even more anxious.

The man carried Hanum's body, took her to the bedroom and immediately laid her down as soon as they reached the bed.

"Women like that, shy but willing. At first he refused but if he had sensed it he would ask for it again," the Sultan whispered again while stripping off the clothes attached to Hanum's body.

Hanum grabbed a pillow to cover his face, he could not imagine it would be as red as what his face would be. Shame to hear her husband's words.

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Next morning.

Hanum squirmed his body for a moment before deciding to step down from his quarrel. He smiled as he waved the blanket that covered his body, remembering the reunification that was done with the Sultan last night.

He slowly got off his bed, citing one by one the clothes that were scattered on the floor then entered the bathroom to immediately clean up.

The sound of running water makes the Sultan awake. He blinked his eyes, feeling a glare with the sunlight that infiltrated his face.

Just like when Hanum first woke up earlier, the Sultan also smiled embarrassed when he saw his innocent body which was only wrapped in a blanket.

Countless times they did the unification but it feels like the Sultan is still acting like a newlywed couple.

Twenty minutes later.

"Today you come home early or you have overtime?" 

Hanum was tying a tie around her husband's neck when she asked.

"Hm, I should have been able to go home early but I don't know it yet, afraid of a sudden meeting or some other unexpected job."

The Sultan put his hand on Hanum's waist. He needed to bend down a bit each time Hanum paired a tie for him. That he did because he did not want to see Hanum's distress considering the height of the girl who was only limited to the Sultan's chest.

"Your phone sounds" Hanum told her husband as soon as she heard the vibration of Sultan's cell phone on her dresser.

The Sultan picked up his phone immediately.

Hanum sat on the lip of the bed while his gaze could not be separated from her husband. The man put his left hand in his trouser pocket, a hallmark of the Sultan when he was involved in a serious chat on the phone.

Soon the Sultan landed his butt right next to his wife as soon as he finished the call.

"Honey," he called her softly to Hanum.

"What's wrong?" Hanum shifted his body slightly until now they faced each other.

"You believe me, don't you?" The sultan looked very serious.

"Of course I trust you you're my husband. Waitaminute! Why are you suddenly talking like that?" hanum Urge.

"I swear by anything, I just love you. You are the only owner of my heart, I am sad because you know for yourself that we have been friends for a long time" Sultan said, holding his wife's hand. 

"Speaking what you are, I still don't understand." 

"Don't be angry, please!" pinta Sultan.

"I won't be angry, why am I mad at you."

Hanum was shocked when the Sultan suddenly hugged him.

"My heart is broken, my heart hurts. He's evil, but he's never been a friend in my sorrows."

Hanum stroked her husband's back, she just needed to be a good listener this time.

"It may still be acceptable to me yesterday but this time ..no, I can't take it."

"I swear to God, I didn't cry because I had any feelings for her. I just love him as a friend, and I feel sorry for him, that's all" Sultan said.

Hanum still rubbed her husband's back, there was nothing she could do right now even if it was just giving a speech that could comfort her husband. How could she do that while she herself still did not know with what made her husband become sad.

"Mauryn, the police are forced to transfer him to a mental hospital. The doctor said his mental state was disturbed" he explained.

Hanum was stunned, she almost cried when she heard her husband's explanation. She was also an ordinary human, a woman who had very delicate feelings, such a thing certainly made her sad despite all the evil deeds Mauryn had done to her.

"How could such a thing happen to him" Hanum tweeted.

"The doctor who handled it said that he was in severe shock because he heard of Reno's sudden death. He blames himself for Reno's death, he's so devastated that's why he attempted suicide. And once she wakes up after a critical period, she desperately realizes her attempt to end her life has gone to waste. As soon as Mauryn noticed the strange signs, her attitude changed to that of an insane person. During these three days the doctor had tried to observe his mental condition and with a heavy heart he had to be immediately put into a mental hospital to get the right treatment."

The clear thread darted back on the Sultan's cheek.

"He's crazy, my friend's crazy." the man's cry became more and more unbearable.

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Four months later.

"Honey," call the Sultan.

"In a moment," Hanum replied from inside the dressing room. 

"What took you so long in there?"

"It's all because of you!" exclaim Hanum.

"Lho, why am I wrong?" sultan standing beside the door.

"That's because you've been forbidding me from wearing the dress I chose. Too open, the pieces are too short, do not want me to be the eyes of the invited men later, it is" said Hanum imitating her husband.

"I've replaced it with a dress that suits my taste. Not so open at the top, and not too short at the bottom."

"But it's too small! It doesn't fit while I'm three!"

For the umpteenth time the Sultan was crushed. The drama of the dress that Hanum was about to wear to the party continued even though it was night. Almost two hours a couple were fighting just because of the dress.

Checklots.

The door opened along with the appearance of Hanum.

"So much prettier" praised the Sultan.

"What a beautiful, ugly thing like this!" Hanum is still mumbling.

"And it has become a mandatory rule to obey, do not let the invited guests more beautiful beat the bride, right? For this time alone, let Vienna remain the prettiest on her happy day. He will be sad if anyone beats his beauty" the Sultan said at length.

Yes, tonight indeed the Sultan and his wife will attend the wedding reception Dion and also Vienna which is held in one of the famous hotel ballrooms in Jakarta.

"Don't pout like that, you're making me even more anxious!" 

"Don't fuck around, what was lacking this afternoon?" hanum Hardik.

It feels bad if the girl remembers her husband who suddenly asked her to make love in the afternoon and she did it more than once. 

The Sultan reasoned that if he wanted to do so, especially the rain that continued to pour from the afternoon that did not subside, further adding to the feeling of laziness when the man wanted to get out of his bed.

