THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Honestly It's Cheap But Heavy.
"Mom, I don't want to go to the hospital.I'm okay." Melati whines asking for a taxi to turn around.
"Your body is very hot" said Riska's mother, rubbing her forehead while the heat was getting higher.
"I think Mel.'ll be in a minute until the clinic, in front." Imbuh sir Sutisnya.
In the taxi then silent, shortly thereafter until the nearest clinic.
Jasmine in the sling of Mr. Sutisna, in his old age did not know tired.
"Why Sir?" ask the nurse immediately immediately immediately thrust a wheelchair, when it reaches the ER.
"The body is very hot Sus." replied Mr. Sutisna was-was. The nurse did not answer directly pushing Melati into one of the ER rooms.
Check blood pressure, body temperature, after lying down. Not long after that a female doctor came to check. She ordered the sisters to take a blood sample and be taken to a laboratory.
"Please be patient sir.wait for results two hours later" said the doctor.
"Well Doc" didn't ask much Riska's mother already knew the procedure. Two hours later, the doctor checked.
"My son why, Doc?" ask Mr. Sutisna to panic. Because, the hotter the afternoon the higher.
"Son Father, stricken with symptoms of typhoid." the doctor explained to Melati on the infusion for three days.
"Look it's okay, Mom... Melati just want to go home," he said, he regretted why he had to be sick. Melati looked at her father and mother in tears. If he is treated anything else for three days he will surely be tired.
"Already, according to yes son, what the doctor said, so you get well quickly." said Mother at length.
The chatter stopped because the sisters came carrying tools in trays containing various infusions, syringes, cotton, and also bandages, making Melati horrified first.
"Hold yes, Sister" said the Sister while installing the Infusion. Melati who is in a tilted position does not dare to look, then nods.
"Sister rest first" the nurse said as she passed after the infusion was attached.
"Sir, Mum. Melati apologizes" Melati shed tears.
"Seeettt... You don't mind much Mel, sorry for what?" ask mother.
"should have... Jasmine don't hurt... Through the pity of the Father with Mother, you should go home with the same Mother. Jasmine is okay here alone, after all there are Sisters," Melati said softly.
"Now, just calm down, bobok first, don't think of anything." said the father.
"Right said your father, Mel," concluded the mother then enveloped Melati, rubbing the cheeks of Melati dear. Melati according, because he did not sleep all night he also slept
Mother looks at the sad face of Melati, Riska's mother feels that she has created the source of the complexity of her child's love.
If only, it used to be in no hurry to accept the offer of Sahina his best friend, who intends to beat Melati with Abim. Maybe it won't happen like this. Mom wiped her tears. And did not escape the attention of her husband.
"Have already said, Mom, as a parent, it's natural, if we want the best mate for our child. But.. if they are not yet a match.we can what." father grabbed the body of his wife who was crying.
Mr. Sutisna then came out to give news, Rose after his wife was calm.
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In the afternoon it is time for motorists and motorists scrambling for the road to get home soon. Sip right left slippage, sometimes someone can not wait to break through the streets. However, what power, still have to be patient if you want to go home safe.
Unlike the motorcyclist on this one, if you do not want to immediately resolve the problem with his new wife it feels reluctant to go home.
The road that used to be passed only fifteen minutes, now Abim takes up to almost an hour.
Tired, tired, lethargic, now he takes it home. "Ahh.." hiss Abim if only Abim's heart was not this disappointed, would be happy to go home welcomed by his beloved wife. Prepared clothes, thankfully thankfully massage. "Ahh.." again Abim gave a rough sigh everything turned out to be just a dream.
The sound of the fence being opened, Abim pushed it.
"Mas Abim has arrived.." Diah welcomes with a smile. But Abim seemed to be careless to put the motor into the garage.
Abim entered the house, passing Diah who was standing in the middle of the door slammed into his arm.
Diah was astonished to look at her husband from behind still wondering. What was the mistake he made until Abim was that cute?
Diah chased Abim who climbed the stairs one by one, until he reached the room.
"Mas Abim.
Abim opened the tie, then pulled out the pajamas from the briefcase he had brought from Sahina's mom's house this morning.
"Yes..." She hugged her husband from behind.
"Revelation Diah! hot, I'm going to take a shower!" kilah Abim's. Where there is in the room ac feels sultry that's just an excuse. The call of Abim also changed 'I' who had been calling dear for years, at least me.
"Baaahh... Mas Abim why, sigh..." Diah dropped her body on the bed. After Abim left her, she went to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, Abim immediately flushed his body, exposed to the touch of water his body more relaxed.
After the shower, he used pajamas in the bathroom. Abim glanced at his wife who was playing a cell phone. He feels guilty.
Wasn't the original goal of wanting to ask her for honesty? if it's just silence, Diah might understand.
"Diah" call Abim. Diah felt called to drop her phone on the bed. He approached Abim smiling happily directly sitting next to Abim writhing spoiled in his arms.
Abim put away Diah's arm. "Aaaahh... MY MAS...! WHY THE HELL! NO WIND, NO RAIN, SUDDENLY SILENCE. WHAT'S MY FAULT?" sarcastic Diah then stood with his chest.
"Sit down! I want to talk" Abim spoke slowly.
"Why.... What's my fault?!" ketus Diah sat down violently, this time a little far from Abim.
Her face was emotional, only yesterday married and had to face the fact that her husband was not a rich man as expected.
Moreover, it was left just like that, all day without any notice. Now go back and forth angry without knowing the cause.
"Diah's honest answer, if you speak honestly, I will appreciate your honesty" Abim said if Diah was honestly given to who the crown was. Abim will make peace with reality.
"What does that mean?" Diah rolled her eyeballs.
"Before coming into contact with me, who have you been doing it with?!" Abim looked at Diah.
Deg deg. Diah's heart was pumped fast, while the two fell silent.
"A-what. Ma-meaning, Mas?" asked Diah stammered this time bowing her head. Abim knew the answer without Diah answering. But Abim still demanded that honesty.
"Diah's honest answer!" firmly Abim.
"Ba-new at all, same Mas, why did Mas ask so?"
"HONEST ANSWER, DIAH! I'M NOT A FOOL!" Abim's voice boomed. If Diah wasn't a woman, it'd be like to beat up.
"I've been honest, Mas, I just did it once with you last night."
This time Diah spoke well. Abim was upset that was not what he wanted to hear from Diah's mouth, if Diah was honest Abim would consider. But Diah apparently did not want to be invited to compromise.
Abim came out of the room. "BRAK" door closed roughly. Makes Diah jump in shock.