Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 107 The Examination of Home Life

"Earth sister hasn't woken up yet, has she?" Ask Sky. The Earth is four months old, the 12-year-old sky was two weeks ago.

"Yes, still bobo" I replied as I sorted through the clothes to be washed.

"Same yangti cook what today?" Ask Sky turned to his two grandmothers who were busy in the kitchen.

"Caribbean vegetable cooking, corn omelette, pepes tofu same as shrimp peyek" answered my mother.

"Wake first, Le. Abis is wearing his uniform. Don't let it be like yesterday, your father frowned because he was ready while you were still busy arranging books. Lay out the book that night, out of studying" Bune's nag.

"Yes, Uti" Sky replied with a wry smile.

"Hahaha, early in the morning has been scorned" ledekku, as the sky to the bathroom next to the laundry room. The sky just popped his tongue in response to my teasing.

Oooaaaaa Ooaaa. There was the sound of a muffled baby crying from my room.

I moved to my room. It looks like the Earth is already in the prone position, and the face is half covered with pillows. Mas Adit seemed to be still asleep with the bolster positioned to cover his ears, perhaps disturbed by the noise of the cry of the Earth. Lately Mas Adit often comes home late.

"Mother's son is awake, yuk**** first" I muttered, then breastfed the Earth next to my husband.

"Dad, wake up, dad! Earth wants to play with dad" I said in a voice like a child while breastfeeding.

"Still sleepy dear" my husband murmured as he tightened the bolster cover on his ear.

"Mas, don't you want to play with Earth before you go to work? Lately I've been coming home late. Do not let Bumi do not know his own father because his father never play!" Cetusku with a little bit of a tinge.

"What do you mean?! I worked late for you guys too! How the story goes there is a child does not know his own father!" Mas Adit finally opened his earplugs.

"Where to know, Mom. Departing from work just in time for Earth to go back to sleep again. When it was time to go home, the Earth was asleep. Mas knew for himself 'the Earth's sleep schedule, wake up at dawn and sleep again after bathing. They changed! Mas used to help me keep the Earth awake when the Earth woke up while I was busy helping Bune and Mom cook and clean up! Three months this Mas changed 180°. Go home late, wake up shower-breakfast-work! When is there time to play with the kids?! tukasku explained at length.

"Udahlah! Early in the morning look for a storm!" Mas Adit replied as he jerked his blanket roughly then headed for the bathroom.

I breathed a heavy breath. It's been three months that Mas Adit always comes home late. The reason is always busy, busy and busy. He used the holiday for overtime or reviewing the construction of our new house, because the house we currently live in will end in two months. Do I have to punish him so he knows what he's doing is wrong? At least give a little time to chat with children and families.

Adit's workaholic habits have not completely disappeared. This morning his wife protested about his attitude to often come home late and do not have time with family.

Actually, it is not without reason Adit behaved like that. Tough trials are hitting him. He was accused of gratification for tendering a project to build a large factory in the Jababeka area. The tender has not yet been determined. Several times Adit was called by the authorities to give testimony and testimony, so that the work in his office was a little neglected, and he had to make up for it with overtime work every day. Not to mention the affairs of supervision of the construction of his new house which turned out to be quite time-consuming.

Has not settled the matter of gratification and house construction, other problems approach. A week ago, from the results of routine medical check-ups held by his company, Adit was declared to have stage one lung cancer. His smoking habit, which had been like a steam train, finally had an impact. At home he never smoked, because he did not want his bad habits to be imitated by his son. But if in the office and start working, his mouth will feel numb if there are no cigarettes tucked between his lips, the window of his office space will be open wide and AC will be turned off.

Adit did not tell the problem that was happening to his wife or other family because he did not want others to feel anxious. Adit felt, there was no need for others to suffer because they were worried about him.

Due to the morning quarrel with me, Mas Adit looked gloomy at the breakfast together. Mas Adit didn't say much, and ate in silence. Mom and Bune threw 'What's wrong?' glances?' to me, all I could answer was shrugging my shoulders.

