Love Mas Cousin
Feel guilty?

“Hanung, when do you want to introduce the same mother woman whose name is Larisa? Or have you broken up? You rarely tell me about Larisa now.”

A middle-aged woman, Rini, speaks slowly to Hanung, who is preparing to go to the office.

Hanung is silent, grappling with the contents of the head to make the perfect excuse.

“Indeed, who said that I was dating Larisa?” hanung asked with a smile.

Rini frowned, whimpering and then she pat her son's shoulder until Hanung jerked.

“Mother was also young times. The other person always tells the same person over and over again, focusing on the advantages as well. How beautiful is Larisa, Nung? Until you persimmon so much with him.”

Hanung scratched his head, regretting that there were too many brags about Larisa. He had intended to express love, but when he would do so, he had already heard the news that Larisa was pregnant and was about to get married.

It was no longer persimmon, but now he was trying to treat his broken heart.

“No idea, Deh, Bu.” Hanung was immediately not excited.

“Looooh, why is that, Nung?” Rini stared at the jelly and Hanung just shrugged his shoulders at a glance.

***

“What's the state of the baby, Doctor?” shouted Larisa and Bassta simultaneously, as soon as the two stared at each other, face to face in silence.

“All right, don't worry. But don't let this happen again, yeah. The mother must really maintain the health and safety of herself and the baby, also Mr. Husband do not forget to always be on standby.”

The doctor explained and made Larisa also Bassta look at each other again. However, before long Bassta turned her face away.

The doctor smiled and then returned. “Air amniotic, position, everything is good. Well this is the genitals...”.

Bassta turned her head, staring at the focus on the screen. Observe every movement, hand and foot kicks from the baby Larisa who is so active. For the first time, Bassta saw it. And when the sound of the baby's heartbeat was heard, Bassta was so full of seeing and hearing it that Larisa caught another look in the man's net. A loving look is also affectionate.

Larisa smiled with happiness.

He had only seen Bassta for the first time like that, and Larisa had also not seen Bassta's pleasant face for a long time. During the marriage, what he saw was always the look of hateful eyes and also the aura of a face that was always emotional when Bassta faced him.

Obviously, Larisa hopes this is the beginning of her relationship with Bassta can be better.

The doctor says the baby is female, and Larisa and Bassta develop a smile together. Then after finishing the two came out, walked towards the pharmacy, lined up the medicine and the administration.

“Sit, Larisa.” Bassta pointed her hands at the empty seat, the rest of the one.

Larisa looked confused.

“Keep you?” tanyakanya.

Bassta shook her head weakly, “I want to go to the toilet for a while.”

“Oh, yes.” Larisa nodded and Bassta passed away leaving her.

Larisa was silent, staring at her husband's departure until Bassta turned and vanished behind it.

Bassta is actually just a reason. He did not go to the toilet but sat pensively thinking about the events this morning that made him afraid also panic not playing.

Rough, Bassta exhaled. Squeeze her hair anyway. He wondered and wondered, what is wrong with him now?

“Kok can I be as rough as Larisa. If he is the same baby why-why, how?” he then closed his eyes for a few seconds, when his eyes opened again, he cursed in annoyance. “Gue is like crazy right now when you see Larisa. Why the hell, you, Bassta! Kayak the doormat, fuming constantly, rude as well. Do I need to go to a psychiatrist? Crazy fear.”

“Huh!” Bassta then exhaled into the air while leaning against the cold walls of the hospital.

Thinking constantly thinking, wrong, that's what he did.

“I shouldn't be rude to Larisa. He was wrong but that person was more wrong. Larisa a bego girl who just became a victim of deceitful depraved men!” bassta then clenched his hand.

Bassta was silent, thinking again louder, it also occurred to apologize to Larisa after this.

A few seconds later, he again imagined all the scorn, insults, and all the negative things for what Larisa did to him. Not only lost his self-esteem but also his position in the company.

