Trapped With The Jelita

Trapped With The Jelita
I Can Sleep Below


Ralen was already in the room, earlier her mother-in-law asked her to rest and not have to do anything even though Ralen still did not want to go back into the room because it means she will meet and will only be alone with men who no longer wants to talk to him.


"If I'm still sick I take Lo to the doctor," said Ipul who has since been silent began to make a little sound makes Ralen gasped in shock because of the sound with the heavy type.


Ralen just shook her head, meaning she rejected the offer from her husband because she knew he was forced to do so, I don't know what the husband and the in-laws were talking about which is clear, surely the attitude of her husband was slightly changed because of the request from her in-laws.


The pulse that had been holding the tab did not know what to do, just spread his shoulders and refocused on what he was doing, for an hour.


"Lo don't sleep?" asked Ipul who had just kept the tab on the table, it seemed like he was done with his work.


The woman asked did not know what to answer, actually she was sleepy and wanted to sleep but she did not want to sleep when the owner of the room was still not asleep, not knowing what kind of marriage he was currently in since yesterday he was too disappointed by the regretful words spoken by the man who was now looking at him with an unreadable look.


"If I'm not comfortable with the same I said, I can sleep on the sofa," said Ipul again when there was no movement that Ralen did.


"No need, here it is clear who is not comfortable," Ralen chirped and then moved to the sofa, leaving the man who was about to climb onto the bed so silent.


The man looked at the woman who dropped her body on the sofa in the corner, just sitting with an unclear look at what.


"Gue again tried to treat Lo well, because somehow Lo is my wife," said Ipul standing by the bed, his sleepy eyes suddenly became very fresh when he found Ralen's attitude that was like retaliating for what he had done before, of course what he said would imprint in the memory of the woman but at least she tried to follow the wishes of her Mother.


"No need to be nice or anything if you just have to, I know Mama asked Lo to do it," Ralen said with a facial expression that could not hide what he felt at this time.


"Keep if it's because of Mama why?" ask Ipul with a defiant expression.


Really he doesn't like it when Ralen comes back as annoying as when they first met, can't the woman understand herself who is trying to appreciate her as a wife even though this she did solely because of the Mother.


Ralen close her lips no longer wanted to argue feeling the rumbling of her own heart that did not understand why she had to be in this situation.


The dream of all women is to get married and have a happy life after that marriage, but the reality is that just getting married has to get a test of this magnitude, remembering the regret of her husband who made this marriage as an excuse for the death of the Papa.


No response from Ralen made Ipul inflamed, he was upset because his question was not answered.


The man grabbed a pillow and blanket and violently threw it at Ralen and fell right at the woman's feet.


"Wear it so that tomorrow you have no reason to take another day off!" said Ipul firmly.


Ralen's lips twitched to answer but she held him back from arguing which would instead be heard by the in-laws, he does not want to make a woman who is very good to him must know what the attitude of the child to him.


After throwing a blanket and pillow, Ipul immediately climbed onto the bed, dropped his body and turned his back to the position Ralen was in at this time.


Ralen still held his position sitting up from almost an hour and a half ago and gave up when his eyes were no longer able to compromise, he was drowsy and dizzy at the same time but because the dizziness made him unable to sleep even though he was very sleepy.


Morning time..


"Aren't you asking your wife?" mama Riska's voice broke the silence in the dining room.


The mother and child were not eating, still not tasteful to eat making the food served just so their spectacle.


Ipul raised his shoulders, when he woke up he did not find Ralen in the room nor in any room until finally he was sure Ralen had left for work, after all, the woman's job requires her to come earlier than other employees.



"Evenings you said the same Mama will try to be a good husband for Ralen, but not yet 24 hours you have changed again, will you until when? you are sorry because Papa will never come back again, blaming other people especially your own wife will only add to your guilt later, Mama does not want you to regret later even more regret than now," said Riska with a nanar look, with a look, his eyes were shaking and wanting to cry but it was impossible because if he cried in front of the child, it would only add to his thoughts later.



"Pul tried well last night, but he refused, he was stubborn.."




Pulul rubbed his face and took a breath.



"You can't go together? isn't that much better than having to let your wife down in a public transport."



"He's got Ma's vehicle, he used to ride his own motorbike." still defending himself.



"Don't start today, because Ralen gave his bike to his sister."



"Ipul will buy him a motorbike then, let him not get off in public transportation," said Ipul finally chose a solution rather than dizzy arguing with the woman he loved.



"That's not what Mama wants," explained Riska made Ipul frown feeling awry.



Actually what Mama wanted from him, last night he tried to comply with the request of the mother to pay attention to Ralen, but the attention even refused may have been disappointed and hurt with him.



"What should be your pulse? Ipul was confused do not know what Mama wants, at this time Ipul really can not accept what has happened, Ipul is not ready with the departure of Papa, Papa, Ipul is not ready if you have to bear everything yourself, about one of Papa's troubled companies must be the Ipul in charge now Ma, so Ipul please the same Mama do not press Ipul continuously, let the Ipul become better on its own without pressure from anyone including Mama, if Mama also continues to press the Ipul must be this and that, it must be good with Ralen while the Ipul itself feels unable, but, let Mama force any kayak still won't be able to Ma, so Ipul please really same Mama justin everything like this until Ipul really accepts Papa's departure and all the problems about the company are finished," Ipul said at length about what he was facing at the moment.



The problem of the company he was trying to cover was forced to reveal to the mother, so that the woman wanted to understand a little that there were many burdens that she had to bear making her unable to be relaxed as before.



Riska was fixated on hearing the words of her son and guilt approached her, never expecting that her son was harboring an easy problem, he said, not only because of Irman's departure but also because of their troubled subsidiary.



"Ipul departs Ma," said Ipul after explaining what happened, when the mother just stared at his departure without a sound.



This period was really a little difficult for him, not long ago in the company but had to face other problems in addition to the woman he married that he did not treat well.



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