Husband Pay Miss Rania
Chapter 103 (Fear of Literature)

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...Happy reading...

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Literature wiping the body Citra with a towel slowly so that Citra back fresh back. But Citra has not been willing to respond to his words since yesterday, even Literature this time was willing to be angry by Ben in order to maintain Citra.

"Darling, you're fresh. Fragrant again! I've put on your favorite lotion" Sastra said with a smile.

"You want to eat? You haven't eaten since yesterday, honey. Look at the food that the sisters bring always Mas who ate it, Bentar again later tonight you are hungry," said Sastra holding the hand of Citra gently.

"What do you want to eat? Let Mas buy it? Let's talk, honey. If you need to hit Mas alone, angry just Mas than you silent a thousand languages like this. It's more painful than you being mad at me, honey!" say Literature with sorrow.

Only the eyes of Citra blinked with a gaze so empty, as if in the body Citra was no longer alive even though the woman was still alive. Literature sighed slowly, not until when Citra would be like this. But Literature will not give up until Citra wants to talk back to her.

"The literature!" call the Ferdians who take Literature by surprise.

"T-sir.." said Sastra in an orderly manner.

Ferdians are closing in on Literature. His condition had begun to improve even Ferdians secretly went to the Citra room so that his father did not know if he met Literature.

"How are things, sir?" ask Literature slowly.

"I've improved only my heart is not fine until now" replied Ferdians softly.

Literature knows the meaning of Ferdians. "I'm sorry, sir. For now I can't do anything because from the beginning I was told by Mr. Ben to look after Ms. Rania," said Sastra feeling guilty.

"It's okay. But honestly I can not be far from Rania let alone soon Rania will give birth. How could I not accompany Rania? He must have been very scared. I wanted to contact Rania but my phone was confiscated by my real father. This kind of situation I really hate" Ferdians said sharply even his eyes reddened with anger.

"Once again I'm sorry, sir. As much as possible I will make the master and the lady meet but for now I can not do the situation Citra is very deteriorating even from yesterday until now Citra does not speak in the slightest," say Literature slowly.

"Master here didn't you find out, Mr Eric?" ask the literature with worry.

"He was looking at Alex. Father looks very angry with you, beware he will meet you for making his beloved nephew enter the hospital with a broken nose bone," Ferdians said with a grin.

Literature smiles cynically. " I'm not afraid, sir. Because Alex deserves that, he has made the people I love like this. It's not much, sir. If I don't remember Citra, I may have beaten her to death" said Sastra cynically.

"I understand. I would also do the same as you if my loved ones were abused like that. I also did not expect that Alex and I were cousins" Ferdians said flatly.

"Sastra, may I borrow your phone to contact Rania?" ask Ferdians to Literature because this is the main purpose of meeting Literature.

Literature speechless. Then he gave his cell phone to the Ferdians. "This, Master!" said Sastra while giving her cell phone.

"Thank you!"

Ferdians immediately received the phone Literature, he immediately searched for the name Rania there and after finding it Ferdians directly call the number Rania. Ferdians looked agitated until his phone was picked up by Rania.

[Still dare you contact me? You are a traitor, Sastra!]

[Honey this, Mom!] ferdians said patiently.

[M-mas... Hiks..hikss..kangen!] rania said in tears.

[Patience, my dear. They will try to bring you home. We'll make plans to meet. Now you are calm. Don't cry on pity twins. Mas's mobile phone was confiscated by the father, during Literature at the hospital Mas will borrow the phone Literature, maybe later Mas asked Sastra to buy a new mobile phone for, Mas] said Ferdians calm his wife's heart.

Unbeknownst to the Ferdians, Rania had tried to hold back her tears.

[My stomach hurts, Mom!] it was Rania's shootout that made the Ferdians panic.

[You want to give birth?]

[Both of our children also want to hug their papa so my stomach hurts. Anyway I want to give birth if Mas is next to me... I can't escape from here many guards at Papa's house!]

[Wait for Me, baby! I will try to persuade Papa]

[Yes, Mom]

[Pads close yes, honey. They miss you too. Take care of yourself, say the same to our two children if Mas also misses them. I'll call you later. I have to go back to the room before I go back]

[Yes, Mom. Healthy fast, Mom. Let's get together again]

[Yes, honey. I love you!]

[I love you too]

Phone connection disconnected. Ferdians give back to Literature mobile.

"thank you. Hopefully the image will recover quickly. Literature I want to ask you, are you on Rania's side or papa's side?" said Ferdians who made Sastra sighed slowly.

