LUTH'S LLAMAR
Overtime Continues?

From that day on, Lyn seemed preoccupied with his activities that are cool writing both in the story and in his post.

At night, when Luth is asleep, Lyn appears to be sitting on a mattress beside Luth leaning on the bed board while typing on the phone. His feet were covered in cloth, while Luth seemed to fall asleep slanting hugging Lyn's feet.

"Lyn, do not be like those outside who are even humiliated by the busyness of playing hape, so that the miser in his heart just because of his busyness with hape," said Luth who woke up at exactly eleven p.m. and he saw Lyn still seemed busy with his hape.

Feeling the words of Luth, Lyn immediately put down the hape. Stretch the body. Sneaking into the blanket.

Astarghfirullah... Lyn beristighfar's. Sorry, if he looks negligent in the eyes of the husband. Whereas earlier Lyn was writing and posting his writing that was more like a novel to his social media.

There is even a good chance of his post, so he looks preoccupied with hape, does not mean he is playing games or doing things that are not useful with his hape.

If the activity he did was more harmful, of course he would not do it. What he did was halal work.

"Lith, I'm not playing games or fooled by hape, but I'm..."

"Try for a hobby with a busy social media, right?" cut Luth.

Lyn fell silent at Luth's uncomfortable facial expression. They are in a tilted position facing.

"Do you not like it?" ask Lyn.

"Social media will only make you negligent, careless, and cool by reading their comments. Let go of that!"

Lyn can't say a word anymore. He closed his eyes too.

"Well asleep?" whiskey Luth.

"Not yet."

"Cock, rem?"

"Yaa.try to bobok."

"Can I talk?"

"What about?" lyn asked who opened her eyes.

"On the son of Afiqa."

Lyn just remembered that he had one task, which is to take care of the child Afiqa what if the baby was born into the world. His heart spoke one intention, lilahita'ala. All because of God, hope that what he does will be rewarded by God, including caring for and raising a baby whose life is threatened.

"Oh.. Does Afiqa want to be born?" ask Lyn.

"Well, what's at the puskesmas? Why not in the hospital?" shock Lyn.

"There's no cost. His parents don't want to pay."

"So? What's the water yet?" ask Lyn.

Luth rolled his shoulders.

"He didn't tell me about this" Lyn said.

"I don't think he might have told you. His hape was seized by his mother. I met you on the street."

"Oh yeah, we're going there, yuk. We'll see if the baby's born yet?" invite Lyn with an anxious expression

Looking at Lyn who looked worried, Luth was stunned and just speechless. How could Lyn even seem to care so much about her son Afiqa?

"Afiqa's baby needs us, right? Yuk, we're going there!" Lyn got up, pulled up the blanket and changed clothes.

"You sure?" Luth saw the clock. "It's night."

Lyn imagined when Afiqa gave birth alone without anyone's assistance.

"Well, let's go there now, it's for the sake of conscience." Lyn nodded his head.

Luth finally agreed to his wife's request. He changed his clothes and stepped out, pulling the car out of the garage.

The car is traveling on the highway at a moderate speed.

"O yeah, these days you're often home at night, actually there's an extra job or what?" lyn asks who sees Luth coming home late. Including earlier.

"Mh... Ja. I have a lot of extra work."

"Every day?"

Luth rolled his eyes. "Doain I don't keep on overtime! Let's go home!"

That's not what Lyn wants to hear from Luth's mouth, she just wants to know if she has to be overtime every night? And oddly enough, Luth's salary is not added, remains the same as usual. lalau what overtime?

Seriate