The Injured
New Atmosphere

Time keeps moving forward. The sadness began to go from Echa's heart. It took him almost a year to forget his son who had been gone for good. Without being able to see Echa or decap.

Radit and Echa are leaving for London in a week. Where Radit was stationed there. Radit asks Echa to come with him. Leave the mansion here the assistants who take care of it. Practical efforts, which have just begun again, Radit entrusts to his best friend. As well as the cafe that is just starting to be crowded there is Word that takes care of it. The cafe now belongs not only to Radit, but also to Radit's friends. Firman, Dani and Lala planted shares there.

"You don't mind, do you?" Radit hugs his wife from behind as Echa closes the suitcase containing their needs.

"A wife is obliged to follow her husband wherever she goes." Radit's smile curved up perfectly.

Tonight is their last night in Canberra. Echa chose to enjoy the night sky on the balcony of the room. With Radit's hand that never left hugging his wife.

"This is the answer to our son's departure" Radit said as he placed his chin on Echa's shoulder.

Echa rubbed Radit's cheek very gently. "God doesn't want us to take care of our children in this kind of moving place" Echa said.

Radit kissed his wife's cheek lovingly. They will restart their lives in a different country. May the country perfect the life of Radit and Echa.

During the day Radit and Echa had left for the airport. Before leaving, there is a newness created in Radit's magnificent house. Both of her domestic assistants cried because they did not want to part with the employer.

"When we have time, you will definitely play here" Radit said.

Radit's hand didn't let go of Echa's. The two hands are tied to each other like a newlywed. Radit is too possessive to take his wife out.

Long time they traveled, arrived already Radit in the apartment he had rented.

"Sorry, the apartment is small." Echa just smiled.

"It's okay, Ay."

Echa wants to tidy up the suitcase containing her luggage, but is prevented by Radit.

"I want to try it here." Echa's eyes are in disbelief. While Radit has touched the sensitive part of Echa makes Echa carried away.

"Dad." The voice of the raucous Echa signified his body heating up.

Radit immediately brought the wife's body to bed. Playing around again there makes Echa unable to serve the stimulation of the husband.

"Darling ...."

While being at the peak of pleasure, the sound of the phone bothers them both. Radit wants to slam his wife's cell phone . Moreover, the one who contacted Echa was Arya. If, with regards to the family, Echa would immediately answer him. Radit was just upset.

"Well, I think it's been a process of stirring," taunted Arya for seeing a red mark on Echa's neck.

Echa's face looks so embarrassed that she raises her blanket up to the neck making Arya laugh.

"Make more than one child. Let's not be the ingredients of the seizure of two grandfathers who do not want to relent," continued Arya.

"Ready Om. Just first, yeah. Again take responsibility." Now, Radit's taking over Echa's phone. Then deadly.

Activities that should achieve enjoyment should even be paused for a while. This couple continued what should have been done.

Different countries are also different atmosphere, that is what is felt by Echa. But he has to adapt. After all, Echa would be out of the house with Radit. The rest is just in the apartment.

Tonight their bodies are still bathed in sweat due to heavy exercise in bed. Echa lays her head on her husband's shoulder.

"You know, I'm not pregnant yet, we're processing a baby tube, yeah," said Echa.

"We try first and wait for the next few months. Your uterus is healthy and my condition is also healthy. If, in the next year has not been given as well, then we're programming baby tubes." Echa smiled with her arms around her husband's waist.

It's been a year since the miscarriage. However, Echa has no signs of pregnancy. The menstrual cycle is still going well.

"The most important thing is that you eat a healthy diet and exercise." Radit kissed Echa's forehead very deeply.

Three years more married, not to have children will definitely be a sneer if you are in the country +62. Different from in other countries. They seem to not care about their surroundings. Each life they live. There is a benefit to Echa. His ears and heart were calm and peaceful.

During the day that is not too hot, Echa wants rujak. That feeling of wanting is very unusual. However, he realized he was in a land of people. Are there any local ranchers in London? Echa chose to shut up and play her phone.

Echa can only swallow saliva when it sees good food. "It looks good" said Echa.

"What's so good, honey?" Radit's voice made Echa a little surprised. Radit walked towards her with his sweet smile.

"What do you want to eat?" radit asked as he rubbed Echa's head.

"I want to go" he replied.

Radit scrunched his forehead. It was not usual for his wife to want such food.

"It seems hard to find a rujak here, Yang."

"Yes, I know," replied Echa weakened.

Radit hugged his wife and stroked her hair. "We buy the material, I will make it. I'm still home by noon." A smile on Echa's face.

After Radit and Echa are ready, they go to a store that sells Indonesian food products. Echa looks bad when taking existing Indonesian food. He did not see how much it cost, most importantly his favorite food went into the basket.

As Radit's husband would never have banned. Especially his wife was happy. Even if Echa spends her money on shopping she won't question. The happiness of the wife is number one.

When satisfied shopping and they arrived home, Radit immediately took out the ingredients to make a ramjak assisted by Echa.

Echa eyes sparkle to see a spice that is full of chili seeds. His saliva was eager to drip.

"That's really bad, Yang," said Radit.

In the mouth of Echa the spice does not taste spicy. It's even very enjoyable. One bowl of sambal and one plate of fruit is not left. Seeing his wife like a starving man made Radit shake his head.

"Aren't you eating that?" Radit's hand was wiping the sweat off Echa's forehead.

"Udah, but I just want to eat a lot of food."

"Yes, but not often. Later your stomach hurts," said Radit.

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