After Marriage
CHAPTER 150 - Busy With His Own Mind

Waiting at home and the wife never returned, Aslan finally followed Kiran to the Great house.

He walked to his friend's house, entered the house there after several greetings.

The door of the house was unlocked, and Aslan decided to enter. Examine every corner of the room that looks quiet. Until his hearing caught the sound from the kitchen.

Aslan slowly went there and saw the wife who was struggling alone by occasionally pulling and breathing heavily.

“Ran,” called Aslan as she approached, hearing her husband's voice calling, Kiran immediately turned around and saw Aslan walking closer to her.

“Mas,” replied Kiran, with eyes that immediately glazed over, as if she had just found her place to share a sigh.

“Mbak Wid hurts again?” guess Aslan and Kiran nodded their heads quickly, with the roar of tears beginning to fall.

Kiran, I feel really sad every time I remember my best friend. Given how strong Widya is in dealing with her disease. Even Widya closed her pain tightly from the child, Altar.

Aslan, stroking the wife's shoulder gently, wanted Kiran to calm down.

“You should not cry, instead we all agreed not to worry about the disease. We'll be strong and tough, you remember?” said Aslan and again Kiran was only able to nod

her head.

He is unable to speak. With his throat choked.

“Already, do not cry again, now we make the porridge,” said Aslan again who did not want the wife to continue crying.

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Back at school, Alana and Sisil returned to the Altar in her class there. They frowned in confusion when they saw that there was only an altar in the classroom, while the five friends had disappeared somewhere.

Usually, the six mischievous students were never separated while still inside the school.

“Where are your friends?” sisil asked suspiciously, after the Altar joined him and Alana. Now the three of them had walked together through the classroom corridor and towards the parking area.

“Which I know, they are old to always watch,” replied Altar, indifferently.

To make Sisil tick and Alana tickle.

The five friends, currently meeting Nathan, ask the smart student to do their schoolwork on the school's roof.

That afternoon, Alana and Sisil were going to one of the bookstores. The altar that came home with Alana

he was forced to come, even though he actually felt reluctant.

Already so far, somehow Altar always want to go home. It was not calm and I wanted to see my mother soon.

“You're not in?” alana asked, when she saw the Altar instead sitting in the waiting chair in front of the store.

“No, come in and don't be long.” Answer the Altar, then get busy yourself with his phone in hand. He called his mother and told her he would be home late.

Alana who saw it just flinch, I don't know, the altar can always make her feel upset.

Without answering any more, Alana immediately pulled Sisil's hand to enter the bookstore.

“Hih! I do not like the attitude of the Altar,” said Sisil when they were among the books lined up neatly on the shelf.

Alana was silent, agreeing with the words of her friend.

“Come on Al, we continue our mission, make the Altar hate you, so he will not be close to you again,” Sisil chimps again, dusty.

“But I don't want to be spoiled with him, I can't,” replied Alana as is, she even shook her head violently.

Sisil did not immediately answer, still seemed to think.

“I think, he does not like if you are close to my brother. Maybe Altar and my brother had a disagreement,” Sisil timpal again, he instead focused on looking at Alana and ignoring the books they wanted to look for.

“So?” ask Alana, confused.

“So, just use my brother to make the Altar also hate you.” Sisil spoke with a wide smile, as if he had found a brilliant idea to help his best friend.

And Sisil's big smile, a little infectious in Alana's lips. Despite the hesitation, Alana nodded her head slowly.

Alana still has not given up, to make the Altar cancel their matchmaking. And now, he will ask for help from Akbar to launch his mission.

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Widya's phone on the nightstand shook, Agung who was sitting on the bed quickly reached the phone. Not wanting his voice to disturb the wife who is sleeping, rest.

He saw the boy calling, Altar.

Without waiting for long, Agung immediately answered the call, then moved and slightly away from there.

Answer him in a soft voice.

“Dad, why whispers anyway?” ask the Altar at the other end, after they say hello to each other.

Instead of answering his son's question, Agung even asked with many questions at once.

“Where are you? Why haven't you come home yet? Remember your mother's message, do not like to wander, go home directly to school,” Glorious, still faithful whispering. To make the child frown, his father always scolded him before listening to an explanation.

“I'll be home late Well, I'm still together with Alana and Sisil in the bookstore.”

Hearing Alana's name being called, the Great Fury that had just evaporated instantly. He was even grateful, if now the Altar and Alana are getting closer.

“ Yes already, later return carefully.” said Agung and Altar answer IYA obediently.

Shortly after her call with her father ended, Alana and Sisil came out of the store. Bring each one a plastic bag in their hand.

Seeing the two, the Altar immediately rose and immediately headed for his motorbike followed by Alana. While Sisil headed for the car that was waiting for his arrival.

Without much babibu, the Altar and Alana soon returned home.

The altar even asked Alana to hold on to him, as he would be traveling at a fairly high speed.

Alana according to, she sat sideways with one hand hugging the waist of the altar tightly.

“Why do we hurry?” alana asked as they stopped at the red light.

“Nothing, I just want to go home soon,” replied Altar honestly.

But Alana instead felt if she had inconvenienced the Altar, alana felt, if the altar did not like to travel with her like this.

Realizing that, somehow Alana felt dislike. He even started to slowly release his arms.

But it came to a halt as the Altar held him back all of a sudden.

“Why? I told you, hug tight, fall later,” Altar reminded.

And Alana just kept quiet, then hugged the Altar tightly.

All the way home, they were both silent, although there was no distance between them, but still, Alana felt so far away with the Altar.

Women are always like that, busy with their own thoughts.