“No! Larisa is wrong. Why does he sleep in everyone else's room. You fool.”

Bassta's eyes returned to gleaming with emotion. He now stood up, walking to immediately return to the pharmacy.

“Already, Bass?” larisa asked softly but Bassta did not comment on her question. Bassta was silent, standing up, and busy with her phone.

“He why else, anyway?” larisa muttered inwardly, constantly looking up at her husband while glaring at what was happening in the toilet to the point that Bassta's attitude returned cold. In fact, she was already very happy with Bassta's caring attitude as well as the worries that her husband showed.

Fifteen minutes later Larisa and Bassta came out of the hospital building. Walking far apart, Larisa kept trying to align herself with Bassta even though Bassta continued to accelerate her pace.

“Bass, waitin!” larisa's voice is loud.

Bassta turned, staring in annoyance.

“Lelet!” maki Bassta and Larisa lowered their heads in shame with those around them listening and paying attention.

“You why, anyway, Bass?” ask Larisa whispering. “My back is still sick, you see, because of the incident earlier.”

Bassta smiled, a stiff smile.

“Who's wrong? Me? You're wrong why sleep in someone else's room try? Basic heuh! The bag is not kelulungan.” He's Larisa's head toyor hard enough until Larisa's strands of hair swing over her face.

Slowly Larisa held her head, she looked at Bassta who passed away after humiliating her.

“Excuse me, Ma'am. Any problems?” suddenly a security guard approached, Larisa shook her head and tried to hold back her tears.

Not waiting long, Larisa also followed Bassta. When Larisa arrived next to Bassta, Bassta again nagged her and cursed again with the title ‘lelet’. Here, Larisa could not hold back her tears anymore. Falling down, he rubbed and Bassta snorted.

“Enough, Larisa. Don't embarrass me, you want to cry, seriously? I stay, you! Go home with a taxi!” bassta snapped out an emotion and Larisa could only bow in fear. “Bikin aja problems early in the morning. I have to work.”

Larisa stared, also upset with heartache.

“Oke, I took a taxi aja.” Larisa stepped up and Bassta looked up at her.

Bassta did not expect Larisa to really agree with her words. This man is not self-conscious that what he is doing is very late. Larisa can still hold it at home, but if in the middle of such a crowd, she is embarrassed and also hurt.

Larisa stood by the side of the road, Bassta grabbed her hand and also pulled her.

“Lease, Bass!”

“Not to act!” reply Bassta while glaring and finally Larisa resigned.

Bassta opens the car door, Larisa enters and now Bassta freezes when she sees a woman coming out of the red car.

“Mampus!” ardat Bassta then bowed but the woman saw him.

“Bass,” call Larisa.

Bassta glared and said, “Diem you're inside. Beware if out or open the car glass.”

Larisa was astonished and could only nod in agreement.

Bassta smiled, stepped forward, avoiding the woman being near her car. While from inside, Larisa continued to observe the foreign woman she had just seen.

“Bassta, why are you here? Is anyone sick?” ask the woman, Monica, Jema's mother.

“Not there, Aunt. I just jengukin temen.” Bassta smiled.

“Oh so...” Monica was muttered, her eyes going up and down looking at the appearance of Bassta who was so messy.

Bassta rubbed her hair, realizing that now she looked messed up.

“You're healthy, right, Bass?” Monica's worried.

“Health, Aunt. Don't worry.” Bassta smiled broadly, trying to convince Monica.

From inside, Larisa continued to watch.

“Why has Bassta's attitude changed, huh? Who's that?” Larisa could only murmur in wonder.

 Seeing the proximity of Bassta and Monica, Larisa remained silent even though she was curious. Bassta was also seen constantly looking down, respectful. Larisa was convinced that the woman was an important person for Bassta. But, if the woman was highly respected by Bassta, wouldn't she also need to greet and introduce herself that now Bassta is married and she is his wife?

Larisa smiles, tidying her hair, she prepares to go down.....