BLESS YOUR WIFE

BLESS YOUR WIFE
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Rama chose to leave the room to be alone. It was Rama who always relented and avoided a debate. It looks cute and does not care but in reality Rama just wants to keep his emotions, keep his anger and keep his tantrums.


Rama is also an ordinary man who is given common sense, lust, desire, and pity. Rama most disliked to see the person he loved was sad and crying.


A pack of cigarettes was taken out of his pocket. He took one stick and he embroidered it with a gas match that he had been holding since. Only a shop can accompany every feeling of the heart that is being felt.


The cold wind in the hospital so pierced his skin that it started to wrinkle feeling goosebumps.


Rama smoked in the cigarette and held it for a while and slowly exhaled through his mouth and nose to emit a large puff of smoke.


His mind began to drift far away. Rama did not think about how tomorrow would be. Tomorrow we will think again tomorrow. But ...


"Dama? Where the hell is he?" rama asked in his heart. After a busy day taking care of Yufi, his wife and their four children turned out to be quite tiring.


Quickly, Yufi often aral about the household especially about children. His emotions are easily ignited and will be angry - anger is not clear. The ends are angry with Rama and if he is tired, he will run away to his hometown or will ask for a divorce. It's always like that. Whether it had been dozens of times, Rama Jenagh heard Yufi asking for a divorce on him.


Rama finished his shop and threw it into the vat of samlah. He stood up and looked towards the room. All are safely under control and all four children are still asleep. Likewise with Yufi who looks relaxed playing her phone.


Rama opened his cell phone. He doesn't have a Dama number. On the phone is still simlan Dama number given another name is not Dama, but the number has long been inactive. The number was deliberately turned off when Dama resigned and moved to another city to observe his new life.


Rama tries to call the old number Dama and .. connected clear ringing sound connect.


That night Dama was already in bed and preparing to rest. His body is so tired. He drove all day by himself back and forth from the city to his city.


Dama holds his old phone. He was worried about wanting to be turned back on or not after a long time he turned off the phone.


This feeling is time to be used again. After all, Rama also knows the house of Dama. So then? Why else do crossing the trail anyway between Rama and Dama always match to meet each other again even though they have been separated for a long time.


Dama's phone rang loudly after it was turned on. Rama's name is clearly plastered on the screen of his phone.


"Hallo ..." replied Dama doubtfully. She was afraid that Mother Yufi would call her. Because it was once like that.


"Dama ... Where are you?" ask Rama slowly.


"Ekehmmm at home. What's up?" tanya Dama then even awkward and nervous kadi.


They haven't communicated with each other for a long time. Confused what material will be discussed.


"Thank God if you're at home. Forgive me for not being able to accompany you even looking ignored. You know that, right? Mas confused, Mas alone," said Rama slowly.


"Yes Mas. It's okay. Dama understands," replied Dama slowly.


Happy to be called back by Rama. That's Rama. Actually, the man is very caring and considerate of his favorite woman. But the time and conditions are not right. Rama always asked Dama to be patient.


"Mas ... misses you Dama,"


"Maas ...." Dama called out slowly.


"Yes, baby,"


"Dama dear to Mas Rama," added Dama quickly.