"Honestly I said to side with Miss Rania. However, it is circumstances that force me to be this kind of heart to you and miss, sir. I also seem to be quitting my job because of the mental image that is my top priority at the moment. I've been so mean to him a long time ago and I don't want to lose Citra a second time. But if you need my help, I'd be happy to help if Citra would allow me" Sastra said firmly.

"Buy online only, sir. The courier will deliver it."

"Is the process not too long?"

"No, Mister. Maybe tomorrow has arrived" said Sastra calmly.

"You take care of it! I am waiting for good news from you. Excuse me!"

"Good, Master!"

After the departure of the Ferdians, Sastra again sat beside Citra. And grasped the image's hand gently.

"I love you, Image! I miss you!" grumbled Literature by softly kissed the hand of Citra as if Literature was afraid that the hand of Citra would be blisters because of the touch.

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It's already 3 am and Literature is still awake to keep the image that is currently still asleep until Literature feels drowsiness that is so heavy. By putting his head near the hands of Citra, Literature began to close his eyes with a sleeping position in a sitting state. Hopefully in the next few hours the state of the image has begun to improve.

Unbeknownst to Literature suddenly Citra opened her eyes with a face that was so frightened. It looks like Citra just had a nightmare, until Citra woke up from her sleep and took off her hose infusion slowly did not even make a sound at all that made Sastra not wake up from her sleep.

Slowly and an empty view filled with fear Image came out of his room.

"Please!" murmured Citra very slowly.

The image continued to go in an indeterminate direction with overwhelming fear and anxiety, his legs so light to step on. Even Citra was so afraid of meeting people, everyone in her eyes was like Alex who wanted to meng*sanya.

"Don't touch me!" image muttering that made the passersby look at him strangely.

Maybe in their minds Citra is a crazy person who runs away so they do not mengubris Citra.

After walking for a long time finally Citra arrived at the top of the hospital building. Even Citra did not know herself until here, she just followed her footsteps with a sense of overwhelming fear.

While Literature who was in the room Citra immediately woke up with surprise because she overslept.

"Partner!" call Literature with worry.

Literature instantly searches for the existence of the Image in the bathroom but there is no Image inside. Literature directly out of the Citra room and looking for Imagery there but still no Citra. He should not have fallen asleep! He should have kept his image right! Literature is very worried about the state of Citra.

"Picture where are you, honey?" shouted Literature to the extent that made the nurse approached him.

"Sorry, Sir! It is time for the patient to sleep. Don't yell here, sir!"

"Sus, my future wife is not in her room. Quickly send the others to find my future wife. If something happens to my future wife how, Sus?" say Literature with worry.

"Quiet, Sir. We'll help you find out, " said the nurse.

"Hurry, Sus!"

"Good, Sir!"

"Yes God... Where's your darling?" tanya Literature was so worried.

Literature came out looking for the existence of Citra with the help of the staff at this hospital. They look for the existence of the Image outside, but nothing makes Literature worry more.

"There's a suicidal man upstairs!" said someone who makes reflex literature look up.

Degs...

"IMAGOGY!" the Literature shouted with worry.

Running with all his might Literature ran inside again to immediately go upstairs. While the security guards at this hospital immediately look for something that can accommodate the body Citra so as not to be injured when falling later. They will use a large mattress to save Citra's life.

Literature with a face so worried following Citra.

"Darling, please don't do that!" literature murmured softly even his breath looked irregular.

Finally, Sastra has arrived on the roof of the hospital building. He saw Citra continue to walk towards the edge of the roof. Literature ran and pulled the hands of Citra until they embraced. The people below had already breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Citra had been saved.

"Hiks..hiks...." Literature cries by hugging the body Citra very tightly.

Literature was so afraid that Citra would rebel and break away. "There it is, dear. Why are you doing this hmm? Suicide is not good, honey. What are you thinking until you dare to do that?" the word Literature cupped the face of the image that was so pale.

"Look at your cheeks are cold. Oh my... I can't afford to lose you, Citra! We go back to the room yes and never do this again" said Sastra very worried.

Unexpected by Literature, Citra embraced Literature very tightly. Even crying hysterically in the arms of Literature.

"Cry if it makes you feel relieved, dear. Don't be like that! You know Mas was very scared earlier," murmured Literature kissed Citra's head fondly even Literature still let out her tears hearing Citra as a hiccup in her arms.

"That's your burden, honey? Again and again Mas failed to take care of you," murmured Literature in his heart.