At a moderate pace the Sultan kept driving his vehicle. Remnants of water on the streets make it more careful considering the road is slippery.

As usual, the Sultan would help remove the seatbelt that was coiled around his wife's body and then open the door for her.

The atmosphere of the building is so crowded, so many guests who come to give blessings as well as being a living witness on the historic day of Dion and Vienna.

Hanum smiled as soon as he saw that his two friends had arrived early with their respective partners.

Disha, who had just given birth to a baby girl a week ago, could not take her given her very small condition. While Ajeng did not invite Bening to participate, the little angel of his love for Adam was lulled in the dreamland when they left earlier.

A festive atmosphere filled every corner of the spacious room filled with such elegant decorations.

Hanum was busy chatting with his friends, while the husbands were flirting with Dion who was still sitting at the sewers.

While enjoying a cup of chocolate ice cream that was taken by Hanum earlier, suddenly the girl felt pain in her stomach.

"Ssshh ..," Hanum hissed, almost the cup in his hand fell off.

"Why Num?" ask me to panic.

"His stomach hurts Jeng."

Hanum's body slumped, fortunately Disha swiftly stretched out a bench so that Hanum could sit on it.

Ajeng helps wipe away the cold sweat that seeps in his friend's forehead. 

Hanum continued to grimace in pain. The pain in his stomach was more and more often felt, and at that time, fluid came out from between his legs.

"Oh my God, you want to give birth to Num" cried Ajeng who saw the liquid seeping on the dress worn by his friend. "Hurry up and call her husband!" his orders to Disha.

Disha ran towards the pelaminan, until he hit some people who passed him.

"sultan ... The sultan!" call the girl as soon as there is no longer any distance between them.

"What's wrong?" 

The Sultan panicked as soon as he heard Disha shout calling out his name. 

Like the girl was so panicked that it made her forget to pin the word 'Master' or 'Mas' as usual.

"Hanum ...,"

"Yes, what's wrong with my wife?"

"Hanum .. she ...,"

"Why is she, baby?" ask Raka.

"Hanum is about to give birth" said Disha.

"What?"

The line of people gathered there was compactly shouting.

The Sultan immediately ran to the place where he left his wife with his friends.

Adam and Raka looked at each other.

"This is the twists and turns of life, one side there is a couple who want to do a football match, on the other side there are those who want to give birth," Adam said.

Laughter was heard blaringly, Vienna to shed tears because it was so soluble in his laughter.

"We will wait for the next news, who will be the winner. Whether Dion and Vienna are the first goals, or our Big boss's son will be born first" continued Raka.

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The Sultan kept running pushing the bed carrying Hanum's body into the hospital.

For the first time he felt an overwhelming panic, he blabbed incoherently earlier.

Adam and Raka and their respective partners decide to leave Dion's wedding reception to follow him to the hospital.

Ajeng took the initiative to inform the Sultan's family. It just so happened that both of the Sultan's parents had lived for a long time and settled down with him.

The Sultan was more upset when his wife had entered the delivery room. He was about to cry, all along the way he had been trying to avoid looking at Hanum. It was heartless to see his wife continue to moan in pain.

"Where's your wife?" ratih asked as soon as the middle-aged woman arrived at the hospital.

"He's been taken into Mi's delivery room" the Sultan said.

"Gosh, why don't you come inside!" omel Ratih's.

"I'm afraid Mi, I can't bear to see her in pain." with the body shaking violently Sultan replied.

"Ah, this kid! You're her husband so you have to accompany her. He's gonna fight, bet his life to give birth to your son!" ratih said still in a high tone.

"How, did Mami bring a coat?" ask Sultan.

"Outcoat?" Why did Mami bring a coat here? It doesn't rain outside either."

"Hanum needs it, Mi. Then, did Mami also lift the brownie that had been baked Hanum in the oven before we left," raved Sultan.

"What's this kid talking about?" ratih Gumam.

"I'm sorry Auntie, the Sultan seems to be confused" said Adam. "She was shocked by the incident she had just experienced. He was so excited because it was his first experience in his entire life. That's what keeps him babbling is unclear."

"Have he been like this since?" ask Ratih.

"Yes, Aunt. Even worse, he punched Raka and accused her of hurting his wife" added Adam.

Ratih could not hold back his laughter, his shoulders shook to the look of his beloved son's silly behavior.

"God, like this child must be awakened immediately," muttered Ratih.

The woman approached her son, sat crouched and then cupped the Sultan's cheeks together.

"Son," 

"Mi, why didn't Papi and Grandpa come?" sultan Sembur.

"Don't come to your bald spot, do you think I'm a ghost?" maki Burhan who can't stand the behavior of his granddaughter.

"Let's just say he didn't see our presence, Dad," Arya said, chuckling.

"Son, now listen to Mami first! Mami wants to talk," said Ratih filled with gentleness.

"What's wrong?" The sultan returned the gaze of the woman who had given birth to him to the world.

"Dear, Son. Listen, Mommy, your wife is giving birth. Come inside! Accompany him, pity him if he struggles alone. At least you'd love and respect your wife more if you saw her struggle to bring your children into the world."

"Sultan is afraid of Mi" the Sultan's great-grandson.

The people who were there gathered together, surrounding the Sultan and his mother in order to see the absurd behavior of the Sultan.

"What is it that scares you?" Ratih stared fixed bead eyes of his son.

"Sultan is not strong if he sees Hanum in such pain" the Sultan said.

"So?" 

"Mommy's the one who came in!" 

"What's? Jeez this kid why it turned so annoying at this crucial time," complained Ratih. "So you won't come in!"

The sultan nodded slowly.

"Lake in!" the Ratih to the Sultan.

"No!" 

"Mami said enter Sultan!" 

"No way!" The Sultan still insisted on his stance.

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