Om Pamungkas
of course not

Yunda was seen walking hurriedly towards the cashier's desk,

" Rats?!" call her hard, until the whole cafe looks at her.

" Trink your voice?!" Ratih glared, his eyes looked puffy.

" Lho? you why?" Yunda looked at Ratih's face carefully.

" I'm fine, what are you hunting so?" Ratih did not want to talk about the problem.

" It's true you're okay, don't you?" Yunda hesitated, though,

" don't do what?" I waited for Yunda to speak.

" I heard.. Arga went to the hospital," whispered Yunda,

Ratih sighed softly,

" Why did you tell me I had nothing to do with it." said Ratih annoyed.

" Hear first, the problem is that he's in the hospital, not because he's sick..?"

" then?"

" if his mother said it was a collision, then,

but the maid said she was finished in beating people up?"

Ratih's eyes widened,

" in the hit people?" ask her with a soft voice.

Yunda nodded, though,

" this is not Rat's gossip, I heard it from a trusted mouth.." Yunda.

Ratih was silent, I don't know what thoughts suddenly attacked him.

" I told you what, let him feel, that's his karma!" Yunda was happy but also anxious.

" if you know when that happened, Yun?" tanya Ratih arrived, her gaze unfocused.

" There hasn't been a week like the rat, either four or five days ago.."

" his clock?"

" well.where do I know, let me ask you again later on my reliable source.." Yunda grimaced, he looked delighted to hear the bad news of Arga. Different from Rutih,

there was not the slightest smile on his face, which looked even riled up and scared.

Of course Ratih was afraid, what if the perpetrator of the beating turned out to be her husband.

Perhaps, if the two did not fight last night, Ratih would never think that it could have been done by her husband.

Well, who knows, let alone the wound on the back of the hand that has been for days?.

Ratih clenched his lips, he was anxious, not the Arga he was worried about,

but her husband,

What if it is, and what if the problem is long,

what's gonna happen?.

Train's hunting to meet Hendra at the workshop,

Although his brother was busy working, he pulled him into a room that is usually used by the ultimate.

" My husband? what exactly did my husband do? what's with the wound on his hand?" tanya Ratih faced her brother who wore an old ash-colored catelpak.

" Where do I know, he's come here already so, why?" Hendra asked back, though,

" have he hit anyone? is that a wound because he hit people?"

Hendra did not answer, however,

" men should know?!" tugut Ratih's.

" It should be, yes" replied Hendra quietly,

" should it?" rejang Ratih did not believe his brother had just said this.

" You should also be sensitive as his wife,

I don't know who he's beating, though,

clearly he was still filled with anger when he came here,"

" just shut up?"

" i didn't shut up, he refused to take me to the hospital, so I called Sekar?"

" I'm your sister? and I'm his wife? Why is he called Sekar?!"

" because it forbids me to tell you?!"

" why when I ask you to be quiet?!"

" because I don't know what's really going on?!" both even fought.

" You're here to ask me to fight? not tired? last night fighting with my husband? now with your brother?" hendra's tone decreased, she let out a heavy sigh and put away her emotions.

" You shouldn't have met your ex-husband without your husband's knowledge" Hendra said,

Ratih was shocked by Hendra's words, not defending or mediating, Ratih instead felt blamed.

" I didn't meet intentionally? do you think I want to meet him?!"

" why did it happen twice?"

Ratih was silent, he was confused as to how to explain.

" You should have avoided it, not even served it to talk, let alone carry the baby?

I want to defend you, but the fact that you are less strict that resulted in your husband misunderstanding?!

She doesn't feel like you appreciate it?!"

" i'm not being honest because I'm afraid there's going to be a bigger problem? not because I like meeting Arga??" rebuttal Ratih.

" Don't be right what you say? You still love her?,

don't don't you waver when he hands the baby over to you?

I heard her mother also came and begged you,

so you can go back to Arga and take good care of her daughter?"

Ratih wasn't happy to hear that,

" Where's the bullshit?!" rahat's eyes are glassy.

" I don't think that's bullshit, seeing you being indecisive and twisted like this I must be angry too?!"

" i'm not slintutan!"

" well, you're a whimper, you're meeting people who shouldn't be worth meeting anymore?!"

" why am I being blamed?"

" are you mature enough, coach?!"

" but I'm a regular human?!" jolt Ratih, though,

makes Hendra stunned.

Suddenly Hendra realized that he had been too pressuring his sister,

" mas know it's true that I'm not very confident married to Pam, om,

from the beginning I felt unworthy of om which for me was perfect..

I always try to be mature and wise when being the ultimate mistress in the office,

I acted like the most confident woman because my education was no less than any other,

but after I got home, I went back to my doubts,

Many women look at my husband with curiosity and interest,

Unlike Arga, my jealousy is more stabbing now,

so how could I not look at my husband??"

Hendra hugged his sister,

" then why aren't you being honest with your husband?"

" because my husband wouldn't just shut up if he knew,

I'm not being honest because it's hard on Arga,

I'm not being honest because I'm afraid my husband's in trouble,

And if that happens, then I'll blame myself?"

Hendra nodded, now that he understood the mind of Ratih, women's thoughts were sometimes difficult to understand his complaints in the heart, he stroked his sister's back, calmed her.

" So you're not going back to Arga?" ask hendra slowly,

" of course not..!" answer Ratih firmly.