After Mas Adit and Sky left, I told my mother what happened this morning.

"Don't do it, Lan. Husband just woke up you talk so everywhere must be emotional. Still sleepy, obviously not in the mood" said my mother.

"The key to solving those household problems, should be with a relaxed mind. Try to be invited to chat while ngeteh, surely the conversation will be more cool" said Bune gave advice.

I'm a little cocky, feeling no one's defending me. "You know how to go home, always late at night! Everything is Mas Adit. In this house, I am not producing! Only Mas Adit who works, so all on the side of him" I said with an annoyed tone.

My mother nodded her head to hear my words. "Ck ck ck, you haven't changed in the past. Always put forward prejudice. That's not what Mom and Bunemu mean! We both mean, if you want to talk to your husband, create a conducive atmosphere. The time you abstain from asking your husband to talk is to wake up and go home from work. At those times the mind of the husband is not in prime condition, so what we say will be received badly by him! Understand you?!" Said Mother in a resentful tone anyway.

"The atmosphere is conducive to the atmosphere when the mind is relaxed. When ngeteh for example. Or shortly after carrying out the routine 'bed'. If it's like you said, there's never a chance to be shaken because your husband always comes home late, it's not possible 'Nak Adit never asked 'too' with you, Nduk?" Bune chiming softly.

"Yes, Wulan will try" I replied half-heartedly. I'm still upset that I feel 'undefended'.

I've been quieting Mas Adit this week. At least he should feel the punishment from me before we straighten out the problem. I only serve him when he asks for service, carrying out his wife's duties. Mas Adit looked evasive when I wanted to get him to talk.

"Mas, can I have a chat?" I asked gently while lying on her sturdy arms, after our long love session. Even though he just released stress by making love, his face still looks tangled.

"Hmm?" The response, while rejuvenating my hips. The dragons, Mas Adit wants to ask for the second round.

"Seriously ah, Mas!" I tried to shake his hand.

"Yes, then yeah!" Then Mas Adit silenced my mouth with his mouth. Back, that lovable mouth touched my entire body. After being satisfied playing with my core area, Mas Adit got off the bed, then dragged me to the lip of the bed. Mas Adit in a standing position, wading through the sea of pleasure with me who turned his back.

"Do you like it to be accelerated?" His grunts in my ears.

"Yes, Mas. ah, aaauu.. It's getting in! I like!" I nodded with breath.

Then Mas Adit sped up the tempo of his game, and would occasionally jerk his hips to put his own in me. I could only groan when the waves of passion rolled back to me.

"Oohh, Mas I'm almost! Faster honey!" My rag.

Until in the end, we both howled favorably at almost the same time. Mas Adit collapsed on me with an elbow that held his body weight. We were both panting after we rowed the love boat together to sail the sea of pleasure.

After finishing breathing, Mas Adit grabbed the tissue on the nightstand and cleaned my core area. The one I like about my husband, he'll clean mine before wiping his own.

After we both lay side by side, I tried to talk back to Mas Adit. "Luckily yes, the Earth is not waking up to the horrors of our de-sa-han voice" I chanted to start the conversation, curled up in his arms.

"It's immune to him" Mas Adit replied in a sleepy voice.

"Yes..."

"Tomorrow, baby. I'm so sleepy" I haven't spoken yet, Mas Adit has cut it.

"Tomorrow when? Yesterday said..."

Hek heek oeeeeekkk. The voice of the Earth cried, cutting off my words.

With a heavy heart I stood up and took the Earth for me. Usually 15-20 minutes after****, the Earth will go back to sleep. But because it might feel the unrest of my heart, Earth instead toyed with my face and chest for almost an hour. While Mas Adit, already heard a smooth snoring from him, the marker of the owner of the snoring has been sound. I could only sleep on my back against Mas Adit in protest, feeling great.

The next day, I went back to silence my husband. My heart is still broken. Not being warm to her.

After Mas Adit went to work, I went into the room. My mood is bad, I don't want to talk to anyone. I just kicked a little to cheer up the Earth and myself. Eventually, the Earth fell asleep again.

