BLESS YOUR WIFE
19

In the VIP treatment room, Rama began to busy taking care of Mother Yufi, his wife who constantly menggeluh pain all over his body.

That night Yufi still could not eat. It should only be given water to drink either putuh water or warm sweet tea water and it pins only three tablespoons of it every one hour and should not be more than that.

After giving a drink to Mother Yufi. Rama took care of his heart. Starting from feeding his four children to make milk in a bottle for Mayka and put it to sleep by swinging in his carrier. Really tiring.

Tired of looking for money, tired of thinking because thinking about the fate of Mother Yufi and her four children who are far from the city with Rama added tired again on the way to the hometown of Mother Yufi. And it all paid off with such a relieved breath. All are safe and there are no obstacles. Everything's smooth.

The night is getting cold. Her four children were already lying flat on the folding mattress carried by her brother-in-law and covered with a long warm blanket.

Rama sat on the edge of the bed staring at Yufi who was also staring at him wistfully. Yufi was very grateful to be given the man who is now her husband is a patient, kind, caring and very responsible man. Yufi sometimes felt guilty because he had betrayed Rama to ask for talak at that time.

At that time, it was either the devil who controlled Yufi's heart and mind until he was tempted by the charm of another man. It is possible, Yufi in the lure of something until he wanted and dared to ask for a divorce to Rama who was currently down.

At that time their children had only two, Saskia and Ahmad. But, Rama was not ignited by his emotions at that time and did not directly yell at Yufi. Yufi was left alone and ignored by Rama. Want to do what you want as he likes to let. Until one day Yufi ran away from the rented house and returned to her hometown carrying her two young children.

Rama did not obstruct and let it go.

"No. Just want to ask for help again," said Yufi slowly.

"Solicit what please?" ask Rama.

"Dad ... You can go home first take a long cloth with baby clothes," pinta Yufi slowly.

"Mother forgets or does not know. Dad's motorcycle sold to pay for the hospital. Mommy thinks, I got that much money from where. The cost of your surgery is not cheap, not to mention the cost of medicine and hospitalization of this VIP class and the cost of caring for our child, Fano. You also don't know later if work goes up what?" rama said slowly.

"Kok, Dad so count - the count is the same Mother. This is what was born Father's child too, not just Mother's child. If you really object yes, yesterday let it go," said Yufi angrily.

"Lho ... Mother why the hell? Even angry. Just asked, I answered honestly even in guess count - count. If you count - same count Mother, will not sell the motorcycle," said Rama with a slightly raised voice. I was also accused of that.

Already in belain. Prioritized was still wrong in Yufi's eyes. I don't know what kind of demands Yufi wants. Though they were married for a dozen years but still could not accept each other's shortcomings.