Pursuing the Love of Husband
chapter 143 (S2 )

After the dawn prayer, Ratna cleaned her clothes and put them in a bag. He planned to go to the city at seven in the morning, along with his neighbors who were also going to the city.

"Are you ready, son?" Asked the mother who appeared in front of Ratna's room door.

"Yes,bu. Says Bude Nani, leaving at seven."

"Ooh, yeah. Better with bude Nani alone let you be safe on the road. Later do not have to ask for delivery to your husband's house yes, it's not good if it's too troublesome."

"Yes, mother."

"Now you have breakfast first, mom has cooked your favorite vegetables anyway." mother said then immediately passed leaving Ratna in the room alone.

An hour later Ratna had prepared in front of the house so that Bude Nani would no longer need to call her.

Shortly thereafter Bude Nani called him. After saying goodbye to his father and mother, Ratna then climbed into Nani's bude car.

"What area is your husband's house in, Ratna?" ask Bude.

"Hhmm, on XX1 street, bude." replied Ratna's origin because she also did not pay attention to Romi's home address.

"Oohh, then bude anter get there." bude bargain.

Ratna nodded quickly. "No need, dude. I'm down at the terminal." refused Ratna smooth.

"Why, why?"

Hhmm, I have no reason to be unsuspecting. I don't want to go back to Romi's bang house. Batin. "Hhm, it's okay, dude. Me,hmm. I'm gonna drop by his office first."

"Oh, then let the bude anter to your husband's office!"

Ratna immediately swallowed her coarse salivation. How'this?

They're silent again. Ratna resigned when Nani's bude car drove towards Romi's office.

"That's your husband's office, Ratna? It's great you have a rich man's husband. Bude pray that your husband can walk again and you soon get a baby." Bude Nani prayer sincere.

Ratna just smiled faintly. Only her father and mother know the secret of why Ratna could marry Romi.

Nani's bude car stopped in front of Romi's office. The office inside the nine-story building stood firmly in the middle of the city. Ratna hurriedly got out of the car after saying goodbye to Bude Nani and her family.

"We just take it here, Ratna, "bude Nani said when Ratna got out of the car.

"Yes, dude it's okay. Thank you so much for giving me a ride, " said Ratna.

Nani's car left Ratna alone. After the bude car was out of sight, Ratna hurriedly left before anyone recognized her.

Ratna then boarded a taxi that happened to pass in front of her.

"Where are you going, mash it?" ask the taxi driver.

"Hhmm, just walk first, sir." replied Ratna confused.

Hhhh, Ratna took a heavy breath. Where am I going? Oh yes, to the boarding house of Wati only. I hope there is still something empty.

"Sir, we go to GG road, yes." pinta Ratna on the driver's pack. Taxi cars also drove to GG road.

Almost an hour, Ratna just got to the boarding house Wati. "Hhh, fortunately the money from Aaron is still there, I can use it to pay for the boarding and eat a few days. I'll find a job." murmured Ratna.

Ratna got out of the taxi after paying her fare. He then walked several houses to reach the boarding houses he had met when he first came to the city.

"I lived here for a while while looking for work." he murmured.

Ratna then opened the gate. After almost a year he's never been there, it's a little different. The hostel room looks like it's just been repainted.

"Ratna. . ." Suddenly someone called her name.

Ratna immediately turned her head, "Bu Wati?"

"Ratna, where have you been?"

"I work, mom."

"Ooh,"

"Mom, is there still an empty room?" ratna asked as she spread her gaze to the boarding rooms.

"You want to host it here again, huh?"

"Currently, a few days ago someone had just moved in. Come on, mother deliver."

Ratna then followed Wati's footsteps to the boarding room. Simple boarding room with three by four meters size with bathroom inside. Ratna came in and checked the room.

"I want to, mom. How many months?"

"For you, mother give me the old price. Seven hundred a month." said Ms. Wati.

Ratna smiled. "Thank you, mom. I live right now ya." said Ratna while handing red banknotes with seven sheets.

"Yes, please. I stay first." said Wati and then immediately out of Ratna's room.

Ratna closed the door to her room and went to the bathroom. After the bathroom, Ratna lay down on the bed.

"What is Romi doing? It seems like he really doesn't remember me anymore." murmured Ratna. Ratna was getting busy with her own thoughts.

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Aaron is on his way to Ratna village. At one o'clock in the afternoon, he had already reached the border of the village. Not long after, Aaron arrived at the door of Ratna's house. The house looks empty.

"What's sister Ratna doing, huh?" muttered Aaron.

Aaron knocked on Ratna's door. After a few beats, no one opens the door.

"Who's looking, son?" suddenly Ratna's mother greeted from the side of the house.

"Hmm, mum. I'm looking for Ratna's brother, ma'am." Aaron explained.

"Oh,Ratna, yeah. I went to town this morning. She said she wanted to go home to her husband." explained Ratna's mother.

Aaron rounded his eyes. "Are you sure Ratna's coming home?"

"Yes. He was leaving with a neighbor who was also going to the city."

"Hmm, good mom. Thanks for the info." said Aaron.

Aaron reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone and tried to contact Ratna but Ratna's phone was off.

"Not active yet? Where is Brother Ratna? Ah, let's hope he's home." murmured Aaron.

Aaron calls his housekeeper, but Ratna is not home yet. "Cock hasn't got home yet?"

Aaron went back to his car. During the trip home, Aaron several times tried to call Ratna number but still not active.

"You know just how much Romi is." he muttered and immediately contacted his brother.

Tuuuttt. . .

"Hallo."

"Bang, brother Ratna is not in his village."

"His mother said that Ratna's sister left for the city this morning, to our house. I called aunty earlier, she said Ratna wasn't home."

"Where do I know,bang."

"Handphonenya can not be contacted."

"But! Bang. . . ! How in matiin anyway." annoyed Aaron.

Where is Ratna? Doesn't he want to go home anymore. I hope my mind is wrong. . .

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