Love Frame For Sarmila

Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 135


Just finished the Ashar prayer, Anjas also turned on his motorbike and planned to go home. After stopping by the famous bakery in Bengkulu city, souvenirs for his extended family. Including his wife. Anjas walked towards the red iron horse. Staring at one large white bag while smiling.


"Sarah must be very happy if I buy this cake" he said while riding the iron horse.


Anjas rode the bike happily. His relationship with Sarah used to be shrouded in misgivings. Especially with the attitude of his wife who can not be tolerated at that time. He is also human, there is a limit to the patience of a wife like Sarah. At the proposal of his mother he also ventured into Sarah.


"Married that once in a lifetime, Jas. Sarah is your choice, both good and bad you have to accept. There is a Sarah that we do not like. Especially when she treated her sister like a maid. Maybe true said Sarah's goal is educating. It's just the wrong moment.


But Sarah is also young, her experience in the household is not there yet. Dad knew Sarah since she was a Junior High because she was close to Rudi. He was a bar-bar and spoiled. Because what? he doesn't have a father figure in his family."


"But Sarah's gone too far, Dad," Anjas said.


"You've only been married for a few months, you've given up, Jas. Sarah and your mother were eleven twelve. Fire in the same opponent fire will not get the solution.


If you want to be appreciated by your partner, then you must first appreciate him. I know how you feel, but have you ever tried to guide your wife.


Like this, Jas. You want your wife to cook then try first doing it together. On the spice of small chat guaranteed will not make your wife feel bored with her routine as a housewife. That little thing you have to plant first.


One more, Jas. There is no history of in-laws and daughters-in-law getting along. If your father's advice is to go home."


Anjas lowered his head. It's true his father said that all this time he only knew it was okay. He never interacted with his wife.


"Thank you, Dad" he said softly.


Anjas continued to smile happily considering what was happening in his household. Not remembering their dark times. But she's happy Sarah's change of attitude is a little better than before.


Just a step he stood in front of the complex alley of his house. Feeling his pockets vibrate he stopped the engine.


"What's up, Ma?" tanya Anjas picked up the phone from her mother.


"Jas please go to Raflesia now?" mama Melani's voice sounded panicked.


"What's up, Ma? who's sick?" ask Anjas.


"The bleeding direction, he passed out in the bathroom." Adu Bu Melani's.


"Blooding! Oh God!" Anjas hung up. In a state of panic, he drove his motorcycle to Raflesia hospital.


Arriving in front of the gate of Anjas hospital has been welcomed Rudi. Both of them went straight to the emergency room.


"Rudi what really happened?" asked Anjas with a face full of anxiety.


"I don't know, brother. Mama called already in the hospital, said Sarah passed out in the bathroom" explained Rudi.


"Which mom, huh?" her eyes looked for the success of mama Melani in front of the emergency room.


"Yes, he's the one who's nervous. Now where's the guy going?" Rudi was surprised.


"Suami from Sarah's mother." Nurse's voice makes Anjas advance himself.


"Me, doc. How is my wife dong?"


"Our baby candidate died, sus?"


"Yes, I'm patient, yes. Your wife also lost a lot of blood," Anjas immediately limp, Rudi swiftly calmed her brother.


Rudi also led Anjas to sit in a chair. Still trying to cheer up my sister. Anjas was feeling the most. There was a knife that pierced sharply into the crown of his head. Rudi also informed Sarah's family.


This afternoon was shocked by the news that Sarah was in the hospital because she slipped from the bathroom. Mila and Danu who plan to start chemotherapy must delay it first. It wasn't just Mila and Danu who came. Dahlia and Fera's mother just returned home to pick up Intan followed to the hospital. Lala also went to the hospital.


" What's going on?" Ask Danu to Anjas.


"I was still at the counter getting this news from Mama Melani. It turns out that Sarah is pregnant young" Anjas' voice stammered.


" What's the baby?"ask Mila.


"Died, brother. And Sarah lost a lot of blood. Though he just yesterday said that his menstrual schedule has passed two weeks. We have a plan to check with the doctor. But it turns out that God wills another."


"Who's dead, Om?" intan makes a sound amid the tension of the adults.


"The baby's dead, son."


" Said mr. ustadz, if the baby died means he went straight to heaven, Om."


“Yes Allah, make the death of this child a reward and a mistress for both his parents and the intercessor for which his prayers are granted. O Allah, with this calamity, weigh the scales of their deeds and give them a great reward" and begin their prayers.


"Oh my God, my mother's son is very smart." Fera rained a kiss on his son's forehead. There is a sense of pride in Intan.


"Patients need blood donation type AB." Said one of the medics.


"I'm AB sir" Lala said


"Don't la, you have a history of mag" Mila protested


"No papa, brother. Brother Sarah needs more."Answer Lala.


Mila is amazed Lala wants to donate blood for Sarah. Sarah often judges Lala.


Anjas approached his sister-in-law. The young girl's heart was very noble in her eyes. Not long from his memory how Sarah treated Lala.


"Thank you for donating


your blood for Sarah." Anjas direct


hugging Lala's body.


"Lala, you're proud of me. If brother's blood was the same as Sarah's, I would have been the first to go forward."


"And the brother who always said the same to me. Brother is blood that cannot be separated. One brother is sick, we are sick together. One happy brother we also splashed too."