THE RING LEFT BEHIND

CHAPTER 72 Alhan's Efforts

Wafa rubbed his tears violently. Stupidly it felt like those tears escaped just out of jealousy. Wafa turned off his laptop, tidying up files that had been delayed. Conditions like this he can not concentrate, ambyar all just because of a misunderstanding.

"I'm glad to see that I blocked the number and I even deleted it. Please don't be like this. I admit I was wrong please forgive me." Alhan showed his phone towards Wafa. Wafa did not care, he left the room rushed home. For him the problems faced are so complicated, I don't know lately his heart is very difficult to reconcile with misunderstandings. To her what she saw was something fatal leaving her heart injured. Her husband was in the treatment room just three of them like a happy little family.

He realized that all this time the pregnancy had not been on his side, it was natural that Alhan was very longing and wanted the presence of a child. While she did not yet contain the fruit of her love. Wafa continued to wipe away the melted tears without compromise. Hate so much that he hates why his tears just escaped. Of course this is very contrary to his personality that is forgiving, tough and calm in dealing with problems.

Dreet...

Dreet...

The sound of the cell phone from Mila made her stunned. He sighed softly, setting it up so that it didn't sound like someone who was just crying.

"Yes Mil?"

"Fa are you okay?"

"Yes I'm good, Mil. What's up?" her lie.

"Fa patient named bu Nurmala wants to see you."

Wafa budging. Why would Nurmala look for him?

"Tell him I'm busy. If his condition improves, he is allowed to go home. Miles....Doctor Rasya has arrived?"

"It looks like Rasya's doctor didn't come today, because there's no schedule." Clearly Mila. There was a look of disappointment after hearing her foster brother had not come today. I don't know Wafa feels very anxious to share about the problem, the solution that Rasya gives is always appropriate so that when confiding in him there is nothing in vain.

"Yes already. Mil if anyone asks me just say I'm busy. I don't want to be disturbed by anyone."

"Ready. Okay my midwife is my idol. Whatever your busyness may be given ease and smooth everything." Across the street, Mila laughed.

While Wafa continued his steps towards a stall that serves hens. He bought it 1 portion.

"Just a serving of midwives?"

"It's just one serving." Wafa smiled. She was really upset with her husband.

"Leave it if the husband wants to buy it himself." He murmured inwardly, while smiling obliquely. His heart is still broken.

Arriving at home she did not think that her husband had arrived first. Her husband was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching television.

"Alhamdulillah De you have come. Did you bring anything for lunch today?" Wafa was silent. Alhan noticed the tentengan Wafa brought that was placed on the dining table. Alhan's stomach is struggling to be given energy rations this afternoon.

"What did you buy, baby?" Alhan was about to open the food that was still wrapped in white plastic. While Wafa takes the rice from the magic com, which is not far from the dining table. After taking a plate of rice, he rushed to the table.

"Eit don't touch that food. It's good to stay eating. If you want to buy it yourself, there" Sargah Wafa fiercely. Alhan was surprised that his wife could be fierce as well. He could only look at his wife who was eating alone without inviting him to eat. Many times Alhan swallowed saliva seeing the mouthfuls of mouthfuls go into his wife's mouth, emmmh must be delicious. As soon as it trembled in the mouth, Let alone looking at the sweat that landed on Wafa's forehead. The chicken he ate was very seductive. Alhan sighed deeply, long waiting for his stomach to feel hungry but his wife was unwilling to share.

Alhan got up from where he was sitting, he opened the refrigerator. Take one egg, chives, red pepper, cayenne, tomatoes. He's thinly irised. Mix it into one, whipped until well mixed. Then he poured into a skillet filled with cooking oil.tarrra be egg omelet topping tomatoes .

The next stage Alhan prepared the fried rice seasoning. He wanted to eat fried rice. A plate of fried rice is very appetizing served on a plate of pepper.

The fragrance of fried rice made by Alhan is very tempting Wafa to taste it. She looked at her husband's menu with a sad face. Alhan was sitting right in front of Wafa. Realizing that his activities continued to be seen by his wife, Alhan stopped his third bribe. Tl

"Why, will you?" Alhan did not have the heart even though his wife had just finished a plate of gerprek chicken rice like he was still hungry.

"Can you?" Said doubtful. Alhan smiled.

"Bby dong. We don't get to stingy the deck. Here's the bribe." Alhan's words slightly nudged his wife not to be stingy with her husband. Alhan fed his wife with love and affection as if no burden enveloped their souls. Without feeling their food the toilet is unceremonious.

" Thank God my wife had a lot of lunch. Let me wash the dishes. Just rest you must be tired all day dealing with childbirth patients."

"Emmm well thank you. But remember I can't forgive what happened this morning." Wafa moved from his seat to the top floor.

"O Allah de, have I fulfilled the time I am still not forgiven?"

Alhan followed his wife up the stairs. Because of the rush Wafa's leg sprain almost fell if Alhan did not catch him.

"God, De's lucky." Alhan immediately carried his wife.

"Down the mas."

"Engga. You will fall again."

"Down mas."

"Engga. Shut up. De.. Your body's pretty heavy."

"Ooh....So you think I'm fat? Put me down now!"

"Engga. Quiet De!"

"Or don't you want to smash me, because you're upset."

"Duh De you suuzhon continued. Where can I slam you. You are special in my heart."

"Lied."

"Really."

"What's the evidence?"

"Oooh so my wife wants proof?"

"Women need proof not promises."

"I'll prove it this afternoon." Lying his wife to a king-size bed.

"Now open!" Alhan's word is serious. He approached the door to lock it.

"Open, open what? Don't fuck around you, it's still noon. I don't want to... " Wafa immediately tried to escape.

"Where are you going?" Alhan pursuit.

"I don't want to."

"Refusing the desires of the sinful husband. Let's open!"

"Open the door, where's the key, I'll just go down. Auw...."The left leg of Wafa was painful. Alhan pushed his wife to the sofa. Wafa sat down while enduring the pain while Alhan massaged the sprained soles of his feet.

"Well.ahoo....." Shouted Wafa felt very sick, but after that the pain disappeared.

"Where is it still sick." Alhan asked softly. Wafa moved his legs.

"Thank God it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Why run away anyway?"

"So you make me take off all clothes as if I wanted to be used by my own husband." Wafa is still upset. Alham laughed crisply.

" Where is the husband perkaos wife. Who told you to undress?"

"But make me tell you to open. Open what try if not undress?"

Alhan laughed again. Alhan bobbing head. He could not believe his wife's thoughts were pointing in that direction.