Sorry, For Your Wounds!
Think of it

"So below is not complicated right, I've tipped the same message from the receptionist, Utari his name. If my beautiful wife is going to the office so it must be welcomed and friendly. Meet no?" For a moment Arumi thought, the one she remembered the name of the woman was Sita. What is the full name of Sita Utari?

"Darling? why even dream? so who was the one who didn't come up here?" keenan demanded an answer, because he had not had time to meet Nina, the secretary.

"His name is Sita, what is Sita Utari?" Arumi asked back.

Keenan frowned as he thought "No, his name was Utari Utomo, his tall thin man, his skin was tanned, wearing glasses. So it wasn't utari who nganter just now? where's the kid going? it's not like I've been nitip a message to him" Keenan was busy monologuing himself while Arumi's facial features had turned sour.

"No!" ketus Arumi makes Keenan shocked. Eh? his wife Why so suddenly bad mood, his tone so fierce.

"So who was the one who ran?" reiterate Keenan was-was, I don't know what his mistake is now.

"We were, you were not horrified" still in a tinge, Arumi wiped the stock box he had just washed a little rough.

Keenan was increasingly confused, seeing the sudden change in attitude of his wife. What did he say? ye? whoa! means right, his self has made this mistake, for sure! no doubt about it.

"immies? why the hell, why so suddenly changed gini, we were all right. A kiss too? eh? what less kiss? want to go hotter again, right? okay, here alone, the kids are sleeping in the room." Keenan coiled his burly hands in the wife's fatty stomach which is his favorite now.

"No need to hold" Arumi pulled Keenan's hand.

"Who? kok umi so gini anyway, try ngadep abi here. Story gih, what stuck in the heart of umi, abi what's wrong. come on, tell me." Keenan patiently guided the body of his wife facing her.

Arumi's face is still not good at seeing, obviously his wife is upset right now.

"That's..." Arumi hesitates to express her heart.

"What's? let's just tell it all, special abi ears are created for horror stories and complaints umi, hmm" Patience keenan komat kamit.

"That's.. Si Utari Utomo, whose body is tall slender, his skin is tanned, wear glasses trus beautiful melted everywhere" Arumi added the last sentence with a stir.

Keenan was stuck, a few seconds of laughter was held. Apparently his beloved wife is in a jealous fashion twilight, even though the sun is still shining brightly outside the building. If only Keenan had the courage to say so, unfortunately, the husband-type Keenan was afraid of wives.

After his laughter subsided, Keenan cupped his wife's chubby cheeks, then kissed the whole round face that was covered with jealousy with anxiety.

"Tari's Nina's sister-in-law, baby. Nino's wife, gosh! my wife was jealous too. Happy abi, you know? Here kiss again, gemes abi so her." But as fast as lightning Arumi melengos, he became embarrassed himself.

"So how, still jealous?" goda Keenan made his thigh rewarded by the crab from his wife.

"Udah, diem! I'm ashamed" Arumi turned her face in any direction.

"Abi is happy, finally Umi can show his jealousy umi same abi. All this time abi always beware, just in case abi is not fully here." Show keenan to the wife's chest.

Keenan felt his heart warm, the man's eyes until glazed, grabbed the body containing the wife into his arms.

"Thank you dear, abi dear very much the same umi as our children. Never doubt abi again, abi's love pits her on umi." Said Keenan firmly Keenan interspersed with slorohan at the end of his sentence.

Both of them embrace in a state of heart that is filled with feelings of happiness, all this time Keenan is always intensely saying love sentences. But what Keenan just said feels different in Arumi's hearing.

"Thank you bi, I also love abi and the kids. Don't ever change, even if the gray hair on my head is scattered first." Arumi lirih. No matter how old he is than Keenan, of course sometimes he feels insecure.

"Surely, if later grey hair has been on show. Abi will also paint abi hair with white color, let our hair the same." Keenan said in a serious tone. Then laughter filled the room, laughter of happiness that complemented each other's shortcomings.

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"Are you sure of your decision?"

"Very, and it's final" he replied without the slightest hesitation on his face.

"How do you deal with that family, considering you were once a threat to one of their family members." Tristan is still trying to find a loophole so Mike's decision can be changed.

"I didn't come to ruin their happiness, Tris! please stop corrupting me for my sins in the past! I have borne enough of the burden of my sin all this time, losing the woman I love as well as my future son. Which other pain I haven't felt" said Mike, hearing a desperate voice. Mike was restoring his hair in frustration, he knew, it would be hard for people to trust him.

The man received a fairly light sentence when compared to what he did. Just this week he was free, and had submitted a CV job application at the Sudibyo family-owned hospital. Although he knew, it was impossible if his proposal would be accepted, considering the director of the hospital was the younger brother of the man who had been his rival.

It could be that he applied to another hospital, it's just that, Mike wanted, through his work he could return the favor a little, at the generosity of Keenan and his family. Who has guaranteed him until his dozen years of detention, only lived within 15 months.

Let's just say he served himself in the Sudibyo family hospital. Even though it was about by his family, who felt ashamed of his actions in the past. But Mike doesn't care, he doesn't come to ruin the happiness of Keenan and Arumi's little family.

"I'm not cornering you, Mike. Understand, as your cousin, I feel a part of what you're doing. Remember, the little sister you love, it will now be your responsibility once you are officially released. Don't let you make a mistake that will affect him too." Tristan looked at his brother's bead pity, yet he had to be firm this time. Past events have tarnished the good name of his large family, so now whatever decision Mike took. Tristan felt he had to follow her so as not to misdirect.

"Think of it. I'll leave Noora's entire responsibility to you from now on. This is Noora's first year on campus, try to be her role model." Tristan patted her cousin's shoulder gently, "and yes, try not to fall in love with her" Tristan rolled her eyes after finishing her sentence. Mike's eyes squinted, trying to digest from the words of his cousin's sister.

"Why?" his eyes were still staring at Tristan with a probing look.

"Because I've sealed her to become the young mistress of my palace." Reply Tristan relaxed, then passed away from the presence of Mike who loved to sculpt.

"Hey! you're a playboy, Noora doesn't suit you" Mike exclaimed after waking up from his daydream, but unfortunately Tristan had gone too far, so it was impossible to hear his screams.

Mike was still thinking, what Tristan said, a lot of things that he had missed while feeling in prison. The man rubbed his face, not believing that he was now an ex-convict. It was fortunate that Sudibyo's family was kind to him, so the case was not disseminated. Even impressed covered by the family.

Mike looked up at the ceiling of his simple minimalist home, which he had just bought with the help of his cousin, Tristan. His finances are running low now, not to mention if Noora stays and becomes his responsibility. Then he must have enough income for both of them as well as Noora's education. During this time Noora's living and school expenses were borne by Tristan, and there was no way she would continue to depend on her cousin.