When Love Comes And Goes
Episode 102's

"Sister! Mom, Brother is coming!" pekik Risya prancing in front of the house.

The arrival of the King and Mayang has awaited Ratna and her family. There are many relatives who are still waiting to talk more with new members in their families, even Mr. Tohir and his family are still in the house.

Ratna and the others scattered out, welcoming the arrival of the newlyweds.

"Are there a lot of people at home?" whispered Mayang while continuing to step closer to the terrace of the house.

Mayang smiled as several pairs of eyes were fixed on him. Awkward and embarrassed of course.

"still. They are waiting for us all to say goodbye because they have to go back to their homes," replied the King whispered.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet both to everyone.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!" Greeted by those waiting for them.

"Come! Everyone is waiting for you," Ratna asked Mayang to hold her hand into the house flanked by Risya. While the King, left to walk alone.

The man snorted, dragging the bag he was carrying from the hotel. Their families welcomed the Ambu boy. He was surrounded by family members, one by one giving gifts to Mayang did not forget to hug and kiss the woman's cheek.

Mayang was unnerved, she was well received by her husband's extended family. In contrast, when he married Amir. Never hug and kiss, just say hello seems reluctant.

The king shook his head when he saw Mayang's grimacing face about to cry. The taste of haru bursts in the heart. His life has now drastically changed.

"Welcome, to the great family of Cokro Abdinegoro. You are well received in this house," said one family member with a sloppy accent.

"Thank you, Uncle. I am moved," said Mayang shuddered to cry.

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In the afternoon, they all said goodbye to return to their respective homes including Mr. Tohir and his family. Completely his duty that day as the guardian of Mayang. He patted his nephew on the shoulder, sighed, and hugged him.

"You must be happy, Chu. No more sad stories." Mr. Tohir patted Mayang on the back.

How much he loved Mayang like his own son.

"Aamiin's." Mayang returned the hug. After his death, Mr. Tohir was the one who replaced the role of father for Mayang.

Mr. Tohir took off a hug, faced off with the King.

"I have my nephew. Please don't get hurt again. If you can't accept his shortcomings, give him back to me properly. Do not throw it as you have done" said Mr. Tohir while patting the King on the shoulder.

"God willing. Mayang I will make as happy as I can. He will not cry unless he is happy" promised the King.

Mr. Tohir nodded his head, bidding farewell to Ambu and also Ratna. They left Jakarta and returned to the village.

Mayang dropped his head in her husband's arms, staring at the departure of the uncle's car. The house again became quiet, silent without any babble from the children.

"Sepi, yes," Mayang chirped involuntarily.

He looked around the living room that had just been filled with many people. Now, there are only them. Sit together and enjoy the day.

"Especially first, before there you are the same Ambu. This house is very quiet, which only sounds Risya. Duh, man. Now I will not be lonely anymore because there is already you," said the King while slipping his face into the armpits Mayang.

The woman turned her back, surprised by her husband's spontaneous action.

"Broth, bucin. Just found out how good marriage is, sosor continues!" risya's ridicule was met by the laughter of the two old ladies there.

"Belvin. Yang, to the room, yuk. If here I'm afraid that something is overheating," invited the King as he pulled Mayang's hand to go to their room.

"Let's go, your brother's still a newlywed. Still want to be alone, so I can quickly have children. Mother also misses carrying a baby," Ratna said asking for Risya's announcement.

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Elsewhere, the two wives of Amir who lived one roof often disagree. Amir's biased attitude towards the two, often makes Melina disappointed. Also the mother-in-law who now loves the new wife Amir more than herself.

Melina intended to go visit her parents, dress up as usual, carry a small bag in hand. He went down the stairs, went to the first floor. Not indifferent to the two women who were cool talking in the living room.

"Heh, where are you going?" reprimanding his mother Amir jerked Melina's steps.

He was indifferent, and continued to move his steps out.

"Melina!"

"MELINA!"

The woman's shout was ignored by Melina, continued to get into the car and went alone driving the object.

"You think you've won from me? Don't hope!" furious Melina while hitting the wheel annoyed.

At home, the old woman sighed while sitting in her chair.

"Udah, Mom. Let the woman go, I don't really want to stay on the same roof with her in this house. Why not divorce Amir. It's just a burden" Alin suggested.

Amir's mother was stunned, confirming Alin's speech about Melina who only became a pest in the house.

"You really, I'll talk to Amir to sneer at him."

Alin smiled cynically, he would be satisfied if Melina left the house. The woman is a bully and of no benefit at all.

"Mom, I'm sorry to go to the bathroom for a while" said Alin, bringing himself into the bathroom.

Intermittent, the sound of screams from the bathroom echoed the entire mansion. One by one they came and blood was on the floor.

"Geez!" Amir's mother fell unconscious on the spot. Stay their busy domestic assistant as two of her employers need immediate help.

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Amir walked back and forth in front of the IGD room, he was told wrongly or that his mother and wife were being rushed to the hospital.

"Why did you get to this?" amir snarled at them all.

"Ma-sorry, Sir. We don't know, either, you know you've fallen in the bathroom." They were afraid to tell it because there was no witness exactly the incident earlier.

Amir rubbed his face agitated, clucking his irritated tongue. One that he asked that the child in Alin's womb be okay.

The door of the room opened and the doctor came out followed by Amir who rushed over.

"Where is my wife, Doc? All right, all right?" cecar Amir is impatient.

The doctor sighed, something had to be delivered even though it was bitter.

"Sorry, Sir. We have tried as much as possible, but the content of the Father's wife is not helped. Forgive us. For your Mom, chances are she'll have a mild stroke."

Surprised Amir heard it, his body retreated automatically and fell on the chair. Amir's breathing hunted down heavily, the tightness in his heart just kept piling up. He was crying, alone.