Tired of Loving you
Morgan and Rania

The next morning, Rania felt more comfortable and refreshed. She asks Shaka to help her take a bath. Even if only a shower in bed. Rania felt her sticky body, making her uncomfortable.

"Wait for a towel from the sisters first, huh?" Shaka tidied up Rania's messy hair. Rania agreed.

"Mas, if I may know, who has harmed me?"

Deg.

"Mas, how come you're dumb?" Rania scrunched her forehead.

"Darling, you don't think about it until then, do you? The doctor said, You can't think much. Focus on my junior development, okay!" Shaka kissed Rania on the forehead, then went down to the lips. "Quickly healed, I miss very much with your service that was carelessly stirred," Shaka teased as she rolled her eyes flirtatious.

"Mas! The wife is sick still to think well-jawutan, deh! Bawdy!" Rania turned her face embarrassed, making Shaka laugh amusedly.

"Nearly twenty years of marriage, still a shame, Neng?" Shaka grew increasingly happy to see his wife begin to grow blushing seeds after almost five days only a pale face was visible.

"Twenty, anyway? I don't want to get old yet" Rania murmured.

"You've only been married one year or five years, essentially almost twenty years, dear." Shaka raised his eyebrows.

"If it were almost like we were married eighteen years, it would be close to twenty years. You're less smart, deh," Rania kekeh.

"Yes, huh? Oh, yeah, you haven't eaten, you know. Eat first, will you?" inwardly, Shaka was grateful to be able to shift the subject.

"May, but I'd like to eat rice with salt. Can you?" Shaka was silent, then he looked into Rania's eyes.

"Why, Mas?" Rania scrunched her forehead.

"You .. cravings?"

"I don't know, I just follow my instincts. Kaya, eat rice with salt doang delicious, deh! Must be savory like Mbok Mun's porridge." Rania stared at the ceiling of the room, there was a twinkle of hope hidden in her pitch-black eyes.

After Shaka is no longer smelled, Morgan secretly comes to Rania without her brother's knowledge.

With the help of a wheelchair, Morgan entered Rania's room which was right next to her room.

"Well, Morgan? Since when are you here?" Rania looked at Morgan in wonder.

"Since Shaka came out. Oh, yes, how are you and ... your baby?" there is a stabbing pain in his heart, considering that in Rania's stomach there is a fetus Rania love fruit with another man.

"good. How're you?" ask Rania awkwardly. Luckily, Rania was already wearing a veil after Shaka finished combing her hair.

"I'm good." Instantly, the VVIP room suddenly turned full of awkwardness.

"Eh .. yes ... Rania?"

"Yes?"

"What do you think of when you find out I'm alive?"

"Happy and grateful. Although there is a sense of doubt for my marriage and Shaka," replied Rania full of assertiveness.

"If I may know, do you still love me? Because honestly, the sense here from the past until now is still the same. And I always thought of you as my wife."

Duarrr.

"Morgan, sorry. If I knew you were alive or you were going far away, the point is I know where you are going, of course I cannot accept your brother. But our case is different. All I know is that you don't exist. Three years I did not earn a living either born or inner from you. That means you're no longer my husband."

"But I didn't drop a talaq on you, Rania."

"Then shall the people before they die drop the talaq of their wives?"