Rice Shell For My Husband
Chapter 18

Aisyah shed her tears looking at Rima's condition which showed no awareness, hoping for a miracle for her friend. The Qur'an is again stored in a bag that is always carried, gently rubbing the head of Rima who has not yet opened his eyes. 

"Rima, wakeup! What you're going through is wrong, you should have shared with me." Once again the clear hair wet the Aisyah veil, she was very sad about what Rima was facing. He knows what it is like to lose an unborn child, especially because the actions of the husband are very painful, become a birth and inner burden. 

Aisyah knew very well how Rima was so eager to maintain the child she was carrying, seen from her very clear persistence. He grabbed a weak, helpless soft hand, grasping it encouraged giving vigor. 

"You're not Rima alone, I'm here. Come back.don't make me sad about your condition." Said Aisyah who accidentally dripped a clear circle on the poor woman's arm. 

While on the other hand, Rima again felt calm because she did not hear the sound that burned her body. Breath that stung quickly set by him, very curious why from earlier shouted the voice increasingly do not know the origin.

Not knowing why he could feel his arm being pierced by a clear feather, immediately raised his head in search of the source. Surely he increasingly does not understand what really happened to him and how the origin of the voice sounds clear. "There are people who read the Qur'an, and that voice is not foreign." Monologue while thinking and just remember if the voice belongs to his friend named Aisyah. 

"I can't possibly misidentify, that's the voice of my friend Aisyah." Slowly his memory of the veiled woman appears, he is trapped in another world without having a definite purpose. 

Wush!

A flash of black shadow instantly smashed onto his body until it fell, feeling an extremely strong urge and searching for the source with a wail. Rima was so scared when the attack hit him that a mouthful of fresh blood came out of his mouth. 

Uhuk

"Who are you? Show yourself that you're brave." Rima was very angry with what he received. 

Slowly a black shadow began to form into a beautiful woman with two ladies behind as minions, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the beautiful woman before him wearing royal clothes while looking at him cynically as well as sharply. 

"What was my fault until you attacked me? I don't even recognize you." Rima tried to give the best impression, asking the reason behind his attack. 

"Stay away from Darma's kang mas, he's my fiancee." 

Deg

Rima felt her heart ache after hearing the words of the beautiful woman before her, but immediately recovered the expression of shock as before.

"Darma's betrothed?" 

"Yes, I am Sekar Sari from the southern kingdom. This is not your place, and kang mas Darma is not your husband either. Get out of here and don't ruin our soon-to-be-titled marriage, I'm a woman and you're a woman don't be a wrecker." Obviously princess Sekar Sari who reminded. 

"How is it? I really don't know how to get out of here." Rima's heart again swallowed the disappointment and deep sadness of feeling this point directed at Darma, thinking why her magical husband would not allow her out of the room. 

"Eh, is it that easy for you to back off?" Sekar Sari linked the two eyebrows wondering why Rima could succumb so easily, then she would not attack the poor woman either.

Rima nodded her sad head, slowly her memory returned after the holy verse of the Qur'an was heard by her. She shed tears as she recalled her miscarriage from her own husband Arman, and how the man she loved brought another woman into their household into a third person. He did not want his unfortunate fate to be felt by other women too, giving up and returning home was the best decision from him. 

"I just want to go home and please forgive me for accidentally snatching Darma away from you." Scars of sorrow also regret appeared simultaneously, slightly lowering his face for having become the third person. 

"It is good that if you want to go home, I will find a way to get you back to your realm. You shouldn't be here, let alone the scent of your body being able to be easily detected by other creatures." 

Rima shuddered in horror, her originally only holding a grudge and avenging it through crotch rice for her human husband made her trapped until this far. "I don't want to be here, I want to go home." 

Sekar Sari who was showing anger instantly turned into a beautiful smile, she felt relieved if her Darma returned in her arms. "Please wait here, and don't say anything about my existence." 

"All right, I'll keep my mouth shut." 

Sekar Sari decided to disappear in one blink of an eye followed by two of her minions, Rima heaved a sigh of relief if she was going home soon. 

"Yes, my actions are correct. This isn't my world and I don't want to be an actor either, it hurts a lot when I'm a victim." Mumbled slowly. 

Darma who was about to enter the room of his human wife accidentally smelled the scent left behind from Sekar Sari, he immediately went inside and confirmed it. Rima looks dreamy, smiling when the woman survived. 

"She!" call Darma gently. 

Rima was a little afraid of approaching, so she chose to take a few steps back as Darma approached her. 

"What's wrong? Why is Dinda away from me?" 

"I'm so tired." Elak Rima who was not immediately in Darma's belief, in an instant he began to understand what had just happened. 

"Did Sekar Sari come here and say something?" he said firmly and pressed the sentence as the word interrogation. 

"No." 

"Don't lie, I'll see you, won't I?" 

"Don't you, who's Sekar?" Rima began to break out in cold sweat and walked backwards, but could not continue when he felt the force restrain and lock his movements. 

"I know you're lying." Darma accidentally saw the drops of blood on the floor and also in Rima's mouth, he clenched his hands with a gaze full of anger. "Strongly attacked you?" 

"No."

"Rima, be honest." Press Darma who keeps pressing his human wife. 

Rima was silent, her hope of returning home was dependent on the princess Sekar Sari, it was impossible if she was honest even though Darma continued to force her. 

Darma felt futile and did not find the answer, he immediately came out of the room using the power of the wind very quickly certainly looking for the existence of Sekar Sari, his fiancee the result of an arranged marriage.