EX-HUSBAND BALIKAN YUK

EX-HUSBAND BALIKAN YUK
CHAPTER 5 Coming home?


CHAPTER 5 Coming home?


                Ji Hyo sneered


his eyes were many times before adjusting his eyes to the glare of the light


approximate.


                “Mama, yes I have to find mama. Mama must be alive”


                “Eh snag..fuck nih .”


                Ji Hyo's right hand began to feel her left hand that felt uncomfortable,


and immediately pull out the long hose that was stuck in his left hand. Flavored


the infusion pain that was forcibly removed was nothing in comparison


the pain that has been lingering in Ji Hyo's heart the end of this final –.


                JI hyo settles the precipitate


in the hospital hallway. The main goal is simple, just to


just looking for his family who has not been able to last 3 days.


                A big hand


arrive suddenly gripping wrist ji Hyo “Back Room , yoyo!” voices


the man was blaring along the hospital hallway.


                “Please!”


                “No, can't


where to, Flip room , or you I..”.


                “ape lu ..” Ji Hyo


still reluctant to return to his inpatient room


                “Lo should be back, later


in cariin doctor.” The man was still trying to persuade Ji Hyo to come back.


                “Diam lo, Sat.


My family says, I can't be found here!”


                “But you yourself are sick


, yo. Rest first is a few days, after all the SAR team with TNI already in


plunge into the field. We just have to wait for the news, Yo!”


                Okay, it's gonna be hard to persuade Satria, she's stubborn and unwilling


disproved.


                “Sat, I want to go home, I don't like the smell of the hospital, who knows


now my family is home.” Ji Hyo put her teary eyes on


glass until it looks very shiny and piercing.


                Without a word


Satria immediately takes care of the payment and administration for Ji Hyo's return.


                “AYO HOME.”


AT HOME


                “ Mah, Pah Ji Hyo Home..” Down


from the angkot, Ji Hyo immediately ran into her house with a smile


inflate. Satria followed him from behind while watching his back


tegap Ji Hyo's.


                “Sat, salim first to


mama , papa I, don't play in people's house aja.” Ji Hyo turned around


after a while, enter the living room.


                “HAH!!”


                “Salim Sat!”


                Satria only sculpt


in front of the terrace of Ji Hyo's house.


                “Yoyo, nyokap


lu ga no yo his house deserted.”


                “this is there, you are Salim


used to.” Ji Hyo was still trying to convince Satria


                “Yesterday at home lo


stayin unlocked yo, it's a quiet house.”


GOII NEVER SPEAK IF MY HOUSE IS QUIET!”


One month later...


                “Mah, this I made my favorite rendang mamah,


mama likes it on a plate that flowers this flower right.” Ji Hyo presented the rendang


at the dining table, his steps continued to go back to the kitchen and took


some food.


                “Papah, this is the herbal medicine,


now is the corona season, papa sama mama must be diligent-craftsman drink jamu ya.” Ji


Hyo put a cup of ginger root on her father's desk.


                “Dek, you watch


korean drama, not in HP kasian ,


your eyes minus nambah.” Ji Hyo turned on her television and chose the video in


the favorite korean drama folder.


                “Toward no, already


a month and bang Suk Jin is not nyariin


Yoyo mah, does he really do yoyo ya.” Ji Hyo's face turned soft


instantaneous.


                “YOYO, LO WHAT THE FUCK!”


Suddenly the man's voice was blaring.


                “Eh, you Sat,


incidentally I'm cooking rendang, you want, Here sit here.”


                “Sat , it's got mama, it's,


you sit next to the window deck.” Satria immediately moved to a nearby bench


window.


                “Mah eat it already


done it? Here's the plate I finished ya?” Ji Hyo took out the rendang plate


still intact it and wash it immediately.


                “YOYO, STOP!! It's been a month


yo, a month and you're still as absurd as this, you don't have to throw away gini food, gga


there is anyone – who is yo.” Satria shook – shake Ji Hyo's body


now it looks dry.


                “Kok you ain't polite anyway


Sat, can you usually think of nyokap bokap I do not exist, obviously this plate


it's empty, the proof is that I've eaten, he has Sat, ada.!”


                “Open HP lo yo, wake up , try opening trending


youtube, you're all there! Conscious yo, aware, I'm sad to see you rich gini.”


                “A plane wing flap suspected to be part of Chicken Air CAI 932 found


the Indian Ocean.”


                “VIRAL NEWS! Allegedly Exploded in the air, Aircraft


Chicken Air CAI 932 takes hundreds of victims.”


                “Pilu Story Beautiful stewardess Chicken Air CAI 932.”


                “No, this is not real


this sat is not real!!”


 Prangggg, clunting-clunting


                Ji Hyo throws her Hp and hits the wall right behind Satria,


it seems that the HP was late no longer shaped, the screen cracked into


small fragments.


                “Yoyo, we have to


tough, you can't stick around here, we have to live again, you


don't cake gini again yo.”


                “Back to Sat. I ga


want to see you again, you don't understand me.” Ji Hyo went into the nearest room and


slammed door.