You Are My Life (You are My Life)

Hemorrhaging

Hasna was silent looking at the window of the room, everything still felt a dream for her. Married a man who blatantly rejected her feelings, even before Hasna had time to express them. And now, Hasna can stay in this mansion. In the city Hasna once left, long ago. Because of her past events that were too painful.

A hand coiled around his belly resuscitated Hasna from every shadow of the past, as he championed Bima who had clearly rejected him.

"What meda?" bima asked by placing her chin on top of Hasna's head.

"Home home? Sorry I wasn't waiting for you. Kirain returned home again" Hasna said by stroking Bima's hand that was coiled around her stomach

"The work is done, so you can go home quickly" explained Bima

Hasna nodded in understanding, since yesterday Bima has started working after one week of taking leave.

"Jude, you take a shower now. I'm gonna go get dinner first"

Hasna let go of Bima's circle of hands, then she turned to face the man. Slightly kneeling her husband's upper arm, Hasna knew for sure Bima was very tired. Especially considering that Bima had prepared all their own wedding preparations, without asking Hasna for help. Except in choosing decorations and wedding dresses.

"If you are tired of not cooking, just ask the waiter" said Bima by stroking his wife's head.

Hasna shook her head softly "It was also helped by the waiter kok"

Cup..

Bima kissed the woman's forehead "Yaudah, if tired do not need to maxain. I pay them to serve you as a mistress in this house"

Hasna smiled at Bima's words. The madam? My ears are still hearing that call.

Hasna came out of her room after preparing a change of clothes for her husband.

"Syam, are you working on PR?" hasna asked her sister who was sitting on the sofa in front of the television room in the middle of this house.

Hisham turned his head towards his sister "Have Brother"

Hasna nodded "Alright, Brother wants to go to the kitchen first to make dinner"

"Yes Brother"

Hasna passed towards the kitchen, began to open the fridge and see what food ingredients were in it. While Hasna was still squatting in front of the open fridge, a waiter came up to her.

"What's the young lady doing? Let me just"

Hasna looked up at the waiter's voice, then she smiled "No need Ma'am, I just want to cook for my husband. You can help me if there's no other job"

The waiter nodded respectfully "Well Miss, I will help with anything I can help"

"OK, you can help cut this vegetable" Hasna said after finding food ingredients for the dish.

Put vegetables and some other groceries on the table. The waiter swiftly washed the vegetables, then cut them.

"Where are you from?" hasna asked, she wanted to get a little familiar with the servants in this house. So that if Bima works and Hisham is in school. Hasna will not be so lonely.

"I'm from out of town Miss" The waiter mentioned one of the city's names.

Hasna nodded "Have worked here for a long time?"

"Since this house was completed in the building by Mr. Bima" he explained

Hasna nodded in understanding, she started slicing onions and other ingredients. Start putting the food that has been washed and cut into pieces into the pan. The waiter who had asked Hasna to fry chicken meat alone which of course he had seasoned.

After taking enough time to finish some of his cooking. Hasna now arranged her cooking on the dining table. Then she went to the room to call her husband to eat.

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Time passed so quickly, it was not felt if the marriage of Hasna and Bima was almost a year. One more month, their marriage will be even one year.

The bitter sweetness of a marriage they enjoy together. Sometimes involved checks that are actually just because of trivial problems. But that's marriage. Not always happy and just walking. There will always be a pebble that accompanies the journey of the two of them.

"You sick?" bima asked suddenly, as Hasna was putting a tie around her neck.

"No, I'm fine" Hasna replied with a soft shake

Bima stroked Hasna's cheek gently "Then, why is your face pale? Let's go to the doctor to check on you"

Hasna shook her head quickly, she touched Bima's big hand that was on her left cheek. "No need, I'm fine"

I don't feel sick, why should I see a doctor. Just a little weak and tired these few days.

"Relatedly? I am worried about Asna" Bima said with concern for the state of his beloved wife.

Hasna smiled, she turned her face and kissed the palm of Bima's hand that was on her left cheek.

"I'm not papa, sure. It's really good. You take it easy" said Hasna, trying to calm down Bima who was worried about her actual state she felt was fine.

Bima sighed, though Hasna tried to convince him. But, Bima still felt there was something different from his wife. Bima was afraid if there was a serious illness that he was not aware of in the body of his beloved wife.

"Yaudah, I'm going to work first. Later if there is anything, you have to call me directly" said Bima, then he gave a kiss on Hasna's forehead.

"Dear, in this house there are also many servants. I'm not alone at home" Hasna said, again trying to calm Bima down

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Throughout his work in his office, Bima was not calm with his wife at home. This morning Hasna clearly looked so pale and it made Bima anxious excessively until now.

"Why he didn't call me, is he okay" said Bima, he stared at his mobile phone on the desk.

Huh...

Bima exhaled violently, trying to calm her mind, she leaned her body on the back of her great chair. Closing his eyes to relax his mind. However, suddenly his phone vibrated on the table. Make Bima's eyes open and see who called her.

Bima's feeling began to feel bad when she saw the home phone number listed on her cellphone screen.

Hope everything's okay.

Bima quickly grabbed her phone and pressed the green icon to pick up the phone.

"Hallo"

"Ha-hallo Tu-tuan that..."

Bima frowned when she heard the sound of her housemaid stuttering while speaking. His feelings were getting more and more unreasonable, he began to think about the bad things that had happened to his Asna.

"Say!"

"Emmm. Sir, Young Non-Miss slipped in the bathroom and had bleeding"

Jederr...

Bima is like getting the worst news of his life. His world seemed to collapse instantly, even his legs felt very weak to be able to support his body again.

Asna's... No-o!.. Hang on, honey, I'll be here soon.

"Hallo sir, Miss has been taken to the Walton family hospital"

Seriate

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