Young Master Amnesia
Part 151 ~ Different Attitudes
Rahma, the woman was busy washing clothes and dishes after Arhan fell asleep. Sometimes Rahma would go to the room just to make sure her son was okay. The woman nimbly finished all the work and was about to rest before Arhan woke up. However, Rahma's rest time should be delayed when one forms the occasional rented door.
The wave-haired beautiful woman, immediately went to the room to change her hijab for a longer one before opening the door that was knocked repeatedly. Rahma's body froze, her heart beating indiscriminately at the figure of the man in the black shirt stripes standing before her. Instantly he lowered his gaze.
"Ma-mas Wildan?" lirih Rahma, to be honest until now there is still a little love that Rahma saved for Wildan, but the woman tried to throw him out because she realized it was very bad, it was very bad, she has a better husband than anyone. Husband who wants to accept her for who she is.
"Rahma, I miss you so much. I'm sorry, but I came to see you late" Wildan said. "Can I come in?" ask the man again.
Rahma shook her head slowly. "Sorry, Mr Wildan. Abah and my husband are not home" Rahma replied.
"S-husband?" Wildan's eyes were puffed up knowing that fact. Until this moment Wildan did not hear any news about Rahma's marriage. Wildan's heart ached to find the bitter reality. He too long asked for the blessing of his parents so that he was stabbed by someone. "Is he the father of your son?" ask Wildan.
"No, Mas, but he's a man who will accept me for who I am and does not give judgment on what happened to me all this time. I'm sorry, if this is presumptuous for Wildan, but if there's nothing important we should talk about, it's good to go Wildan. My husband is very jealous."
"Roman?" It felt Wildan wanted to hug Rahma was sure to miss him, but what could be done for the woman now belonged to someone else.
Wildan stepped back as the door was shut by Rahma. His love had to end because he was late. Long ago Liora, now Rahma, everything was due to the blessing of the old man. He said the choice of parents was the best, but Wildan's parents were the exception. Because of them, her son has lost two women who were once sincerely in love without being.
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"Mas Cakra want to drink coffee or juice?" asked Liora who had just opened the door of her husband's office.
"Are you not tired, dear? Rest, while the children sleep," said Cakra.
The man put down the file he was researching earlier, then approached Liora whose behavior was still strange. Too complacent and want to do everything tirelessly.
"Hey? Are you a servant so willing to serve mas and children hm? You're my wife, all you have to do is slaughter and rule." Cakra laughed as he pinched Liora's cheeks in agony.
Liora did return that smile, but not with her heart that always wanted to do her best so as not to anger Cakra like before. She would do anything to be a good wife.
"Juice or coffee?" ask Liora.
"Sleep with you." Spoiled Cakra.
"Yes, come on!" liora replied without any reprimand or protest as before. Instead of being happy, Cakra felt that something was wrong with his wife's behavior.
"More than just sleeping?" ask Cakra again provoking Liora's reaction.
"Anything is fine, Mom, just don't be that one because I haven't finished puerper."
"Go to the room first, you'll catch up!" Cakra Commandments.
Who would have thought that Liora had actually left the Cakra's study without saying anything or just grumbling because Cakra had made a casual decision. Instead of following Liora into the room, Cakra instead locked the door of her room then punched the wall as tightly as possible, not just once but many times. This was all to release his sense of regret to himself.
Due to her misfortune, Liora's former demeanor had been lost. His always colorful liora, now resigned to whatever he said.
"Your attitude this time made the mas tormented Liora."