The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 95 - HONEYMOON

The sun was shining so brightly that day. The rays spread, evenly to all directions, dividing the heat that sometimes makes some people grumble, but many also like it.

Because the light also makes the city of B which many trees and its greographical location on the plateau which is usually covered with fog, now looks beautiful beaming.

The road in the afternoon also looks beautiful so that the driver is also so cool. Especially if supported by a happy heart, as if wanting the world to stop and linger for a long time at that time.

"Aunty is crying?" the Princess asked to see Isyana's nose deflated, her mouth smiling but her eyelids shed tears.

"It's okay, honey. Aunty flickers of dust just now," replied Isyana lying.

Mr. Aksa glanced back at the central rearview. Isyana's eyes were caught in her net. His lips were faint to speak, but the heart of Lord Aksa was pounding, there was a growing sense of kasian, inexplicable sense of kasian, sympathy, worry or want to be happy.

It felt like Lord Aksa wanted to ask and wipe away Isyana's tears as well. Come touch Isyana's stomach and ask her if Isyana is okay. Is the baby good too?

But Mr. Aksa is aware, Isyana is someone else he should not touch as he pleases. The baby is not the baby.

Even Lord Aksa remembered he had been blatantly unwilling to care about Isyana's life which he thought would cause trouble if close to her, forbidding his wife and daughter to be close to him. If attention now immediately it feels embarrassing. Lord Aksa chose silence, eavesdropping and occasional peeping.

The heart of Lord Aksa is always just as if there is a connecting rope with the Princess. "Holiday Meet Son. Mommy used to have a sore waist, Daddy elus all day,"

Looks like the Princess also felt the message or I don't know? The princess did as Lord Aksa wanted. It may also be the instinct unfortunately Princess to a great friend who suddenly comes like a goddess who fills the empty space in her life. Yes Isyana comes with a complete package, becomes a friend, becomes a teacher, so mother as well as role model for her.

Paid and newly employed Princess babysitter compared to Isyana who has an orphaned background, plus college is clearly different.

Isyana touched the heart of the Princess by likening herself first how it felt to bear the pain of seeing the pain of her mother. How tormented is being lonely and in need of a friend but his mother can't even leave him for good.

Isyana and Putri Jadu's love rope is firmly connected.

"Is Aunt's stomach hurting because the Princess touched?" ask the Princess gently.

"No.. Dear. Putri makes Auntie better. Aunt is okay. Aunt's eyes were wet because there was dust coming in!" answer Isyana again.

"Okay..Tell me which princess is sick?" ask the adult princess again. The princess often heard his Daddy so when Bu Tiara relapsed.

Isyana smiles.

"The aunty's leg pain and Aunt's waist, son. It's okay. Now it is reduced. Soon there will be a doctor to check. Don't worry. I am okay," replied Isyana again.

"Really yes? Auntie didn't lie, did she?"

"No dear?"

"Don't be like Mommy," the Princess chirped suddenly with a manyun expression.

"Gleg" Isyana fell silent and swallowed her saliva suddenly her expression changed, Isyana glanced at Mr. Aksa who always looked coldly focused on driving. Why the Princess discussed Bu Tiara, is not comfortable.

"Mommy always lies, says no pain and tells the Princess to leave, whereas Mommy likes to cry alone to endure pain. Auntie Bunga if it hurts just say it. Don't tell the princess to leave! Here the Princess helps not to be sick, later the Princess wants to be a doctor," said the Princess sincerely and honestly.

Isyana was stunned again by the words of the Princess, as well as the man who was holding the steering wheel in front.

Never did Lord Aksa and Isyana think, it turns out that Princess's memory of Bu Tiara as much as she could.

Isyana is very uncomfortable there Lord Aksa to discuss Bu Tiara.

"Ehm..," Isyana cleared her throat lightly.

"Yes... Dear. Auntie didn't lie. Auntie's sick this part of here. Here no? I'm listening," replied Isyana smiling trying to be honest to the Princess.

The princess smiled and her little hands stretched out touching Isyana. Not so meaningful indeed, but Isyana was made moved, there was a heart that sincerely loved her.

Without Isyana and Putri knowing, it turns out that there is a heart that is also knocked by the words of the Princess. Mr. Aksa's eyes glazed over with glass, so as not to spill.

