Wife Sense of Depcollector
Chapter 119: The Time Passes

The agreement between Papa Burhan and Elora was not the end of the conversation, but the plan could not be done in a short time. As a businessman has the rules of the game in order to get the best results from all possibilities of failure. Elsewhere, someone was enjoying a meal at a nearby cafe from where he was staying.

The unsettled mind tries to establish an increasingly gnawing sense. How it all happened without any preparation like the sudden hot weather raining. Well that's how his mood was chaotic. After all this time, why was it only this time that sense present?

Misspend? Or just come to say hello without wanting to stop by. The shadows of the past rule the mind. The tightness in his chest he could no longer hold, his body again reacted trembling for no reason. The fear that had been buried had come to the surface. Is there something wrong with him?

Of love? A sense that always fills the bottom of the heart, but reality says destiny is not for him. All felt increasingly empty even though his life was complete with the presence of a wife and baby. Why is there another love? Could it all be the same?

Hiccups for the sake of a sip of warm flowing tea released his thirst. But it is not expelling the memories of the past that increasingly control the heart and mind. Now what to do? Life separates distances, then hearts and ends parting.

He took the cell phone off the table, "Are you okay there? Has anyone had your heart, while your body is still missing?"

"I love you so much even this second, my heart is still yours alone. I know, it's not a right because it's all over. Does everything go as your heart desires? Misses who can't embrace our love story." The last photo in the cell phone gallery, old memories wrapped in wounds.

Aware of who he is today, but the heart makes it impossible to forget. Let alone erasing the fondest memories of his life because after all that happened. Heart, soul and body still belong to one name that always occupies the highest throne as the owner of love.

The word if it wants to be obtained as a result of desire, but reality is too heavy to be abandoned. Just look at the world leading him to a simple life. Work, family and loneliness. A dream marriage ends because a mate is not the one who is missed.

Daydreams are getting away from the destiny of life. Now it is too late to achieve a dream that has been built wholeheartedly. Be aware of the differences in paths that are equally in the direction of other destinations. "Asma, just once tell me to come back. Is that too hard? How long is my miss in my chest? I love you so much, why don't you understand that?"

"Excuse me, Mas. Want some more tea?" A servant came to offer himself to serve, making the man aware of the unattainable wishful thinking.

"No, thank you." she replied so briefly without looking at the waiter.

When the human heart says A, but destiny outlines H. Humans are always living reality on a sense of no man. The story ends or begins, who knows? The destiny of the universe is not like the story of Adam and Eve's children. One word is mysterious.

Time passed enjoying the contest in the midst of meeting and separation. It is like a lifeless body in half consciousness. That is how the world is swept away by the waves of life. The sun changes twilight leaving memories leaving the storyline of life.

Four days had passed without any significant tension. A busy world welcomes warmth within the Reyhan family. Everyone gathered to celebrate the small reception that Bagas deliberately prepared as a form of wedding gifts for the two important people in his life.

"Well, can I talk to you for a second?" Asma looked at Bagas seriously while coding her eyes to go with him, "The other mementin first, yes. I'd like to ask for an extra gift."

"Seek a lot, honey. His salary is a lot of your brother," replied Rey cheering his wife, making Bagas turn lazy eyeballs.

How can you have a foolish brother? It should be enough that he always does as he pleases, this is his own sister even told to slack. Basically, they all like to be impromptu thugs. But who is calm among all? There aren't.

After getting permission from her husband. The woman got up from her seat, then went with Bagas to the park to get a destination that for some time disturbed the tranquility of her day. How to explain the fear and worry that come together into deep anxiety?

"Close door!" Asthma pulled up the chair facing the stone wall before her eyes, then sat down roughly as if it could release the tension that sealed the mind.

He waited for the language to sit down. Where the man was confused by his strange attitude. Righteousness is silence, who knows the heart and mind? Anything that disturbs him can only be done without any doubt. However, is the brother able to understand the dilemma of his heart?

Honestly, he did not expect much, although hope still fell on the lap of the brother. After considering everything, the end result is only one name, Bagas. But looking at the situation, the possibility of getting approval is one percent. As a brother the risk should be accepted with a free chest.

"An Asthma asks for a gift? I don't think it's a simple thing" Bagas pulled up the chair, choosing to sit face to face with his sister who looked so serious more than usual. "Cold face, a faint smile, a silent eye, locked lips."

Bagas read out his sister's facial expression that really made the heart of worry. Naturally as time went on, he learned to understand the character of his younger brother. That woman is complicated. Until this moment can only understand, but not yet understand. Sometimes there is a sense of wonder, why in the vast world it is the bond of the heart that is tied to the thread of destiny belonging to Asthma.

If Rey as a husband gives more freedom, but he as a brother just want to embrace protecting without restraint. Asma seemed to be able to read the contents of his mind every time he made a rejection or approval. It's too weird, but that woman isn't a psychic. More than everyone else, he just wanted to be a responsible older brother.

"Aspie! Silence is not the answer, isn't that what you always say? So please tell me, what's your problem? I can only understand if you are honest" Bagas said to the point.

His attitude was only to remain calm, but his sighs explained the doubts that increasingly gnawed at hearts and minds. If not today, then when? That's what Asthma is thinking. The dilemma between following the reality of life or the word of heart.

"Ka, what if ...,"