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Please Marry My Wife

19.

For the second time Rio set foot into Yudha's house, after two years ago the two men had time to sit down, talking about the problems surrounding work.

At that time, Yudha once used his services to build a rental house located in the suburbs.

Profession as a contractor service, making it have a fairly wide network. And he did not think at all that Yudha was one of his clients. Based on the man's confession, Yudha learned his personal contact number from friend to friend.

Two men who have loved the same woman. Their meeting was really annoying as well as fun.

Earlier Rio thought, Yudha is the shadow of a worst man. How much he wasted a weak woman like Rahma.

But it turns out the assumption was wrong, after further study, one of the main factors they separated was due to the immunity of her in-laws' brain that was too imposing a will. It was Nely's mother who forced him, thrusting her daughter to marry for a reason that was actually quite strange to hear in his ears. They knew that Yudha was married.

“Who, Ma'am?” ask Vita when Ratih tells him that there are guests coming.

“The name is Mr. Rio Permadi, want to meet with Mr. Yudha he said,” replied the woman aged not far from him. 

“But the papa is children, not yet home.”

“You'd better meet first. I have also said it like that, but he still kekeh waiting.”

“Ya, already. I'll drop the kids off for a minute, yeah.”

Ratih. The woman sat down to join the three children who were playing while learning to scribble the board.

Meanwhile, Vita walks into the living room to meet Rio. A considerable distance between the previous place to the living room makes his breath short and looks tired.

“Good afternoon, ma'am ..” greet Rio as soon as he sees Vita approaching him.

“Good afternoon too, Mr. Rio ..” reply Vita clenched his hand. Then sitting in front of him prepared to listen to Rio who was about to convey an interest.

‘What a pity this man has. His face is pale, emaciated and looks very apprehensive. Is the pain so bad?’ his mind feels so pity. ‘Why was he allowed to come here by himself? Not usually also Rio kekeh once wanted to meet Mas Yudha.’

Although Vita knew they were friends, but she thought they were never close. Ah, Vita suddenly imagined various possibilities.

“Sorry in advance because I interrupted your time. But let me meet with Mr. Yudha. I have a little interest with him.”

Vita nodded, “But he hasn't come home yet, does Mr Rio want to wait?”

“It's okay, let me wait here,” he continued insisting. “Typically what time does he come home, Ms Vita?” he asked in a soft and weak voice.

Vita looking at the wall clock. “Usually this hour he has reached home, but may be stuck in traffic, so it's a little late. Biasalah, not Jakarta name if not jammed,” he was responded by Rio with a nod of the head.

In the next second, Vita got out of the seat, intending to pick up the phone, “In a moment, yes. I tried to contact him already where.”

“Please, Mom,” replied Rio friendly.

Actually, Vita would love to ask more for what he came and with whom he could get to this place—but after a second thought, it was less polite to ask such a thing. Though it has been explained that Rio only has an interest in her husband.

‘How are you doing with their household? What this man knows is that his wife, Rahma ...’ in Vita's mind flashed a shadow of Rahma at the Hotel yesterday along with a man she knew was a colleague of her own husband.

‘The last time I heard, Rio was admitted to the same hospital as me, when I was bleeding. But aren't they still husband and wife? Then why has Rahma been walking with just any man?’

Vita had thought, what was Rahma's intention yesterday when she knocked on her door because she wanted to ask for help? Yeah, like that?

Vita took the phone from where she had previously sat.

“Yes Allah, Ma'am.. if you want to take anything just call me, so I don't need to go back and forth. Horrified I saw it,” dumel Ratih saw his master wara-wiri to the back.

“It's okay, Ma'am. I also want a phone here.”

Vita finds Yudha's cell phone contact and asks her to come home soon because a guest is waiting for her at home.

“Iya in a moment, dear..” replied Yudha from across. “This has arrived at the corner near the complex gate. Who's up?”

“Her husband Rahma.”

“What's the matter?”

“Meat him quickly until. He just wants to talk to you.” Vita closes the call, he tells Mbak Ratih to bring a drink for his guest. Five minutes later, her husband's car horn stopped in front of the house.

“Alhamdulillah...until,” Yudha muttered when the car stopped. The man went down while grimacing and wagging his butt that felt sore because it had been sitting too long. And it did not escape the supervision of his wife who was welcoming him in front of the house.

“Give me my ass, Moy. Two hours stagnated in Soedirman.” The man complained about the traffic jam in the city center.

“Tangsel.”

“Much a.”

“Iya, passable.” Yudha stretched out her hand which was received by her wife, and the two entered the house. “Assalamualaikum..”.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Rio replied when Yudha came in and went straight to see him.

“Waalaikumsalam, Sir..” Yudha sat down in front of the man and invited his wife to come in. But just as Vita entered the living room, the woman immediately sent a message.

Okay, I'm in. But don't play secrets, then yes. Watch, you know. I don't like it.

Aisha: Y.

“Yes, briefly very reply.”

It is natural that the woman is worried, because she knows exactly, her husband is a person who is unbearable and easily touched. He was worried that Yudha would be weird if faced with an urgent choice.

“Begini, sir..” Rio said after they made a little pleasantry.

“Iya, just go.” Yudha.

“Before I apologize, even though there may still be many places that I can visit. But... somehow my leg delivered it to this place,” said Rio paused for a moment, “given my current condition that is sick, so I am in desperate need of help.”

“Help in the form of ..?”

Rio looked up at the man in front of him after he sighed. “Currently, I am in severe pain .. so I cannot do my duties and responsibilities as a father and husband well.”

Yudha was speechless, as she listened and waited for Rio to continue speaking.

“Therefore, I want to leave a will. If I die later, would Pak Yudha marry Rahma again and love my children?”

The deg!

Both of Yudha's eyes were wide. Likewise with Vita who heard from inside there until her stomach suddenly felt tight or mild contractions. The woman was about to run over, but was prevented by Umi Ros from staying calm there and listening to it until it was over.

“Patience, Child... Umi knows how you feel, but interrupting isn't good either. Istighfar..take a deep breath and let it out slowly so it is calmer.”.

Back to those in front.

“I know you are a good person. Your divorce was not just because of Rahma, but because of your mother-in-law. But doesn't he no longer exist? So no one can stand in your way anymore.”.

Yudha smiled she understood for sure this man was depressed with his condition and felt smaller, “Do not precede the destiny of God, Mr. Rio. I'm sure you'll be cured. Maybe, you talk like this because you love them so much. But this is not the way, sir. If you really love them, you should fight even harder to recover.”

“It feels impossible,” replied Rio like a person who is almost desperate. He has already troubled too many people. Where else could he get the cost for his recovery?

Ask Rahma to sell her house?

Where will his wife and children live?

“Why is it impossible?” asked Yudha looking at the face of the man in front of her with great pity.

Rio did not reply, the man instead shifted the matter, “Please consider my request earlier, sir. Only Mr. Yudha can I believe that they will be well guarded. I'm afraid Rahma fell into the arms of the wrong person. Poor thing, she's actually a good woman too, it's just, she still needs to be guided.”

Yudha smiled. “Sorry before, Mr. Rio. I have hurt my wife and my first child. So I can't repeat it. Especially now, it will not be just the first child I hurt if I remarry—but there are second, third, and fourth children. So this request I reject firmly,” he replied making the look of the face staring expectantly it becomes disappointed.

“If you ask me for help, I will help you, but not to marry your wife. Instead of helping to finance the treatment of Mr. Yudha” tried to give you another option, “how about that?”

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