The Love of ROBBKU

Help From Brother

A few months later. 

Saints often come to visit Mala and also invite Light to play together. As it was accustomed to the coming of the Saints, the toddler would cry if he was to be left by the Saints.

Satria tried to do her best, but she was just an ordinary Human with limitations. Moreover, he had to run the company alone. 

After the departure of his parents, Satria changed his attitude to cool everyone. No exception for the wife. 

However, for Mala it was a natural thing. Because her husband suffered a severe disaster. Just like him, but he was determined to be strong and strong. Even though his heart was tired of the trials that came to change. 

Because their current situation is plagued by poor faith. However, they still carry out their respective roles as best as possible. 

There is no point in complaining because it will not solve the problem. Made Mala and Satria like different people. 

Just like this time, they had dinner together in silence. Although there are still rants from the Light that accompany to dinner that is usually full of color. Now it feels bland and gray.

After dinner they resume activities to sleep. No more jokes and laughter. Everything was quiet, but when Mala put her daughter to sleep. The woman asked her husband to speak from heart to heart. 

"Sister, don't sleep yet. I want to talk for a minute" asked Mala who stopped her husband's activities that had pulled the blanket.

With a sour face and impressed forced. Satria obeyed his wife's wishes. Now they sit on the sofa that is available in their room. Sitting across from each other like two strangers. 

"What do you want to say, Nur?" satria asked with an unsightly look on her face. 

After the sar team found the bodies of his parents, Satria's life seemed to be turned upside down. Not excited and easily angry. All caused by feeling tired. Tired of work, tired of taking care of children and wives. Tired of this and that. He became cold and tempramental. 

"I want to propose Suci to be my madam" Mala explained with serious eyes.

Reluctantly Satria was only able to throw a long breath after hearing the words of the wife. While staring at the ceiling of the room he did not know what else to do. They've discussed this before. However, there is no certainty that explains this problem until it dissolves and drifts away.

"Sister" called Mala when there was no response from her husband. 

"As far as you are, Nur! I'm tired, you know it wasn't a few months ago that I had to take care of our company and our self-service that has now become the Mall."

Finally Satria expressed her feelings. After running the Cahaya Permata company, Satria also had to run the Mall which was once just an ordinary supermarket. Because of the huge injection of funds from Mr. Marcel.

Satria had tried to refuse the man's request. However, Mr. Marcel still sends an injection of funds and enlarge Satria's business to become a big Mall like now in a matter of months. 

The heavy burden plus the calamity that occurred, made Satria really want to end her life. If only he could not remember Robb? Maybe now he just has a name. 

"Therefore, Brother. I want the Saints to help you. Despite being honey to me, especially the promise I made first."

Mala set her breath, before continuing her speech to be calmer.

"Sister, Mr. Rudy also agrees if you become her husband Holy. You need a great woman behind you. Because behind a successful man there is a great woman behind him."

Satria smiled cynically at his wife's statement, which was as if they were using Saints to serve as the foundation for the problems they were facing. Although Satria felt tired of the work he had to live. But he can still think logically, by not wanting to burden many people about the problems they have to face.

"Nur, what do you really want to make Saints? Honey? A fella? The babysitter? Or ...," Satria hangs up her words. He didn't want to provoke his wife's explosive anger. 

"Or what?" ask Mala curiously. 

Mala's forehead shriveled, she thought what the husband's words meant. Until she understood the purpose of her husband. 

"Ware problem? That's what you have to give, brother. I don't want to dispute that. I just want to live this household shoulder to shoulder. Remember, brother, we're partners."

Satria was stunned for a moment after hearing the words of his wife. In his heart he wondered.

"Is there no jealousy in his heart" Satria's mind. 

When in the household there is no feeling of mutual jealousy. That can be questioned, because jealousy is the sweetest spice in a household. If, there is no jealousy. So a relationship feels empty, even impressed no longer tasty to live. 

"What's up, brother?" mala asked innocently making her husband grimace. 

"Are you sure?" satria asked to make sure that his wife was no longer joking.

"God willing, I just want to carry out the prayer of God. Promise is a debt, I also do not want later if in the final jaumul demanded by the Holy for not paying the votive that I have said," Mala explained steadily. 

"But, Nur. I am the one who hesitates," said Satria while bowing her head.

Mala immediately approached her husband and hugged the man while rubbing the husband's bronze plate. 

The way Mala often does if her husband is in a state of distress, while continuing to think that the devil does not possess them. Because Mala's trauma will be the release of remembrance and peace that made him lose control of himself.

"Sister, not a teenager anymore. So, no need to be nervous or nervous about the first night," explained Mala giggly teasing the husband made the man arrange his collar sharply.

"You don't just talk, Nur!" said Satria who felt uncomfortable with his wife's attitude like that. 

"We can't forgive that! Look now, we have Cha-Cha. Anyway, sooner or later. If, Brother had married Saints. His lawful brother gives a living."

Satria was increasingly afraid to marry Saints. Seen from the look of his face that looks tense makes the wife laugh crisply. 

"Hahaha. We have considered the Saints to be brothers for a long time. So don't think of the Saints who are now as other people" Mala explained who knew her husband's feelings.

"What Brother, remember? When we get married first? Brother hasn't touched me in a long time either" Mala added. 

Satria's mind goes back to the time they were married, which was full of drama and exams. It was not easy for them to pass the test after test that came along endlessly until this point. Satria gasped at her promise to keep the Saints, when the woman first came to ask him for a job.

The promise that Satria had made to Mr. Udin the in-law, before they knew who the real Saints were.

"I can't dodge it anymore," Inner Satria. 

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