My husband is CEO Impoten
LOVE IS HOLY!

Arkan and Laras are in hospital. A hospital that does not belong to his family. He deliberately sought out other hospitals, so as not to be known by his family and those closest to him.

“Doctor, how? Can my husband be healed?” ask Dr. Baras.

“Sorry, I've tried. But up to this point, there has been no change at all,” Doctor Heru said as he stared at Arkan and Laras alternately.

“Doctor mean?” ask Arkan. “I can't be healed? So!”

“The possibility is always there, sir. It's just very thin,” said Doctor Heru.

“Doctor means how? Why is the possibility so slim. Isn't my husband healthy?”

“Your husband is healthy, but this orgasmic weakness that he experienced has been very long. Not just two months, but years. If it had been pierced since the beginning, it probably wouldn't be like this!” clearly Doctor Heru.

“What are you alcoholics?” ask Dr. Heru to Arkan.

“True doctor, while still sitting on the bench SMA. I often consume cigarettes and alcoholic beverages,” Arkan said. Apparently, Arkan squeezed his fingers under the table.

Doctor Heru smiled. “Decreased passion or called IMPOTEN this happens to you, can be because you consume too much Alcohol and cigarettes in large quantities. Your body is unable to accept it. Or it could also be a sense of TRAUMA in an incident.” Clearly Doctor Heru is as detailed as possible. “Have you also experienced a scary event? Like an accident for example?” ask the doctor again.

“Yes, ever!” sahut Arkan

“Everything is clear, and sorry I was unable to deal with the illness you suffered!”

“Shit! Why talk a lot from earlier, if not able to stay talking since earlier!” Heard the words of Doctor Heru. Arkan became an emotion. “Come home! Take time!” Arkan pulled the Barrel's wrist out of the room.

“Doctor, please forgive my husband!” Laras took the time to apologize to Doctor Heru, while following her husband's steps.

Doctor Heru smiled at Laras. The middle-aged man deeply understood the reaction from Arkan.

In the car, Arkan repeatedly banged his forehead on the steering wheel. He was angry and angry, not at anyone else. But, to himself.

“I'm useless, I'm really useless!” curse it on yourself.

“Mas, don't think gini!” Baras tried to calm her husband.

“You heard the doctor said, right? I can't heal, I can't heal!” Arkan rubbed his face violently.

“He's just one of hundreds of doctors in this city, mas. I'm sure, there are still other doctors who can cure you!” Baras cupped her husband's two cheeks. “See me, mas! Whatever happens, no matter what your circumstances. I will never leave you.” Baras continued to convince her husband. He doesn't want to, Arkan becomes desperate.

“You are too good, Laras,” Arkan said slowly.

“It's all not just kindness, mas. This is one of my forms of love for you. Love is holy, love is pure. So if we already love someone, then we will not look and choose the physical person. Holy love is a love that is able to accept each other's shortcomings, survive in difficult circumstances together. Survive in a state of grief, not being together when happy and moving away from each other when meeting and finding difficulties. That's not love her name, mas!”

Hearing all his wife's words, Arkana could only fall silent. “I want you to trust me, we fight together, yes!” Baras smiled at Arkan. Arkan nodded.

“Kalo so, now we go home,” said Laras. Arkan who had begun to calm down, immediately turned on his car engine and left the hospital.

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The city of Marang Lampung. Two women were in a hurry to board the trip they had ordered

That afternoon, the two men will leave for the city of Jakarta. The two men were Bu Yanti and Anita. They actually went to Jakarta without the knowledge of Hesti. They wanted to blackmail Laras' husband, who was mentioned by Hesti, who was rich and owned a large company.

They can't wait to have and enjoy a lot of money.

The car immediately drove away from Marang City. Bu Yanti and Anita were so happy.

“What time is it now?” ask Bu Yanti to Anita.

“Jam 15:21, mom!” anita Lead.

“Duh, I think we will get to Jakarta will be very malem,” said Bu Yanti.

“If the problem of malem and not malemnya mah, easy. The important thing is the money, we will get what not?!” sulk Anita.

“You are calm, definitely will dapet,” said Bu Yanti confidently. “Serahin aja all the same mother, must be done!”

The mother and son laughed happily in the travel car they were riding in.

At 22:13 minutes at night, finally Bu Yanti and Anita arrived in Jakarta. Right at the terminal where Laras got off the public transport first.

“Finally until too,” said Bu Yanti.

“Sir, you have to wait for us, yes! Tomorrow we will return to Lampung!”

“Iya, mom. Call my number if you want to go home, “ said the travel driver. “I will wait around this terminal.”

“Good, if so we go first,” said Bu Yanti. He and Anita immediately went to find lodging.

Long enough they walked and looked around, finally the mother and child saw a still open inn.

“Well! We minap at the inn tonight,” said Anita. He and his mother walked to the inn across the street.

When it arrived. “There can I help?” ask the hostess.

“There is still an empty room?” ask Anita.

“Oh, still! How many rooms do you want?” ask the waiter.

“One day, make tonight,” said Anita. “How much is the fare?” ask Anita later.

“Overnight, 500 thousand aja,” said the waiter.

“Ehh! Busett, last night 500 thousand?” ask Anita.

“Iya, 500 thousand,” said the waiter. “That's also if you want, if mbak and I don't want. You can find another place to stay overnight. After all, here are the cheapest inns.” Obviously that losmen.

“Iya, I want to. Than sleeping on the roadside!” Anita immediately took out her wallet, she took out a hundred thousand bills as much as five pieces from the wallet.

Finally, that night Bu Yanti and Anita stayed at a rainbow inn not far from Jakarta's trans terminal.

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