After Marriage
CHAPTER 45

Silence, there was no answer Aslan gave to the Great's words. Although it feels unbearable, but Agung tries not to care.

The suffering of his best friend was far greater than the heartache Aslan felt.

Again, Agung was about to pass and Aslan again prevented.

"Wait a minute" said Aslan.

"Tell Kiran, I'll wait for her to come back. And I will not grant the divorce," Aslan said in a stern voice.

"Thank you Mas," after saying this, Aslan left.

Turn around and drive to his own car. While Agung who saw the departure of Aslan was only able to exhale violently.

Yesterday, Fahmi told Agung that Kiran's divorce was never granted by Aslan. But Fahmi told Kiran the opposite, Fahmi said that if Aslan had agreed to the divorce, and now they have officially separated.

"Yes Allah Ran Ran, because of your problems, I became dizzy myself," Grumbled the Great when he saw Aslan's car that had been away.

He decided to go into his office.

Knowing the truth and having to cover it up is the hardest thing to do, let alone by a Great.

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Malaysia.

Now, Kiran is out of the hospital, but every week she gets regular checkups.

Here, they live in apartments. There is only a balcony that is used to breathe fresh air. There are no courtyards or parks like their home in Indonesia.

Behind the balcony window, Tika saw the pensive Kiran. Sitting in a wheelchair, one hand stroked his still flat stomach and his eyes stared at the sky blankly.

Tika was filled, unconsciously her tears were flowing.

I swear by anything, until now he still feels guilty for what happened to his sister-in-law. Especially when Fahmi says if Aslan approves the divorce suit.

Tika is getting worse, but he still really hopes Aslan will fight for Kiran and save their housewife.

But apparently not, it turns out that his decision to choose Aslan as Kiran's husband was really the wrong decision.

In a hurry, Tika wiped her own tears, about to approach Kiran.

It is still 10 am, Raka and Rian are still in school and Fahmi is working.

She and Kiran both live in this apartment.

"Ran," call Tika as she pulls up the available seats on the balcony to get closer to Kiran.

The one called to look over, then smiled a little.

"You're bored, aren't you? how about we go for a walk downstairs," Tika asked, she tried to be casual, hiding the tightness of holding back the sadness.

Slowly, Kiran shook her head. He did not want to trouble Tika, for him, Tika was tired of taking care of the house alone. Now all the homework Tika did, ARTnya Bude Nur did not come to Malaysia. So I decided to go back to the village.

"No need Ma'am, here also the air is fresh," replied Kiran trying to cheer up.

He did not want to, adding to the burden of Tika. Don't want to be a bitch in her sister's household.

Hearing that, Tika squeezed both her hands in her lap. He knew that Kiran had rejected him just because she didn't want to trouble him.

Kiran did everything herself she could.

Instead of being happy, Tika was getting sadder.

Unable to resist, she finally cried in front of Kiran.

"I'm sorry Ran, I'm sorry Tika," said Tika with tears.

Seeing that, Kiran bit her lower lip, trying hard.

"Sir, I'm not wrong, so don't blame yourself anymore. If Mbak continues like that, I'm even sadder," Kiran said.

Hearing that, Tika instantly wiped away her own tears.

Seeing that, Tika directly hugged her sister-in-law affectionately. Until they heard the sound of their apartment bell ringing loudly.

Ting tong ting.

They finally broke that hug.

"Who's coming?" tika and Kiran asked just raising their shoulders, not knowing.

"I open it first, right?" pamit Tika and Kiran nodded, Kiran slowly turned her own wheelchair and followed Tika from behind.

Go to the living room and see who's coming.

"Doctor Johan" said Tika as she opened the door, there Johan stood firm, smiling at her in a friendly manner.

"Look Doc," Tika and Johan invited in, immediately seen by him, Kiran who also welcomed.

"What's up Doc? not the therapy schedule on Monday? it's still Friday, now" asked Kiran wonder, it's not usual for this doctor to visit here.

"It just so happened to pass by, so stop by," replied Johan while scratching his non-itchy nape.

For some reason, his legs were so eager to step up to meet the patient.

"Please sit down Doc," said Tika broke the awkwardness, he mumbled a smile, seeing Johan somehow he felt this young doctor was being misbehaved.

Johan sat down, accompanied by Kiran in a wheelchair. While Tika paid to the kitchen, took a drink, he said.

"How's your leg? still feeling sore?" johan asked breaking the silence.

"No Doc, it's better now, but it feels like numbness," Kiran replied honestly while watching her immobile left leg, still wrapped neatly in a cast.

Smiling, Johan responded, "Please, 2 months later the cast has been removed."

Hearing that, Kiran pouted, "Still a long time," she replied briefly.

"You still nauseous?" ask Johan again, he also knows about Kiran's pregnancy.

"No, if there's a Agung, then I'm nauseous" honestly Kiran and Johan chuckled.

"What about me? does being close to me not make you nauseous?" johan and Kiran did not answer.

For some reason, discomfort touched his heart.

Slowly, Kiran just shook her head.

"When your stomach grows, you can walk again, right then and there," Johan said sincerely, he really wanted to help Kiran recover.

Hearing that, Kiran smiled.

A smile that looks so pretty in Johan's eyes.

"Thank you Doc" Kiran replied later and Johan nodded.

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A week passed, after his meeting with Agung last week. Aslan had not given up, secretly he had always been stalking the Great.

Follow wherever the Great goes.

But even though he never saw the Great who met Kiran.

For a moment, he doubted all the great sayings first. For a moment he became doubtful if Agung knew about the existence of the wife.

To this day, he followed Agung to the airport, Soekarno-Hatta International Airport. Still quietly, Aslan followed the Great's footsteps.

"Malaysia?" aslan murmured softly, as Agung entered the waiting room for the plane that was about to fly to the neighboring country.

"What's the Great For there? what's the job?" he muttered full of questions.

But long thinking and not finding an answer, Aslan finally decided to leave.

Tomorrow, when the Great returns, he will again stalk his wife's friend.