Mr. Aksa drove his car fast, until the ER signposts began to appear in their vision. Mr. Aksa turned his car and entered the hospital courtyard and went straight to the front of the ER.

"Ehm..," Mr. Aksa felt awkward about holding Isyana again or not.

"Is your leg still hurting?" ask Lord Aksa bosa-basi.

Isyana looked down embarrassed, and tried to move her legs. Saying sick or not sick will still involve Mr. Aksa again, either washed or carried.

Isyana flutter because it is still sick, there are even bruises because Isyana half rolled and exposed to asphalt. But Isyana also heart pounded not because if it had to be carried again. Because Isyana is now more conducive to her consciousness, not shock like before. Isyana looked around.

"I use a wheelchair only," said Isyana hesitated.

"Okay!" replied Mr. Aksa swiftly taking a wheelchair.

They then went to the hospital. Inevitably Mr. Aksa pushed Isyana's wheelchair.

*****

In Cafe.

On the second floor a luxurious cafe overlooking the slopes of gunug in town B. An elegant beautiful woman with well-groomed hair, slightly curly at the bottom of the golden brown middle sat gracefully.

Every now and then the woman stared at the phone screen and her wall clock seemed agitated. Occasionally styling her hair again and seeing the color of her lips.

Without anyone else, he smiled to himself.

"I'm much prettier than Tiara. I'm healthy too. I should have expressed my feelings from the beginning. I'm sorry Tiara, maybe God heard my prayer this way, you should leave this soon. Only I deserve to accompany Binar's life. Yes it's just me, "the inner Amanda praises her own beauty on the phone screen.

Amanda and Tiara are both participating in beauty pageants, they come from different regions. Both are equally beautiful, intelligent and talented. It was proven that Amanda was able to lead her family company well.

Suntech company used to be one of the supporting donors of the event. So that Lord Aksa and they met, acquainted and familiar.

Amanda then glanced at the package of cookies that were beside her. Amanda smile.

"I just stayed close to her son, right? I can do it, "inner Amanda again.

Amanda took her seat and glanced towards the parking lot. It looks like a Vellfire silver car and there's a suntech sticker coming in. Amanda immediately smiled, for the umpteenth time fixing her hair.

A few minutes later, a shoe approached him. Amanda pretended to be busy with her phone.

"Good Day, Miss!" I heard a polite and stiff greeting from a man. He was still standing, slightly bowing his body as he said his greetings.

Amanda lifted her face in shock at the unexpected face in front of her. Amanda did not immediately answer and instead looked behind the man hoping there was someone else, but apparently deserted.

Amanda pressed her jaw in disappointment.

"Holy," replied Amanda cuek. "Please sit!" amanda.

"Thank you Miss," replied Saka politely.

Se play boy whatever Saka outside, if you are carrying the name Suntech Saka will behave professionally. Even so the aura of the play boy remains visible from the radiance of his eyes. Especially with this beautiful single woman. Although for Saka Amanda is not his type. Saka likes a spoiled girl squashy.

"Did you come alone?" ask Amanda.

"Yes. I'm fulfilling your invitation to represent Suntech 11,"

"Oh yeah? Has the director changed hands now?" amanda asked a little harshly to let out her disappointment.

The nature of Saka's bad boy began to rise. Saka began to be able to read, Amanda's invitation is not for business but mode.

"Ehm...Sorry Miss..I carry an order representing the company because you also invite through official letters. I have the power to have a discussion about work. And if I could start, what would be our topic today?" saka asked smartly but the look in her eyes wanted to laugh.

"Ehm..," Amanda smiled palely.

"Where is Mr. Binar, why did he tell you to? Tumben once he missed an invitation just like that?" ask Amanda Tengsin and be ashamed.

"I don't know Madam. Today Mr. Aksa also missed a meeting with Sinar Kencana company. He also left early, I was just his secretary at the office so he didn't know much" Saka replied.

"Hhhhh..," Amanda sighed a little.

"Is there anything you want to say Miss?" ask Saka again.

"No,"

"Then? What about lunch today?"

"I want to express my condolences to him. How am I supposed to meet him?" ask Amanda.

"Ehm...did I not see you present on the day of Mrs Tiara's funeral?" replied Saka itchy want to corner and ngeles again.

Amanda was embarrassed.

