Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Suspicious?

Pov Aisyah's.

It has been more than five days since Bang Ale was admitted to the hospital. But, there is nothing that shows the progress of his condition to be a little better. He was still silent with his eyes closed perfectly. As if it was the most beautiful and comfortable thing he was living. My life is like a flying fish soap opera drama now. Then, later when Bang Ale had regained consciousness, he would ask. You who?

Complete already all the pain plus drama amnesia.

I never went home to the apartment. All my daily needs are always delivered to the hospital by Mbok Sariyah with Abram my sister-in-law.

"Sister" he said, greeting me who had just finished washing my face in the bathroom.

"Yes, what's wrong Bram?" I answered by saying his name directly. At first I felt disrespectful, because no matter how old he is, but I am the wife of his brother.You are called Pak Lek, then, we ourselves do not have children. Oom aja, yo podo wae!

Once I greeted him with a greeting Mas, uh he even laughed out loud. He said the same face call did not connect. Worse than Jaka sembung carrying a machete.

"Aren't you curious about Bang Al's face? Can't open it even if it's a band for a moment ?" he said by continuing to pay attention to his brother's face which was still covered in bandages.

"You mean what Bram? You doubt that this man in front of you is Bang Ale?" I was a little annoyed by his strange thoughts. Maybe he usually had a crazy son jerky mind like that.Obviously it was his brother. The wallet and the car were his. Just because his face is now a little difficult to recognize, then he easily revealed to me his doubts. Basic semprul!

"Casual Brother! I'm just expressing a little bit of anxiety in my heart.I think Brother also has the same thoughts as me. It turned out that I was wrong," he said awkwardly because I was a little annoyed by his prejudice.

Today I am really at my saturation point. I waited, but I don't know what I was waiting for. I heard the door open from outside. I also looked to see it.

"Mama?" I stood up from my chair intending to approach Mama.

"You rest at Ai's house. Mama, look at your body tired. Lack of rest is also certainly," said Mama patted my shoulder slowly.

"No Ma. I want to be the first person Bang Ale sees when he wakes up. Please don't force Aisha Ma,"

Mama shook her head while smiling kindly at me. I saw him draw near to my husband's Bang Ale.

"Al.Enough sleep! You don't like your wife, her body is getting slimmer now Al. Not to mention his face that also looked thin. Wake up dong Al. Make Mama and Papa a handsome and beautiful grandson yes," he said then turned to me.

I shook my head and blushed to hear the whispers of Mama's neighbors.

"Ehm," I cleared my throat to lessen my feelings of awkwardness. Mama may have such absurd thoughts. Make children? Thought to cook tempe mendoan what huh? In the settings, in back and forth, then in the fry. Deh mateng.

"Why Ai? Strange as the suggestion that Mama whispered to Ale?" ask again by walking closer to me.

"You've never said anything like Ale, as long as he's in a coma?" tanyanya.

I nodded honestly. I never once discussed the smell of the bed to Bang Ale. For some reason, it feels strange that I told her the adult problem.

"If tomorrow Ale has not shown significant development. Papa says Mama will move Ale to a bigger hospital Ai, ", said Mama with a little restyling the blanket that was exposed in Bang Ale's hand. However, when you pull the blanket. Mama seemed to find a strange twist on her eldest son's wrist.

"Ai, while waiting for Ale you found something suspicious about Ale?" the question that made me think back to Abram's words.

"Have you also begun to doubt this truth? Why am I the only one who believes if this is you Bang? Not anyone else" my monologue in heart.

"No! Yes, if so, Mama will go home first. Want to participate in the same study of Moses in the Assembly of Taklim,"

My eyebrows wrinkled perfectly when I heard the sentence said by Mama. What tragic accident happened to Bang Ale that can change the lifestyle of Mama?Tumben-Tumbenan diligently participated in the study. Usually in ajakin streaming just lazy. But now?

Ah, Brother look! How influential you are to others. I smiled and ignored his question about Bang Ale.

After Mama left, I went back to the monologue to Bang Ale. The thing that became my usual while waiting for him in this room.

"Abang.I know Abang heard all my complaints and jokes with Brother. You must know too, right? If at this time Mama and Abram began to suspect Brother. Even Abram doubted that the one who lay still and always closed was his brother. But not with me Bang. No matter how bad you are, I will still call you my husband's brother, so wake up, Bang!You don't feel tired, do you? Don't miss me too? I miss Bang, let's get up!" in my exhaustion I finally fell asleep next to hospital bed Bang Ale.

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Meanwhile. A man with a face full of visible wounds had almost dried up without sitting alone in a stage hut made of woven bamboo. Accompanied by a cup of black coffee and boiled bananas that still reflect the smoke of the man without looking far away. However, as far as the eye could see all he saw was a stretch of rice that began to turn yellow.

Seen at the end of the rice field of a girl with a wide caping is cool to drive away the flock of birds that are eating the grains of rice that are increasingly ducking from the trunk. Sometimes he looked at the man who was also looking at him.

"Ndok, who noticed that the bird was not his handsome face!" eits!

The sentence is very ambiguous sir.Hmm.

"Dad" he said, embarrassed to look at the father and the man who no longer saw him.

"Lho, that's exactly what you said. He'll be hunted down if you just focus on the young man. The bird docked, the bird" said the father again.

The sun had risen as soon as the father and his daughter walked slowly down the slippery rice field because of the rain that poured heavily on the area from before Isya until before dawn.

"Well, what's the name?" ask her by putting her wide caping on the side of their bamboo hut.

"Dad hasn't asked him, either. But, if you can give me advice, call him Mas aja. No need to be added with the word handsome," said the father then wash his face before going up to his cottage.

"Ish, Dad! He was indeed handsome Yah," his protest did not accept the advice given by his father earlier.

"Beautiful is handsome Ndok! However, it would be strange if it had to be paved into the sentence of your greeting," said the father, then began to step up through the wooden stairs that connect them to the upper cottage.

"If Mas Joko who Nadia calls with the greeting Mas handsome is just a strange name Yah.Ganteng kayak sekuteng!"he said he still gave an excuse in his grunt that was no longer heard by the father.

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Thank ye.