Young Master Amnesia
Part 130 ~ Strive to be a good wife
Late at night, some people began to rest their bodies after working all day, as well as Rocky who has now arrived at his apartment a few minutes ago. The man circled his gaze throughout the room and found no one. He stepped into a room he would occasionally visit if he was bored with his own life. The room was occupied by a 1-year-old toddler with a nani who guarded it.
Rocky knocked on the door once and was immediately opened swiftly by the middle-aged woman. Rocky accidentally hires a middle-aged woman so that no one teases him. He was too handsome and charming to have to live with a girl.
"Master," said the middle-aged woman, not forgetting to give her a bow.
"Is he asleep?" ask Rocky to glance over for a moment.
"Here you go, sir."
Rocky nodded his head, he was about to pass but was oblivious when he remembered something. "Eril's coming this afternoon?"
"Yes Sir, Mr. Eril took some clothes and left again. Mr. Eril asked me to convey, that for the next few days, Mr. Eril will not visit because he is busy with something."
"You can close the door!" rocky orders and is answered a nod by the middle-aged woman.
Rocky immediately stepped into the room, before lying on the bed, cleaning his body and not forgetting to change clothes. Spraying perfume all over the room, then throwing his body into the soft bed. Everything in his house, even the apartment, he started from scratch with his own efforts.
"I just want to make Eril get better, is it mom's fault?" ask Rocky.
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If Rocky is resting in his room, it is different from Eril who is now back in the room after exchanging some stories with his father-in-law. The man closed the door slowly so as not to disturb his wife who was teaching on the prayer mat. Sitting on the side of the bed without making any sound, but Rahma realized her presence, proved that the woman completed her activities and cleaned the prayer tools.
"Mas already eaten?" rahma asked still not daring to look at Eril's face.
Not do not want to go out at night or just a walk with her husband, but Rahma's waist feels very painful, even this time more often than usual days.
"If you want to eat out, it's okay. Let me wait at home."
"Then make me something" said Eril quickly.
Rahma nodded her head. "Wait here, I'll make Mas Eril a plump egg." Rahma rushed out of the room after replacing her face with a slightly short headscarf, as she was just wandering around inside the house. The two-bodied woman ignored her pain in order to be a good wife to her husband.
Rahma was struggling in the kitchen I held with lesehan. Actually she was a little into the custody, but had to do it for the sake of the husband. The two-bodied woman just made a sauteed egg and served it on the table. However, when he was about to stand up, the pain increasingly controlled Rahma's stomach, he seemed to want to waste water.
"Sstttt, the pain of Allah," said Rahma.
"Are you okay?" asked Eril who had accidentally heard his wife's small grievance. The man helped hold Rahma's waist to prevent her from falling.
"I'm okay, Mom. Eat, I'll go to the room first!"
"You're so pale, we're going to the hospital!" Eril grabs the plate in Rahma's hand, and holds the two-bodied woman out of the kitchen, thus taking the attention of Mr. Somat and Mr. Ridwan who are playing chess.
"Eril, Rahma why?" ask Mr. Somat who spontaneously stood up.
"Don't know, sir, but his face was pale and he kept grimacing, his sweat was cold, too" Eril replied, continuing his steps, taking Rahma to the car parked on the side of the road.
"It looks like Rahma is about to give birth, son." Mr. Somat ran to the room to retrieve files and items that might be needed. Meanwhile, Mr. Ridwan immediately left the house to meet his wife who happened to house his son not far from there.