My husband loves my sister
Chapter 63

Me and Adrian arrived at my mother's house. It turned out that there were many neighbors who came.

My heart suddenly slipped. The mind is busy spelling out what is going on. The heart raced, it felt like my chest wanted to explode withstanding its roar.

I went into Mom's room. There seemed to be a closed mother.

"Anna," she says.

Spilled my tears saw the condition of my mother. "Why are you here, not in the hospital?" ask me with a hoarse voice.

Mom smiled and then shook her head slowly. His body really looked weak.

"Come to the hospital, Mom!" I held my mother's hand. Then my gaze turned to the figure of Mas Adrian standing at the door. The man walked in closer to me.

"Mas, come! Take me to the hospital, Mas." I let go of Mom's hand. Then banged on Mas Adrian's chest.

The annoyance and sadness mixed into one. I should be treated, not even here.

"Yes .. yes ..," said Mas Adrian. He let my hand continue to hit his chest without intending to hold back my hand movements.

Then, Mas Adrian's hand was raised and then stroked the tip of my head. I stroked my hair with my darling.

"Mas take mom first to the hospital yaa. We're calm."

Adrian grabbed me by my shoulder, drawing me closer to my mother.

Mas Adrian leaned face to mother's ear, whispering there. "We went to the hospital ... Ma."

Mom shakes.

"Let's gogot, Mas!" seruku shed tears.

A neighbor came in. "So it was taken there, but your mother asked to go home. All the tools did not enter his body, because he refused" he explained.

I sat on the lip of the bed, stroking those wrinkled hands.

"What do you want?" my many.

"I'm sorry mom .. forgive your sister." My mother's voice said sorry to me.

Ah, how I want to roar, seeing him helpless like this.

"Mom is no longer strong." His voice is getting smaller. Suddenly everything went quiet.

Darkened.

***

I opened my eyes, I could still feel my mother's hand on my head.

"Mother," hiss.

My eyes looked around, there was no one here. This room is empty.

"Mas" call me to Mas Adrian.

There is no lawfulness. "Mas" call me again.

There is still no lawfulness.

"Mas! Mama!" I screamed for two meaningful people in my life.

Adrian came in a hurry. Sweat in his temple. Her chest is kempis.

"Yes, Anna. What's up?" ask Mas Adrian. His hands are busy stroking my cheeks.

"Mother, where?" my many.

"Wanna go to mom's?"

I'll get off the bed immediately.

"Yes .. yes .. later Mas interracial," said Mas Adrian. His hands were busy holding my arms.

"I want to see Mom," my cynic.

Adrian led me out of the room. In the middle room there were many people. My body legs for a moment when I realized there was something there.

I ran, hugging the stiff body of my mother. Suddenly everything was back dark.

Gentle pats on the cheeks forced me to gather scattered consciousness.

"elena ... Anna ...."

A worried face with reddened eyes became the first sight I saw. The man seemed to be crying.

"Mas, crying?" many wonder. "Mother, where?"

"You're here, yeah .. don't come." Her voice is raucous. Mas Adrian's right hand wiped the tears that seemed to drip from both eyes.

"What does that mean?" I'm trying to get up. But my movements were held by the hand of Mas Adrian. "I want to see Mom, Mom. Move over!"

"No I allow it. You are weak and have fainted twice. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Where's mom?"

"Mother ... mother .. mother will be buried. We're just here."

"I want to see Mom, Mom. Promise not to faint again."

Adrian was flinching. Looked into both my eyes.

"I promise, Mom. I won't faint" beg him.

"alright. But if you feel weak or not strong immediately tell your husband," he said gently.

I watched my mother's funeral with a broken feeling.

***

This house, father's house. All the memories of our family were dancing in the head.

These tears will not stop flowing.

The sound of the door opening. Displaying a tall figure carrying trays.

"Eat, yes .. from yesterday do not eat. Just drinking milk. Remember, there's a fetus that needs to eat in your stomach." Mas Adrian put the tray on the nightstand. Then sit on the lip of the bed with a bowl in hand.

"Aaaa" he said with his mouth open. The status of a spoon of green bean porridge is still stuck in the air waiting for me to open my mouth. "Come on!"

I opened my mouth, chewing slowly.

Adrian leaned closer, his head in front of my stomach.

"I'm sorry, honey. Mama no longer has appetite. Say the same Mama ate a lot of ya, pity adek in the stomach. Starving." Then Adrian kissed my stomach.

After that, the man again bribed me

I stroked the flat stomach. There was a feeling of guilt infiltrating his chest. These two days, I didn't notice the fetus in this belly.

How could I be negligent towards him?

"Printer ...." Adrian patted my head, a smile on both lips. "The food's over."

I was like a little boy who was fed and then got compliments because my food ran out.

My lips pursed. Makes Mas Adrian laugh.

"Where are you going?" ask Mas Adrian while cleaning cutlery.

"Not going anywhere, Mom. Just want to eat a green apple," I replied slowly.

"You want to get to the rock?" tanyanya gently.

I nodded, not wanting to go anywhere. "Buy in front, Mom."

"alright. I buy it now, yeah ...."

"Mas, can Alina's number be reached?"

"Not yet."

I took a long breath. Repeatedly calling Alina's number is off. Until I asked the neighbor to call her. Still not active. Where did my sister go?

"We'll just wait. You sent him a message, didn't you?"

"Yes, already, ' I nodded.

Adrian stepped out. Then I followed his broad steps towards the kitchen.

This house is completely quiet. However, every room seemed to have a shadow of mother. In the kitchen, it looks like the mother is cooking.

In the living room, my mom was watching television

In the living room, mom was sweeping.

In the front yard, I was cleaning up the weeds. Pull it out until it's noiseless.

"Mother ...." My lips are shaking calling out his name. My tears were back to wet my cheeks.

Losing a much loved one makes me fragile again. It was as if time had passed so quickly, when all seemed to have just passed yesterday. Now the story of mother lives the story.

"Mother ...." Suddenly my body was empty. Then hurry to find a handle. I leaned on the sofa and sat there.

Alina will definitely regret not seeing mom's face one last time. Somehow describe my race to her.

I wanted to hit him as much as possible, to be aware of the attitude he had taken.

He really crossed the line.

The door of the living room opened, revealing a figure that I had been thinking about.

Alina came with Bang David.

I don't know which force made my body strong. I walked closer to Alina.

Then, one loud slap landed on the woman's smooth cheek.

"Basic is useless. Wherever you are, the number is off!" I'm beaver.

"Sorry, sister," said Alina. One hand rubbed his reddened cheek. "I changed the number."

I glared in disbelief for reasons that seemed contrived.

"Sorry, Anna. We're late." Bang David's voice, he stepped closer.

"Stop! I don't care if you come or not. I only care about this woman. How could he be a bad boy. What's my mother's fault, huh?!"

I slapped him once again.

I want to get that hair. I can't control my emotions.

"elena ... Anna's. Relax, remember your condition." Adrian hugged me from behind. "You enter. Anna's not stable."

There were steps away from us.

Then I turned to cry in the arms of Mas Adrian.