When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for 82

Well, how's this? Why use falling everything tompel, if found out can apes me.

"Rara, are you okay?" tanya Rahman tried to help me.

I took the tompel just put it on my cheek, then got up to pick up the fallen doll.

"I'm sorry, sir! Toys for your daughter fall," I said grievingly and picked up the doll.

"It's okay, Come on!" Mas Rahman took me to the children's clothing store and I followed him, behind Rahman I fixed the tompel so that he did not suspect that this fake tompel had moved.

"Please pick a dress for my daughter!" Said rahman.

I walked around the clothes with Rania, my eyes were stunned to see the flower clothes there was a ribbon behind if wearing this shirt she must be like princes.

I took some dress styles for the princess and showed them to Rahman.

"How is this good, sir?" ask me to show you clothes for my daughter Rania.

"Kok you know the size of my daughter when don't you see what she looks like? Even my father doesn't know what size my daughter is wearing,"

Rahman's words made me speechless, he was right I was disguised as Rara instead of Ratih.

"Mom.kan like that sir, we women certainly know more about children," I said berkilah.

"Do you suspect me?" ask me to floss.

Mas Rahman frowned"Suspicious, are you hiding something from me?"

He turned back to ask, I am dead! Why should I ask like that. What should I answer, why is this heart getting dag Dig dug.

"Here, don't be so tense! Let me pay for it." Said Rahman taking the clothes and walking to the cashier.

I just quietly walked outside the store waiting for him there, there was nothing I could do until Rahman came along.

"Why wait here?" I turned to the origin of the voice turned out that Mas Rahman had finished paying for his groceries.

"It's okay, sir. Are we going home now?" my many.

"Yes, Come!"

We walked down to the escalator but Rahman stopped when he saw the jewelry store, he wanted to buy it.

"Cock stop, sir?" my many.

"Ah, no! You go down first, I need a minute" said Mas Rahman.

"Ah, fine sir!" Where is he going, does he want to go to the diamond shop but where is it possible that Rahman has money from where. Rahman is not working.

I went down alone with a few paper bags, I walked out waiting for the taxi to come but my tongue was eager to eat ice cream that I often do if the road together with Rahman mas.

"Sir, the ice cream is one?" I said I ordered one of my favorite strawberry flavored ice cream.

"This is the money, sir!" I said after my message was given.

I ate ice cream, the strawberry taste was so pronounced and the ice cream was so soft it made me want to eat the ice cream in this little bowl.

"It turns out you're here, searchable everywhere isn't there?"

"Sorry sir, I want to eat ice cream, I want ice cream" asked me to eat ice cream with greed

"No, the way you eat your ice cream is very similar to someone!"

"Who?"

"Right train..."

Uhuuk... Uhuuk...

I coughed when my own name was mentioned, I put down the finished ice cream bowl and stood staring at Mas Rahman.

"Ratih, I mean your father's wife!" my many.

"Yes, he loves ice cream. The way it's eaten is very similar to yours,"

Mas Rahman recalled the time we ate ice cream together, but when I was with him he couldn't even recognize his wife.

"Come, have you finished eating ice cream!" ask Rahman again.

I just nodded then took the groceries so full in my hand. We walked to the taxi and went home.

Shortly after, we got home and brought groceries to the kitchen to be arranged in the refrigerator. Rahman went into his room.

Finished arranging all the shopping in the refrigerator, I walked to the room for a break. The food was still there and I'd warm it up for dinner.

*** ***

The twilight sky began to appear reddened, the birds began to return to their nests so that not the people who had been working outside now returned to their homes.

I prepared dinner for Rahman mas, for now I do not know how the condition of Rahman mas, whether he is cured or still have to check up every week.

"Sir, is the food ready?" I said.

"Yes, I'll be eating soon!" Said rahman.

I went back to my room to contact Anggara if I took a month off because I couldn't possibly bring Rahman home in a week.

Drrt...Drrt...

The sound of Anggara's phone vibrating but not lifted, I contacted him again until the third time just connected.

"Cash, Anggara!"

""^-^"

"I want a one-month leave?"

""^-^,"

"Then thank you for giving me permission" I said thanks to Anggara.

I lay this body on the bed, though it was not soft, but it was enough to put people to sleep.

The Anggara family residence

Anggara put his cell phone back on the nightstand, he walked towards the balcony of his room. His heart and mind glared at Stefani who had gone to London, he did not know when Stefani came home.

He felt guilty for being rude to Stefani the other day and now he misses the girl, but whatever the power. Can only miss without being able to grasp.

The further away he is from Stefani, the more the shadow haunts him. The feeling that was once ignored now grows into love.

"When you will return" Anggara murmured looking at the moon shining brightly in the dark sky. Tired of staring at the starless sky, Anggara reentered his room and laid his body on his size-sized bed and turned off the sleeping lights.

*** ***

Days have changed, Silvi and Ms. Romlah are sitting while holding rania who today is 2 years old.

"Mom, I'm not training to go home! Today is Rania's birthday" Silvi said using her mother's cake.

"Yes, did your sister forget that it was Rania's birthday but how your sister came home, she was undercover," said Ms. Romlah stroking the top of her granddaughter's head.

While Rania coolly plays with toys in her hands, she occasionally babbles calling her mother.

"Then, how should we?" silvi asked confusedly.

"Mom don't know, we should just call your sister," said Ms. Romlah took a cell phone and contacted Ratih to ask about Rania's birthday.

The number you are going to is out of range, try a few more moments

The voice of the operator who spoke made Ms. Romlah put her phone back.

"Not adopted by your brother!"

"Yes, that's it!" Silvi.

Ms. Romlah again enjoyed her cup of tea, she hoped that Rahman would be aware of her actions even what she did was wrong.

Ting.tong....

The sound of a bell ringing made Miss Romlah grumble.

"Who's in the morning!" Said Romlah walking to open the door.

Czech....

"Rahmannn"