Rahman Bin Rahimah
Chapter ⁇ again

𝑷𝑶𝑽 𝑹𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒉.

After the silence of Mas Abdar and ended with me retorting to silence him, until there was a silent quarrel between me and Mas Abdra for a day. However, now we have made up, of course after he apologized to me first.

Actually until now there is still a sense of annoyance, anger, and sadness mixed into one on Mas Abdar. I also had time to wonder with his attitude that suddenly acted cold like that.

However, apparently there is a very strong reason why Mas Abdar can be like that. Out of my estimation, he was jealous of me and Indra, one of my high school friends. Hihihi, jealousy!

The first reaction I felt at that time was surprise, but since I was being carried away by mixed feelings to make me cry without being prevented, it became disguised. However, my heart warmed and mellowed as I entered the pact.

Why become mellow? I don't know, I don't know either. However, I am very excited about Mas Abdar's feelings like that for me. That means, Mas Abdar loves me very much, and I certainly won't waste it.

As it is now. We were sitting cross-legged on the bed with me helping Mas Abdar apply eucalyptus oil, and painstakingly I kneaded his shoulders and nape.

Kasian did see Mas Abdar who always vomited in the middle of the night like this, but how else.

We checked him into the hospital and was immediately treated by the best doctor in the hospital, and the results obtained were ... Mas Abdar is fine. The visit to the hospital was also the origin of the quarrel occurred, when we accidentally met Indra who was on service at that time.

Surprised also by the results of the examination of the opposite doctor. He said Mas Abdar is fine, but what is going on right now? Mas Abdar is not okay.

"Where, Mas ... already feel good?" my question while slightly tilting his head towards his face straight ahead with his eyes closed.

"Yes, honey. I'm good," slowly his eyelids opened while looking at me.

We looked at each other, and without command we smiled faintly. I was still massaging his nape, when Mas Abdar's hand was raised and gently rubbed my cheek.

"Love, help me, baby," I smiled and nodded faintly before I finally blushed in embarrassment, as Mas Abdar suddenly landed a kiss on my lips.

I was about to pull away, but quickly Mas Abdar turned around and cupped both of my cheeks. This time not just one kiss on the lips, but on the entire surface of my face. I, who was always ashamed of every treatment, became even more ashamed.

Ah, Mas Abdar. I can't be angry with him for too long. Proven at this time. All the feelings that still stuck in my heart just peeled off, along with myself who flew away.

"Hahaha, your cheeks are red baby."

I hid my face behind my palm when I heard what Mas Abdar had just said. It feels hot indeed, and I admit it is true.

Mas Abdar grabbed the head of my wrist and pulled it. There was a tug-of-war, because I held it so that my face would stay protected from her gaze. However, I gave up immediately when the sound of the bus was so soft.

"Honey," call him friendly.

I was bowed when my hand was far from the surface of my face, and the big wide hand belonging to Mas Abdar directly held my chin.

"Look at me" whispered Mas Abdar to me.

I slowly puffed up and stared at the pitch-black bead that radiated happiness, just like I felt right now.

"Mas was so grateful to have met you back then. And I'm sorry I hurt you in the first place" suddenly those eyes turned sad.

"You even have to struggle raising our own child without me by your side. I'm really mean to you and Rahman. And perhaps this is also a recompense from God to, Matt."

I was initially swept away by the sad face of Mas Abdar. Instantly frowned, as he heard his last sentence.

"What reason, Mom?" manya curious.

Mas Abdar clucked with a slight sulk, and it even made me hold back a smile.

"Why the hell, how does it frown? But really, Mas .. I don't understand the same reply you mean," I said honestly as I rubbed his cheek, hoping he didn't lash again.

"That was, just now ..," said Mas Abdar still upset.

"Should it?" I frowned until I was silent. Remembering what happened Mas Abdar meant.

Instantly I laughed, breaking the silence that had been created. In contrast to Mas Abdar, who immediately looked at me sharply.

"Sorry" I said, stopping the laughter.

However, it was only a moment of captivity, because I who tried to hide the laughter with a smile instead made me laugh again, it was small.

"Tau ah," Mas Abdar immediately lay down and rolled himself in a blanket.

"Hehe, sorry Mas. I don't mean to laugh at you, but it's your theory that makes me laugh" I persuaded as I unfolded the blanket.

But, it's very difficult. Mas Abdar held it so tight, that I couldn't open it. I paused for a moment to look at the blanket that hid my husband's gallant body. Until finally an idea just came up.

"Yes already if Mas, feel rich that way. Mending I slept in an empty room" I slowly turned around and was about to get out of bed.

Suddenly, the blanket opened. Even to fall to the floor, because it was thrown due to a very fast opening movement.

One of my feet was on the white marble floor with absurd lines when a hand grabbed me and made me fall.

"Where are you going, you?" as fast as lightning Mas Abdar was already on top of my body, locking the movement with both of my hands held in his left and right side parallel to my head.

"You go to sleep" I casually replied not intimidated.

"Where to sleep?" mas Abdar asked.

"In an empty room," I held back a laugh, wanting that my lure had managed to get him out of the blanket.

"No way," Mas Abdar's voice was very firm.

"Why not," I challenged while trying to escape. Nmun, still can not, and I gave up also resigned to this situation.

"Because this is our room."

"But Mas was upset with me again, so mending me yesterday myself first."

"Where are you, not upset? I was lamenting myself for vomiting every night. But you, even mated," remember Mas Abdar back upset, and I again giggled amusedly.

"How can I not laugh, Mom? Time of vomiting .., you take punishment from God? There is, the punishment of God is severe, Mas. Like ... get hit by a car or train. Continuing to be deformed, comatose, or shot rich while Mas was in Malayasia and just as I wanted to marry the same-" I gasped as Mas Abdar's hand now smothered my mouth slowly.

"Don't say his name" said Mas Abdar, who I replied with a nod.

"Now you must account for your guilt, for bringing him among us."

Instantly I chuckled as Mas Abdar straightened his body while taking off his clothes, and instantly silenced my mouth with--, ah forget it.

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