The Love of ROBBKU

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"You're pregnant with a baby?" ask Satria who still can not accept the reality. 

Everyone who was there was only able to shed tears, just now they had the happy news. However, now the sad news they received. These are all games of fate from the Robb to His chosen Servant.

"Sister, I'm pregnant with an only child."

Satria looked into the wife's eyes, looking for lies in there. However, the result is nil. His wife did not lie. 

"Sister, the one we saw yesterday" Mala paused his words while staring at each member of the family and got a nod of the head. 

"It's a fetus and a tumor, I don't want surgery. I want this fetus to grow and develop with a tumor."

Either get angry or laugh. Everyone is careless about Mala's words that are difficult to digest. Unlike Satria who really understand the nature of the wife. 

"not hurt? The tumor's here?" satria asked while stroking the wife's flat stomach. 

"No, yet" Mala explained while grinningly showing her neat rows of teeth. 

"So you're gonna let him live inside?" asked Satria again who got a nod to his wife's head. 

"Then let her live with our fetus."

Everyone was stunned by Satria's statement, they thought that Satria would persuade his wife to want to be operated. However, in fact Satria instead supports the actions of the wife. Azzahra couldn't take it anymore, he spoke up.

"Satria, are you not possessed? Or the effect the drug has had on your mind?"

"Hey, bar-bar lady! Take care of your leave," said Marissa did not accept her son in abased. 

"Patience, Mi. We're in the hospital" Ikbal said of his wife. 

"I'm fine, Umi. Mommy, don't be angry. Return to RSJ again."

Everyone was completely smitten by Satria's attitude and Mala was no exception. He knows very well the nature and character of his summaries. 

"Sister, why?" ask Mala bangtung. 

"Nur, you are lucky to be the daughter of Azizah's mother" Satria said with a smile remembering her brief encounter with her late mother-in-law. 

Suddenly the sound of the phone ringing made all eyes look at Ikbal. 

"I'm sorry, I was out picking up the phone first" she explained as she passed out. Marissa was curious as to who called her husband finally following the man out. 

"What does Brother mean?" mala asked after her two in-laws went out. 

"It's nothing, you are lucky to be born from the womb of a good woman" Satria explained covering up the truth. He wasn't ready to tell me what happened when he fainted.

"Son, how long are you going to be here?" ask Azzahra. 

"Have you forgotten, Zahra? The doctor said that tomorrow they can go home," Udin explained. 

"Yes. , yeah.., you're always right!" reply Azzahra while turning lazy ball. He actually knew, but only wanted to distract Mala and Satria to see his whereabouts.

"Father is the same Umi fits," Mala said, making the two men stare intently at her. 

"No. . ,no. ," Azzahra replied strongly rejecting the opinion. 

"Who would want a widow like you?" udin sewot.

"Be careful sir, speech is prayer" Satria said, blinking one eyeball teasingly.

Like that they are, mocking each other and throwing jokes. Life is not always smooth like a highway. Even the toll road has turns and climbs. We can only try and pray if in the test, sincere and ihtiar are our closest friends in passing the test after the test that will always come and go. From day to night, and from sad to happy. Learn from the room and be good for tomorrow. 

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After exiting Satria and Maka's room, Ikbal picked up his phone. On the phone screen was the name of Mr. Rudy, his late-in-law's assistant trust during his life, and now serves as his second representative after himself. All the things almost done by the man, except handle an important thing then Ikbal. The rest of the men are responsible.

"Hello, what's wrong, sir?" ask Ikbal after the connection is connected. 

"Hello Mr. Ikbal, I'm sorry. Can you go back to America?" her nervous tanya sounded clear from her heavy tone of voice. 

"What's wrong, sir?" Ikbal asked curiously, because it was not usually the man he was now. Because Ikbal already understood the performance of the man who totality.

"There's a problem with the company sir, someone's name-switching to someone. You come back, we finish it together."

Ikbal clenched his teeth holding back the anger, who dared to take over the company that had been hard-pressed Almarum mertunya struggle during this time. 

"Okay, I'm leaving!" obviously Ikbal hung up on him. When he was about to turn around, Ikbal was startled by his wife who stuck her nose as if suspicious. 

"Who's calling, Papi?" tanyakanya. 

"Sir Rudy, he asked Papi to return to America. There's a bit of a problem" explains Ikbal who doesn't want his wife to think about the problem she's facing. 

"Mommy's coming," asked Marissa. She did not want to be far away from her husband, they had been separated long enough due to the disease she suffered. Now Marisa wants to always be with the man who has sacrificed so much for her. 

"Where is Satria?" ask Ikbal bangtung. The company is important, but the situation of the Son is also no less important. 

"We're looking for Mala's parents to take care of Satria" Marissa explained. Ikbal smiled wryly at the statement of his wife, supposedly those who look after Mala. Mala was the wife of Satria, who was responsible for their responsibilities. While Satria is the head of the family, it is strange to leave Satria to the Mala family. 

"The world is turned upside down?" inner Ikbal. 

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