
Praya moved irregularly on his bed, his body covered with blankets to the limit of the neck, his hands firmly grasped the tip of the blanket he was wearing. Cold sweat was clearly visible on his pale face.
"Don't stay in Praya, mah" Praya chased the hooded woman whose face was not clear.
"pah, Praya please come back, Praya is afraid to live alone in this cruel world" said Praya they ignored, there were two women, they joined hands, they joined hands, laughing without knowing the hysterical Praya behind them, Praya sat down, sobbing
"Praya wants to come with you" Praya screamed and woke up from his sleep.His breath was wheezing, his eyes were perfectly rounded, in his eyes around him, he just realized it was just a dream.
Praya changed his position to sit, his tears really came down when he dreamed earlier, his chest felt tight.
"you where, Praya himself here, why do you have the heart to throw Praya and the Praya biarin live a rich kara gini "Praya drowned his face between the folds of his knees.
"what Praya is a child that you do not want until you have the heart to throw Praya, Praya never asked to be born"
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Praya has not fully recovered, he still has a fever, Praya also works forced to use a jacket to reduce the cold.no holiday word for Mega, mbak, Praya was told to work even though he said he was sick.
"Praya, you asked for coffee for Mr. Bara" Praya nodded, his face pale, he immediately headed for the kitchen to make the company's leader his favorite coffee.
Praya throbbing temple massage, actually this is the first day he comes the month, Praya is like that every monthly guest it comes.
"excuse me" ember just a glance then focus again with his laptop, Praya approached and he put a coffee order Bara on his desk.
"how many times have I told you that if I'm with Dista, never call me!" Raise his voice at the end of the sentence.
"sorry mas, I don't know who else to call other than ka-" has not finished Praya's speech, Bara immediately cut it, not at all he lifted his face.
"stop acting like it is, Praya. I am indeed your husband, but only for in bed, no more, you understand!"
"yes mas, I understand, I promise I will not disturb your time again, already yes let go of my hands, mas" ema did not agree, he just tighten his grip that makes Praya endure pain.
"after my time, I want to work" Bara looked up, only to realize that the face of his young wife was pale
"your face is pale, are you sick?" Praya.
"no mas, I'm an obstacle, so it's normal" Bara did not let go of Praya's hand, the man stood in front of Praya at the touch of his wife's forehead.
"you're sick, Praya. Why don't you take a break, you want to be a hotshot, huh!' earlier Praya thought Bara would be nice or just ask the news, but the man actually scolded him, Praya's hand he released by throwing until the hand hit the corner of his table.
"auu mas, sick! you're all right" Praya rubbed her aching part of her hand.
"wait for me in front of the Office road, I'll drive you home"
"no mas, I want to work, I'm not papa" Praya has turned around but again his steps are restrained when the rough Bara pulled his wrist.
"gold!"
"i say go home, Praya" emphatically
"mas, if I go home, my salary will be cut, you can understand, mas" Praya tightened her hands until Bara's grip was released.
"this office is mine, I am your salary, and I assure you that your salary will not be cut a dime" Praya kept silent, in her eyes her husband looking for seriousness in the face.
"mas promised to tell mbak Mega if mas let me go home"
"Hem, there, wait for me at the gate of the front road"
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"we go to the clinic first"
"no need mas, I just have a normal fever because of coming to the moon, it's common ko mas"
"you like to argue yes, this is if life has never been in Educated parents, work is defiant" Bara's voice tone is high, Bara's voice is high, not knowing that he said it hurt Praya's heart, Praya smiled with a feeling of tightness in his heart.
"yes mas, I've never been in Educated parents, I'm a big orphan on the beach orphanage, you're right mas, I'm not brazen like to defy, I'm, not rich you who grew up and grew out of the affection of your parents, I have to be affectionate, I seek affection from people who are older than me. I accepted your proposal so that I would have a place to go home, to complain, to tell how tired I was going through my days" Praya at most turned her face outward, Bara realized when Praya wiped his tears.Highs can be heard from Praya.
"You will never know the hardship so I am a mas, you are from a small life is good, while I just have to work hard to eat first"
"sorry, I don't miss talking about it" Praya was silent, reluctant to chim in again, afraid it was even more painful sentences that he would hear from Bara.
"no need to apologize, whatever you say is true, I am a woman of dissent, stupid, poor, destitute, troublesome"
"Pray"
"all that is in me, mas. So I beg you not to be surprised by this attitude of the wife on your bed, If at any time you see my side that I said, I beg you never to say that again, don't tell me I've never been in the Educated Parents, yes because you know yourself mas, I'm an orphan, I'm an orphan, your words hurt my heart, mas" said Praya in a choked voice, Bara did not say anything more.
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"manufacturer sir?" Sadewa turned to Praya
"no, he was cleaning service in my office, happened to meet me when I wanted to come here, so I invite you"Praya squeezed the chair he was sitting in, he said, for the umpteenth pain she gave to him today
"oh, I think his wife, sorry sir, because if you look at a glance similar to "Bara Just singed a smile in response to the doctor's words.
"this is the recipe, and if you can drink warm water yes"
"yes doc, thank you "
"same-sama "
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"mas, you know, my heart aches when you say I'm not your wife, I'm just cleaning service in your office "
"yes on what should I say, I should say you're my wife?" bara turned his head for a moment, he smiled and looked back at the road
"no way Praya, I'm the CEO, you're just cleaning service, what they say if I have a cleaning wife in my office "
"i'm not asking you to talk to them, I'm just saying that my heart hurts mas" Praya said softly, maybe because it was coming months so her hormones were disturbed, Praya became very sensitive.
"you are Praya"
"stop mas" there was not a word, Bara stopped his car, Praya really did not think of the coals, because now the door next to him was open.
"you want to continue walking, yes it's the way, I want to go back to the office"
"i'm not bi--"
"down" Bara orders to stop Praya's speech, Praya reaches for the coal hand before descending and kisses the back of his hand.
"be careful, assalamualaikum"
"waalaikumsallam" answered the coal when Praya came down, just as the door of the car was covered with coal had already advanced his car, Praya could only wipe his chest.
"when I want to stop by to buy batagor doang, be patient, be patient"