The Pain of Marrying You

The Pain of Marrying You
Chapter 83.



Kirana put the phone back in her ear.


"Yes, this is Kirana, Mas Hendrik's wife. Sorry is this Mama Mery?" guess Kirana at last.


"Oh, so you guys are living together again?" he sounded cynical.


It turned out that Kirana's guess was right, the person she had always avoided all this time, had now spoken to her even if it was just over the phone.


Hendrik was seen just coming out of the room while carrying a pillow for Kirana, but from the look of his face he was lazy. "Mama?" hendrik whispered almost without a sound.


Kirana nodded her ass at Hendrik's question while thrusting Hendrik's phone with a pouting face.


But instead of continuing that was his call. Hendrik chose to disconnect the call. He seems to know that Kirana also feels uncomfortable with the phone from her mother.


"Why don't you continue the phone?" Kirana furrowed her brows. Kirana thinks their relationship is fine so Bu Mery calls Hendrik.


"No, I just want to make you comfortable. I know you're not comfortable with Mama? So let me call you back later. Besides all this time if Mama calls me, it must be the one that was discussed about Judika. Not asking me for news." Hendrik put his phone back on the floor.


Kirana was feeling very happy now. How not, Hendrik from last night always treated her like a queen. Everything Kirana wanted, Hendrik gave it to her before Kirana said it.


"Mas, can I ask for something not the same as you?" Kirana spoke while leaning her head on Hendrik's shoulder.


Hendrik kissed Kirana's head while stroking her. "Seek me, honey. As long as I can fill it now, I will love you. But if I can't fill it up now, then you have to be patient first" he said, chuckling.


Kirana let out a long sigh, "I only ask if you've improved with Mama and the others, please don't tell them that I've had the effort.


I just don't want them to know, so let them still think of me as the old Kirana. It is Kirana who has nothing." Kirana said.


"Why is that, honey? Doesn't it know that they know better? They'll appreciate you more, right?"


"I don't want them to be nice to me just because I have money. I want them to be pure want to be good and love me," said Kirana while changing her sitting position.


Hendrik would no longer debate Kirana's request. Suddenly he asked for permission to go back.


"Darling, I'm going to the kitchen for a second. You just wait here. I'll bring you a snack" Hendrik said before he walked back.


Kirana's not her name if not curious. But in front of Hendrik he pretended to nod his head.


After he was sure that Hendrik had arrived in the kitchen, Kirana also returned to walk like this morning when he caught Sisil.


"Hello, Ma. What's the matter with the phone?" answer when the phone is connected.


Kirana walked closer, even now she was standing right behind Hendrik who was only a few inches away.


"You why is it so hard for Mama to connect anyway? Mama needs your help, now.


Your sister Judika is sick, so Mama wants you to take care of her until she recovers. As a child and brother you should pay more attention to Mama and Judika! This is busy taking care of your poor wife!


It's free that you won't get anything from him. Most also only children, whose ends of production are increasing. Especially when your job is not so clear.


Different if you want to help Mama ngerawat Judika until healed, Mama will love you paid two million per month. Hows it?


Oh yes one more thing about grandchildren, Mama is not expecting to have grandchildren from him anymore. Because now his wife your brother is also pregnant. And Mama is sure that her son must be much better than the child who will be born with your poor wife." Ms. Mery spoke at length, as if only in the most everything person in the world.


Coincidentally the call was Hendrik's loudspeaker, so Kirana could also hear everything Bu Mery said. Heartache, that's what Kirana is feeling again. But this has been his risk since he chose to give Hendrik a second chance.


"When did you call me to ask me how I was doing? Every Mama phone must be the first sentence that Mama said always so.


It's not my job to take care of Judika? And one more thing, I better take care of Kirana who is clearly my wife who is carrying my flesh and blood.


Although Kirana is poor in treasure, she is not poor in heart. Who knows, Kirana will have a business and success. Please Mama don't hire such people. Especially my wife.


Congratulations to Rita for getting pregnant as well. But you can't compare my son and son Bang Handoko. They have not been born yet Mama has treated unfairly." explained Hendrik at length while holding back his annoyance.


"Don't dream of you, Hen. How can your wife be successful and successful? You guys aren't clear where he lives now? Most will also often move because they are expelled because they cannot pay.


Not that Mama wanted to tell the difference, but yeah how? From the seed alone is different, his wife Handoko a scholar. While your wife only graduated from High School, right? Duh, in terms of education alone is far different, I still do not want to realize myself if compared!" Ms. Mery said very well this time.


"Alright, Ma. If Mama's calling just to get me into an argument, I better hang up. I'm sorry I can't help Mama to take care of Judika until she's healed. Try to hire a special nurse for Judika."


Then the call was cut off. Hendrik took a deep breath to regulate his emotions. But suddenly Kirana patted his shoulder, making Hendrik jumped in shock.


"Honey, you make me shocked," said Hendrik when turning back.


Kirana sat in the chair in the kitchen. "Why do you, your Mama always humbled me? Yes, I know that I'm just a high school graduate, but that doesn't mean that I'm just going to give birth to a bad child, right?" isak Kirana who he could not take anymore.


Hendrik looked at him pityingly, then he sat down on his knees in front of Kirana. "I'm sorry, my mom, honey. Pray that my Mama will soon realize that you are very valuable," comfort Hendrik while rubbing the back of Kirana's hand.