I intend to clean up the room that looks a little messy to be unsightly. I sort through important documents and not, because sometimes photocopies of important documents are mixed with photocopies of Sky subject matter. I was flipping through a large thin brown envelope located in the bottom of the nightstand drawer. It was imprinted on it a government hospital logo, and it had the name 'Tn. Aditya Perdana 36 years'

Out of curiosity, I opened the envelope and took out its contents. Seen by me a cliche of photos of X-rays of the lungs. I can't read the X-rays, but one thing I believe is something's not right with the X-rays. I could see there were blackish patches big enough to only be said to be flecked.

I immediately contacted Ms. Kurnia, whose father is a specialist in medicine. Mbak Kurnia is the wife of Mas Adit employee named Dani. A week after giving birth to Earth, Mas Adit made a confession that the food 'cravings' that I have been eating is the result of the cuisine of Mbak Kurnia. I chuckled when I found out. And when Mbak Kurnia and her husband looked at Earth, we finally became familiar because of the similarity of hobbies that is cooking, and both came from one region.

"Hello, Neng. How are you doing? Long time ago, we didn't cook together" he said answering my phone call.

"Good, mbak. Ma'am Kurnia himself how are you?" kataku. After making small talk, I finally conveyed my main purpose of contacting him.

"Sir, can I ask you a favor?" my many.

"As long as I can, I'll help you"

"Father Ma'am's a specialist in, right? I have a photograph of someone's lung X-ray, only I can't read it. Can you ask for help in translating ga mbak?" My love to Mbak Kurnia.

"Oh, that's fine, say. You can directly scan the photo continue to send to my father's email. This is Abis I sent you my email address, yes! Let me call you later for dad's ngabarin" replied Kurnia.

Thirty minutes pacing back and forth in the room, I finally received an email reply.

Good day, Miss Wulan.

Based on the X-rays that I received, I read there was an indication of stage 1 lung cancer. My advice to be more convincing, please do a CT scan. Lucky found in the early stages, so it can be immediately overcome before cancer cells spread and infect other tissues.

That is the information I can give you.

Regards,

(Malaysia)

I fell limp and sat on the lip of the bed. Mas Adit's? Lung cancer? Since when? Why did Adit not tell anything? Is this the reason for the last few days Mas Adit seems to cough occasionally? But Mas Adit said it was just a regular cough, and it will heal when given cough medicine. Thousands of questions and disappointment lingered in my mind.

Tok! The sound of a knock on the door was quite loud, shocking not only me but also the Earth, making the Earth wake up from her sleep and cry. With a slight annoyance, I carried the Earth and opened the door.

I saw my mother standing in front of the door with a face I could not confirm. Between surprise, sadness, and worry. "What's up, Mom?" I asked while rocking the Earth to stop crying.

"Let's see the news, Adit's on TV!" Tukas mother half dragged me. Bune also came out of his room that was not closed because he heard the cry of the Earth. Hearing news on television about her daughter-in-law, Bune went to the family room.

"What news?" Ask Bune.

"Oh, it's over!" Mom patted her forehead.

"What news, Mom?" I asked with my heart beating. I used to get information about Mas Adit's accident from the news, is this time also bad news?

"So in the news mentioned, that the manager of PT. Bangun Karya named Aditya Perdana entangled case of gratification. But he said he had started to find a bright spot. In that company there are how many managers with the name Aditya Perdana, Lan?" My mother replied at length.

Oh my God, what else is this? Not lost her fear due to cancer information that Wulan obtained, again appeared shocking news about her husband. Wulan's feelings were mixed. Anxious, angry, hurt, disappointed, worried, sad and upset into one. Why did her husband not tell her what happened to his wife. Wulan thought, what does she mean in her husband's eyes? Is she really considered a wife by an Aditya Perdana?

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~Gratification, wide-ranging gifts that include extra money, prize money, goods, rebates (discounts), interest-free loan commissions, travel tickets, lodging facilities, travel, free treatment, etc, and other facilities (UU No. 20/2021 explanation of article 12b paragraph 1)