The Story of an Injured Wife
Stove Exploded

I accompanied my mother until nightfall. He still hasn't woken up. I was so sad to see the woman who had taken care of me lying helpless. This time it was my turn to take care of her. The services of a mother to her child will not be avenged by a good thing of any magnitude.

"I love you mama" I said, then I kissed my mama's cheek.

Mas Damar has returned home. He needs to rest because he's back to work tomorrow. I'm here to look after mom alone, just mom, the only family I still have.

To let go of my loneliness and sadness, as usual I want a video call with Viona. In a few months he will return to Indonesia, during his long vacation.

"Hi baby, what are you doing there?"

"Viona out les ma. Mama how are you there?"

"Good mom, son. You're there, doain keep mom, papa, and also your sick oma."

"What, is oma sick? Last night Vio video call same oma ga rich guy again sick ma?"

"Mama is confused too. Sometimes there is a disease whose symptoms appear suddenly."

"But yesterday Vio saw a sinister figure in oma's room, ma."

"Serrant figure?"

"Yes ma. The rich in horror movies are passing behind the windows of the oma's room."

"Maybe it's the security guard dear. Yaudah, you doain continue huh oma you? Soon you have a sister, you must be cool, right, baby?"

"Mang dong ma. Gasabar swooped in the baby later."

I was a little amused when I talked to my son. Viona and her future sister will be the most precious treasure of my life. I would love them more than Damar the liar.

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Meanwhile, Martin was impatiently waiting for his cover letter to be received by the office he visited yesterday. The office where Damar is the director at the venue. Martin was stirring milk coffee in a small cup, soon he would brew while watching his favorite club ball game.

Martin who initially wanted to work in America alone is now steady to decide to work in Indonesia only, but if the job application was not accepted and he was not called by the company, he was not called by the company, so Martin plans to build a business from small first.

Martin sits on a white sofa in front of the television, where are his parents? His mother and father live in another city. Almost every day Martin was always on the phone with them. Until now Martin still wants to survive with the status of a single.

Martin has not found a suitable woman to fill his heart. It was only Yaya, the woman she wanted to make as a wife. Until now the ignorance of regret is still often Martin felt.

Meanwhile, Damar was bathing in the bathroom. The freshness of the water soaked his sturdy body. After taking a bath Damar took a towel, after finishing the bath, Damar went to the lounge. Damar smiled with relief because his mother-in-law was brought down with an illness that left him paralyzed and mute.

"At least with that fierce fellow having a stroke, I won't listen to his noise anymore scolding me!" damar pelan.

Damar smiled in satisfaction, feeling good luck on his side and bad luck befalling his mother-in-law. Elma came to bring me a hot cup of coffee. Elma served the coffee on the front desk of her young master.

"Here you are, I make coffee for you."

"Ah, I'm not going to drink your coffee. It must be sweetness, bittersweet!"

"Pedes is the mouth of Mr. Damar. If not for the money, I'm pretending to make it here." Inner Elma stared cynically at Damar.

"Sorry sir, try to judge."

Damar wants to taste Elma's coffee. Damar said that until the taste of coffee he did not like, then Elma did not dare to make him coffee again. Damar also sipped the coffee, it turned out to taste better until Damar spent a few sips. Then Damar put it back on the table.

"Okay, this is better. You're doing a good job."

"Thank you sir." replied Elma with a flirtatious smile.

"Okay, it's time to heat up Mr. Damar!" inner Elma again.

Damar immediately threw a small pillow on the sofa into Elma's body. Damar was angry that Elma dared to question something that offended his personal realm.

"Don't interfere in my business! Back to the kitchen! Your cage is there!"

"Master, that's not what I mean. What if Madame Yaya had an affair with another man?"

Damar was silent for a moment when Elma asked that.

"meaning?"

"No sir, what if Madame Yaya cheated on me too. Actually I don't mean to be defamatory but I've caught Yaya's mistress both at the cafe with other men who don't seem to be Yaya's family."

"Obviously I would consider her a hypocritical woman, just as she considers me a male rascal who usually only cheats and hurts her heart!"

"Wow, Mr. Damar's reply sounded hot. Hopefully the melee I will make with Arif mas later, can get hotter and burn this whole family, hahahaha." Elma's mind is carefree.

"Oh that. Ma'am, I want to go back to the kitchen."

"Wait!"

"Yes sir?"

"Where are the characteristics of people who are both the same Yaya at the cafe? Try to explain in detail?"

"Where are the characteristics of that person, I've seen it once at HP mas Arif. I forgot again." said Elma confused in her heart.

"Woy baby?"

"Yes sir. The characteristics of his skin are white, his face is handsome, tall master, continue to be macho that."

"Dropped! More specific features!"

"Yes sir. His face is thin, his nose is pointed, if it's not wrong there's a mole attached to the nose of the nose of his nose."

"The sharp nose, the mole, that's my characteristic! Look at this on my nose there's a mole, it's pointed too. Not your rich pug!"

"Gentleman, take my nose with him."

"You're finally a moron. It's babu, you moron again! Back to your cage!"

"Yes sir."

Elma returned to the kitchen with a tray. He was upset because Damar was so emotional.

"She cheated on other men? Any timing? If so, does that mean I'm rich?" asked Damar with a shocked expression.

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Yaya fell asleep in the room where Mama Sera was treated. Suddenly, one of Sera's mama hands that Yaya hugged moved lightly. Wake Yaya out of her sleep. Finally, Mama Sera realized from her coma.

"Mama, mama is already conscious." shock Yaya with a happy expression. Yaya rushes to the doctor and Yaya comes back with a doctor and a nurse. They checked the condition of Sera's mother. Doctor holds the pulse of Mama Sera.

"Thank God, the patient is past his critical period."

How happy Yaya was, her sense of well-being was restored, recovering like a wound wrapped in a tear bandage. Tears should flow on that sad face.

"Mama? Finally the most precious treasure of my life has returned" Yaya said gratefully.

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