"Just answer my question!" said Amanda ketus.

"If you want to meet in person, it's best to take a personal phone call Miss. Sorry please!" answer Saka.

"I don't have her personal number" Amanda replied.

Saka smiled. Yes, Mr. Binar Aksa Hanggara will be very privacy and heart of his wife. Only family and people who are really familiar with him keep his personal number. Besides, it's just the official number.

"I have to get permission, Miss!" answer Saka.

"Then I ask for your number, let me know where and when I can meet him,"

"May," answered Saka smilingly, giving her mobile number. Lunch was no serious conversation.

"Is there anything to say again?" ask Saka.

"No!" answer Amanda.

Amanda called the waiter to prepare the food. The lunch that I was waiting for failed miserably. Amanda eats very little and has no taste, but everything is delicious.

"Oh yeah. I brought the parcel. You can take him!" said Amanda woke up with a jutek expression.

Saka just frowned and checked. Then Saka smiled.

"Lumayan can be made by-by slingshot into Adel's house. Adel's sister would have liked it. Will the camer give you more blessing?" muttered Saka smile-smile know the contents of the cake - a small cake shape children's character.

Saka will again pedekate the same beautiful girl, the young doctor he met when waiting for his mother to get sick.

****

Somewhere else.

"Where has this been sir? Our agenda is done" asked Arbi to Lana. They both just finished seeing their clients.

Lana was silent for a moment, just a moment ago, she did not accept and angrily suspected his wife, affirming she was just going to work. Now Lana's brain appears again mode.

"I'll be here first" replied Lana.

"Here?" ask Arbi confused.

"Yes. You can go back to the capital first. I still have a need here!" lana answered with her sneaky eyes.

Arbi also seemed to think, Tumben Lana behaved like that.

"Sorry Mister. What need is it?" tanya Arbi ventured into the kepo.

"Your head!"

"Ehm. sorry!" answer Arbi. "Then I'll go home, sir!" arbi Permission.

"Wait a minute!" said Lana.

"Yes!"

"If it's true that baby is my baby. What do you think I should do? When I was sick, the doctor asked if my wife was pregnant? I thought it was my baby, my pain seemed to have something to do with his family," said Lana confided stupidly. He said Arbi kepo, even Lana told him.

Arbi tightened his jaw. It's true that Lana really wants to harass Isyana again.

"Don't hurt Lady Isyana again Sir!" said Arbi honestly.

"Ehm!" Lana immediately cleared her throat. "I asked about my baby. Not her mother" replied Lana ngeles.

"Yes, the baby is still one with his mother. My advice, make sure Mrs Isyana and your baby live well. Give your love to Young Master!" answer Arbi wisely.

"okay!" lana replied nodding feeling that something justifies that Lana Kepoin Isyana's decision is correct.

Arbi then went straight back to the capital. Lana continues her new profession as a stalker. Lana heads to Isyana's campus hoping to see her again.

****

At the Hospital.

Mr. Aksa let Isyana be examined because the Princess did not enter the boleg. In addition to USG doctors also want to ascertain whether there is bleeding or not considering Isyaba had fallen out.

About 15 minutes Isyana finished checking.

"I need to talk to Isyana's mother's husband" the obstetrician told his assistant.

His assistant nodded.

When coming and entering Isyana encouraged Mr. Aksa to be a midwife who helped think Mr. Aksa her husband.

"Suami Isyana's mother Princess Anjani?" call Midwife

Glegs... Lord Aksa gulped his saliva looking at the Princess.

"That's Aunt Isyana Dad's name!" said Princess

Mr. Aksa is confused.

The midwife seemed to be circulating her gaze looking for the figure of the face she had just seen.

"Suami Isyana's Mother Princess?" the Midwife found Mr. Aksa sitting in the corner and approached him.

Inevitably Mr. Aksa nodded.

"Yes!" replied Mr. Aksa nervously.

"The doctor wants to talk to you" says Midwife.

Mr. Aksa was getting excited, then glanced at the Princess.

"How's my son?" ask Mr. Aksa.

The midwife then tells the Princess to sit right in front of the door waiting. The princess nodded smartly.

"His husband? What is that husband?" muttered Princess smart. "Daddy Aunty Isyana's husband? I'll ask ah. What the hell is that husband?"