The Wives Injured

the storm continues

Alea was in a hospital bed. He was still clearly staring at the screen of the phone tablet that was on. Still connected to various videos sent Erik.

So when tired of deep wounds, he got off the hospital bed, just fresh mind with a pole support and infusion hose attached, Alea slowly walked the way.

"Mas, I'm not sure it's your soul ashes. I have a certain inner right. You still have the mas." still staring at the wedding picture frame, and one more hand closing the monitor.

Alea did not expect, if the husband's funeral in the title open. Up to where he leans and tries to find all the best friends he frequents together.

'Mas, what should I do. Without you I'm confused to leave. Why is it like this?' inmost.

Alea tried to pull out the infusion hose, she walked out trying to breathe air. With a faint standing and a little dizzy. It makes him have to walk slowly and lean on the wall of the white wall.

Alea closed back the patient's outpatient room door, faintly trying to walk a little vigorously. To get him to a garden alley not far from Bougenville's room. But as he was almost there, he stared at the purple flowers. Clearly, the smiling woman approached him with a very happy look.

"So, the wife of a well-known businessman in this hospital as well. Heeeumph, casian. By the way, I am so sorry Alea. This is very happy news for me Hahahaha .. Eehmp uuup ...!! sorry bad news."

Alea held back the emotions, she had an expert gaze at the sky and a beautiful flower. For him to waste time if he has to serve Irene.

"Where are you going to escape from the bitter reality of life. Hahaaaa?" irene's smile of laughter flicked, as Alea moved away.

Irene purposely laughed at Alea. Initially he wanted to check the condition of Haris which was indeed in outpatient at the pelita blooming hospital, due to a mild motor accident. But it was unexpected to meet Alea was a very pleasant thing for him. Trying to make fun of Alea, but Alea seemed to want to avoid him.

"It looks like this businessman's wife is not too sad. Let me see the look on Lo Al's face?" surrounded Alea's body and made troublemakers.

Irene shouted, to where the gazes of some people were walking. Passing through Alea's pale gaze came to a slight halt and whispered.

So the gazes of others whispered about her, if Alea was a wife who was behind the tragedy.

"Well, I don't believe it. Beautiful, but could be his wife?" Yes yes!! Oh poor kasian nian fate men have wives do not know themselves!! Yes well. Grumbling many people.

Alea sighed, the tears were already too dry for her to cry. Just a clenched hand action of annoyance at Irene.

Alea sat down. He endured the pain cramps in his stomach increasingly very tight and hardened pain. Until the muscles like to spread like they want to escape.

"Aaaaaakhs. Tolooong!" his yell.

"Well, the most alibi. Hi mom, dad. You know me, right? Famous artist. Look, this woman is just acting. The drama is very certain, rich life is full of drama. Surely he boong tuh megang stomach reasoned pain .. " Irene had a slanted smile, trying to make everyone believe her.

Making fun of her getting happier, Alea who screamed in pain but no one helped and just took pictures of her entering, recording to a social media.

"Aargh. Toloooong!!" yelled back Alea sat down enduring the pain.

Up to where, Sinta who ran far saw the crowd. He was so shocked to look around, and looked at Irene the woman he hated was making fun of his best friend.

Bruugh!! sinta's action pushed Irene, making the cold hot Alea wail to her aid at that moment.

"Sin, Help Me. "greptly Alea squeezed in pain.

Tbc.