The Mom For ARCHIE

Angry outbursts

The atmosphere of the luxurious room was silent, no one spoke a single sound. Both Risha and Shean, they focus on their respective minds. Shean sat leaning on the head of the bed, bent one leg and held his head with one arm resting on his knees.

While Risha, the woman sleeps behind her against the window of the room. His eyes stared out the window, looking at the sky that looked cloudy, Like his current mood. But not the sky in view, his mind looked far away about the problem that never had a way out.

One blink of an eye that was long enough, his tears immediately spilled wet the white cloth covered that became the base of his head. Risha further tightened the stranglehold of the blanket that covered her body to the chest, in order to hold her stuffing again.

Shean opened his closed eyes at the thought of the debate that took place a few minutes ago. Risha is determined to advance a divorce that is only a few months away, while she is very much in a dilemma. It turned out that everything was not as beautiful as expected. On one side was Elma, the woman she loved so much and her birth mother Archie. But on the other hand, there is Risha, the woman he married because Archie is dependent on her. And now, even as he said he still loved Elma, his little heart refused, it was warm when one new name he mentioned. The woman who now completes her life is also Archie.

Should the Farewell indeed occur, while his heart now resists outright. The charm of Arisha, apparently has gone too deep without him knowing.

Shean glanced at the woman who was behind him. He knew if his wife wasn't sleeping. From the small movements that Risha made and the sound of a little sobbing began to be heard being kicked in her ear. His heart was torn to shreds, seeing the woman crying for him.

Slowly, Shean approached his wife. Hugging the woman from behind, Hiding her face on Risha's nape. Risha who was very tired did not refuse a little, whatever Shean did, he seemed to be numb. Her tears are getting more and more dripping.

"Don't cry, honey..." Shean whispered in a whisper. His hands were increasingly pulling the slender waist closer to his clenches.

In the next second, Shean flipped his female body facing towards her. He could see, a puffy face and tears that were still dripping. Eyes that are closed, as if it has been unable to open the horn for too long crying.

His hand outstretched rubbing the clear water melt that came out in the corner of the eyes of the Woman in front of him. "Darling..." Call Shean slowly with all his body soul.

Risha opened her eyes which felt heavy. The first sight he saw was the face of the man he loved.

Risha took her breath slowly, holding her sob. "don't, torture me for too long, Shean. I'm not strong." Lirih Risha accompanied by her sobs.

Shean pulls Risha's back closer and locks her legs. "fr.. I'm..."

"Do you love me?"

Shean's words were cut off, The man immediately lowered his head. Risha's question left her confused, having to answer what. While his feelings are still worried.

"Why are you silent?" Risha smiled cynically. A silly question he thinks, Shean certainly did not answer. Because he knows who the owner of Shean's heart is.

"Take me off, Shean. Then you can go back to her." Lirih Rishah. Not only was his heart in pain, but his body was already weakly tired to accommodate the invisible wounds Shean had inflicted on him.

Shean rubbed the remaining tears on Risha's cheeks and then kissed her forehead, saying "you're tired, rest now. Sleep away..." He said, then fixed his Blanket and held Risha in his arms. Again, Risha had to swallow a sense of disappointment.

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Unlike most couples, Risha and Shean now seem silent. Since the debate that took place a few days ago. Shean is now very talkative, unlike always this and that. While Risha, the woman locked herself in the room. Just as necessary to get out of the room, and take care of his little son. All the activities that he usually went through with enthusiasm, now as if his spirit had disappeared somewhere. The present Risha is no longer the old risha.

As of now, he was sitting on the bed. Turn on the tv with your favorite broadcast, but unfortunately the focus is not on the tv show. All the shows look unattractive in his eyes.

"Huufft..." The sound of his heavy breathing. In a fit of annoyance, Risha throws Remot control on the floor hard. So the remote broke apart. It was as a form of impingement of his anger that had suddenly risen.

Another place, not just a messed up risha, Shean was the same. Dikantor, the guy's always messing around. Small problems are always brought up, Just a few mistakes, then their work is at stake.

A handsome man entered a ward while carrying a bouquet of flowers and fruit one basket of parcels.

Chequelek

The door of the room opened with great difficulty. The owner of the room turned to the source of the sound.

"Jaxton." Elma narrowed her eyes, confirming her vision upon seeing who was visiting her.

"Hey.." Sapa Jaxton smiled grinningly, while walking towards the patient's bed.

Andrew who was sitting in the chair beside the bed immediately stood to see who was coming. Andrew also looked curiously at the figure of a man who came.

"Sorry, you can come" said Jaxton, then handed him a bouquet of flowers and a basket of fruit.

"It's okay, Jax. You shouldn't have bothered." Elma answered, The woman felt bad because Jaxton brought the fruits of all hands.

"Ah, don't bother" she said, then turned to look at the man standing in front of her. "Hi, man... Jaxton, friends know Elma." Jaxton extended his right hand, and Andrew gladly accepted.

"Andrew, Elma's best friend. It's nice to meet you." Andrew Sahut. Then the hands of both were released.

"When did you get here?" Ask Elma.

"Just this morning, I stopped by right away. Actually it's been two days ago, but it turns out work'an can't be delayed." Jaxton.

Andrew only watched the Women and Men in front of him who seemed familiar. Who the man really is, why Elma can know him that the bahkab is so close. Males listens to remarks he does not understand the plot, and Andrew finally chooses out of the treatment room Elma.

The man went out to the hospital cafeteria, ordered a serving of fried rice and orange juice. Since taking care of Elma in the hospital, it's been irregular eating. Elma always told him to eat, but he was very heavy to leave the woman.

Andrew turned to head for the table. But suddenly his body almost staggered backward, because he was able to master his balance. Reflex, his hand immediately pulled the Waist of a girl who had almost fallen because of hitting him.

Andrew looked at the face of the girl he held onto. Simultaneously, the girl's eyelids opened displaying green eyeballs. For a second, their eyes met each other. Making a new strange beat the first time, they felt.

Andrew pulled the tip of his lips, admiring God's creation that so spoiled the eyes. "Beautiful" Gumannya slow.

The girl realized from what they were doing, then quickly she immediately stood up releasing the hand that was coiled around her waist. "I'm sorry, sir. I accidentally hit you.." He said in both hands, The intonation is very polite and friendly.

"No. I was wrong too. How about, as a form of meeting us today, you're willing to have lunch with me.." Andrew smiled smirk. Golden opportunity.

The girl frowned. "we?" He murmured in his heart. He felt careless with such a pretentious man. But out of respect for the man, he was willing. He also happens to be not busy.

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