When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
What's Wrong with Laila?
"Wait a minute, Siska. Don't misunderstand me! I can explain later and we'll listen to him first, why'd he call me?" Haikal said in a gentle tone trying to calm his wife.
Right, he's still in touch with Laila. However, it is just an ordinary friend and he really helps meet the needs of Laila and her son.
Haikal can't stay still, when the people he once knew lived a hard life. Laila is a widow who has two children.
Siska did not reply, she just put on a flat expression. Haikal took it as an answer. Immediately he received a call from Laila, not forgetting he raised his voice so that the wife did not get bad.
"Assalamualaikum, Thailand! What's the matter you called me?" ask Haikal flat.
[Mas, can you help me send 5 million now?]
Laila's voice sounded hoarse, like one crying. Daikal's forehead is wrinkled, just three days ago he gave Laila a monthly ration of 2 million each month.
Why did the woman ask again? Unlike usual, what really happened?
While Siska who was jealous was worried in her heart, hearing Laila's voice.
"Don't I just give you a monthly allotment yesterday? Why ask again now? Make what?" Haikal asked curiously.
[Risky, Mom. She ... she .. hiks! High fever three days ago, yesterday because the fever did not go down I took him to a pediatrician, but said doctor Risky should be in hospital, Mas! The money I gave you yesterday was for Risky's lodging and maintenance.]
Laila's voice sounded hoarse and implied panic, the mother of two children was very frightened across there.
Haikal and Siska heard him shocked. The jealousy in Siska's heart suddenly disappeared, replaced by pity and worry. She is also a mother.
"Yes I'm sending now. Which hospital are you in?" ask Haikal seriously.
[Hospital X private, Mas. Yesterday I actually planned to take Risky to a public hospital, but the service was long. So, I had to bring Risky here. I'm afraid he's why, Mas.]
"OK-okay, then you wait there! I'll also come to see Rizky!" haikal replied quickly with a firm tone.
Laila across there was crying haru. He thanked Haikal, because the kindness of the man was so much. That man was very instrumental in Laila's life.
[Thank you, Mum. May your wife come back soon and you may live happily. Assalamualaikum]
Siska who saw him was not angry either. For him jealousy must be put in the right place. Hearing Laila's prayer before hanging up the phone made Siska wake up. If not him and Haikal had changed.
Laila too.
"How old is Laila's child, Mas?" ask Siska curiously.
"Nearly the same age as Beby. But, it seems like he is a month or two months older if not wrong!" haikal answered ambiguously.
After successfully sending money. Haikal turned his head towards his wife, he wanted to invite her to meet with Laila. He also pityes little Risky. Shown how about Reihan or Beby who was in the position of the poor boy.
"You want to come with me to see Laila's son? There you can see how Laila and her real child are. I'm sure after seeing them, you won't be jealous of him anymore. Especially if you hear what he has been going through all this time!" take Haikal seriously staring into his wife's eyeballs.
Siska nodded her head. She agrees, however, that Laila is only the past, and she is desperate to make peace with her past.
"We're leaving now, Mas. Mumpung Beby is also sleeping!" siska said while releasing her chest from the princess' mouth.
Glug.
Haikal gulped his saliva at the sight of Siska's flushed, floating chest.
"The denser and buxom," Haikal's mind thinks m*sum.
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