Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
It's like Ricko

Unexpectedly, the passing of Mas Radit made me realize that he actually meant so much to my heart. With just one kiss at a glance I miss half to death. Not infrequently a dumb bolster is the target of my longing, it's just that he doesn't know, I'm ashamed.

The ringing of the phone has always been the most important note to me, the voice of Mas Radit being the singing of shahdu that catapulted my race. I want him to come home quickly when it's only four months.

"Hello Sweetie."

That's how she calls me baby. The first time I heard it made me want to go overboard, it was ridiculous!

"What are you doing?" I asked to look at his handsome face on the mobile screen, assuming he was near me.

"Thinking of you, dear." she replied smiling sweetly.

"As like this dreadlocks, lest his girlfriend be much?"

"Haha..." She laughs.

I began to suspect, my race was getting more demanding. Unsurprisingly jealous will also follow if there is a lighter. The more the day he gets handsome.

"Darling, Papa said you'd start work?" ask Mas Radit seriously.

"Yes, at Papa's company. I'm going to study while I wait for Mas Radit to come home."

"Oh yeah, is it really tired of waiting any minute? It's not long. Waiting for you for years, or say you'll last a lifetime." She showed off her sweet smile again. I miss imagining being kissed that day.

"I'm not as patient as you are, I don't want to wait long." I answered deliberately, how to know he came home soon.

"Yes, then learn to work, soon I'll be home and we'll be married." so did the promise.

Why did I realize that I also love Mas Radit, not Mas Ricko. I should have married Mas Radit from the beginning.

Ah, yes. I remember Mas Ricko. Last time he dealt with Papa and went to jail for a few weeks, I heard he was fired from his job.

In vain all our struggles which all started from Zero. In the end Mas Ricko also had to start again from zero with Dila. What I'm sure is that Dila's stomach is getting bigger, even though I don't know how old she is.

I who really want to conceive Mas Ricko's child even always lost my baby, while they are so easy to have children and Dila content is fine. I was so afraid to imagine how I would go about my marriage with Mas Radit.

"San!"

The voice of my friend made me look.

when I entered Papa's office area.

"Kiki, long time no see."

"Well, I've been busy." she answered with me.

"Busily dating Andy?" manya tease him. He chuckles.

"Where's Mas Radit?" kiki asked casually, but it was surprising to me.

"Cochen Radit?" I'm a little upset. I'm jealous dong!

"Hehe, I met him at the time. He said he was busy with divorcee Elu with Ricko." he grinned Horse.

"Yes, he's back at work." I replied, I deliberately took Kiki to the cafeteria, I haven't had time to eat breakfast.

"Lu's getting ready to be the leader now?" kiki asked looking at me, then looked at the five-story building next to us.

"Learn Ki, at most later Mas Radit who replace Papa." I replied sure.

"But you've got you." He brought the warm milk between the canteen moms closer.

"Yes! But it's not all mine, it's got your cousins too. Papa's gonna join your Uncle."

"My uncle?" kiki looked at me in wonder.

"Yes, Mas Radit said he was your brother, whose son had dated Mas Ricko."

"illness?" ask me, thinking that Papa must know that his friend is sick.

"Yes, Danu has been sick for a long time. And now San's bad, he's in the hospital again" Kiki said again.

"Which hospital is Ki?" ask again.

"Bhayangkara Hospital. His brother Danu is the head of the hospital there."

I nodded hearing it. Maybe I should take Papa to see Papa's business partner.

"Well, I'm full." Kiki moved after finishing her breakfast.

"Aren't I just Ki?" I asked because I had to work.

"No ah, I have a promise with Andy" he replied winking.

As long as they have made a promise, Love does not make people know time. I smile at myself imagining how much Mas Radit loves me. I want him to come home and see you soon.

"Good morning, Miss Susan." said a Papa employee. I replied with a nodding smile.

The company already has two branches in other areas, some oil palm plantations and has thousands of employees, from factory workers to core employees. Papa owns a 65% stake and the rest belongs to Om Danu, the father of Clara.

I heard my door open.

"Papa" said I smiled to see Papa visit my room.

"Hows it? Is this fitting?" tanya Papa looked at my desk also around my room which had just been renovated so that I was comfortable.

"It's been very comfortable Papa." I smiled as I moved, taking Papa to sit on the sofa.

"Does Radit still call you often?" tanya Papa patted the back of my hand that hugged her arm.

"Yes, this morning Mas Radit called me."

Papa smiled happily, I think Papa was also impatient to marry me and Mas Radit.

"It won't be long, he'll be home soon" replied Papa again looking at me.

"Oh, yes Pa. Kiki said that Om Danu was very sick, he was in the hospital."

"Papa knows, that's why Papa wants to take you."

"OKAY. We'd better leave now, Pa."

"Yes." Yeah." Papa nodded.

Just a few tens of minutes to the hospital where Om Danu was treated, we reached the courtyard of the army hospital.

"Mang Udin, please get it." Papa ordered, then Mang Udin took the fruit parcel that has been neatly packed. I brought.

"Assalamualaikum Danu." said Papa when we entered the nursery room of Om Danu, the old man looked weak. He looked up and answered slowly.

"This is my daughter Danu, we came to see how you are doing." Papa introduced me.

"How are you Om?" I bowed a little, smiling. But Om Danu's face didn't return my smile. He watched my face for a little while, until the door of the room was opened.

The sound of small footsteps running while shouting, the girl passed me and immediately grabbed Om Danu's hand.

"Grandfather...!" his typical call sounds a girl's cry.

I noticed the girl, wearing a cute Skirt, her hair straight black in the two pigtails, her delicate little hands adorable. What makes my heart beat is....

His face looks like Ricko.