MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 59 IS ONLY KHILAF

Yola and I rushed to the security guard. It just so happened that there were several security guards on guard. Unlike usual, there are only one or two people.

"Eh, Miss Yola. When do you come home, Mom?" greet one of the security guards named Budi sir. He was quite familiar with Yola.

Yola used to live here, often asked for help by Yola.

And he was the one who waited for me when I fainted. Even gave me the fare when I wanted to go to my mother-in-law's house.

"Just be it, sir" said Yola. Then Yola interrogated all four security guards who happened to be gathering at the post.

Yola is like a detective, she asks this in detail.

"If it's not wrong, it's about two o'clock that night. Mas Bima came on a motorcycle. Because what I know, he also lives here, I opened his portal" replied one of Budi's friends.

"What time did Bima leave again, sir?" ask Bima.

"I don't know, Mom. Because I was that night watching myself. Mr. Budi is being licensed because his son is sick. Isn't that right, Mr Budi?" Replied nod by Mr. Budi.

"Then I went back to the post, took my hat and I went home, because my stomach hurt a little. And I think I'll be changing shif soon. Mr. Budi who changed the morning guard with Mr. Anton" replied a person named Mr. Basuki.

"So no one knows if Bima left again?" ask Yola. Everything's shaking.

"Actually after the incident, I have reported to the Police Station. When the police came, Ms. Aryani instead passed out until the police left again" said Mr. Budi.

"After Ms. Aryani woke up, I advised her to come to the police station. Continuing investigation. But it looks like Aryani's mom didn't do it, does she?" said Mr. Budi, who when I fainted accompanied me at home.

I'm shaking. Yola looked at me, as if she was asking me for an explanation.

"I'm in shock, Yol. I can't think of anything" I replied in self-defense.

"And you just let the thief go free?" yola asked, with eyes staring intently at me.

I bowed my face. I dare not look into Yola's eyes. Because I was wrong. Didn't come to the police station after I woke up.

"Yes, thank you for all the information. Let us finish it later" said Yola, then take me back home.

"If you need other information, we are ready to help, Ms. Yola" said Mr. Budi, before we passed.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you again. Excuse me" said Yola, then we hurried back to my house.

I feel really bad about Yola. I got hurt, even he who bothered to think.

And why am I never suspicious of Bima? Is it because I already like it? But in the end I could refuse it.

Or because of my rejection, then Bima did all that to me? Because all this time Bima's attitude is very good and nothing suspicious.

He often carries an Arka car before it is sold, for his personal business. And he'll be back in time.

Even in the room, he never took my money as penny, even though I put it carelessly.

Arriving at my house, I immediately entered my room. I want to see Arka's mas. Yola followed.

The position of the Arka mas is very close to the door of the room. So I almost hit it when I opened the door.

"He can move, Ar?" ask Yola. I'm nodding. Yola smiled hearing that.

"Let's move Arka onto the bed. You helped hold on. Let me lift it. Pity Arka a few days on the floor continue."

Finally we managed to move Arka. The face of Arka looks happy. Maybe he's sore on the floor.

"But later if Arka's mas moves, she can fall, Yol" I said.

"May not. His position is a bit far away. If the floor is slippery, so he can easily shift. It's a little difficult here, Ar" said Yola.

I nodded and breathed my breath. Anyway, I'm grateful that Arka's mom doesn't sleep on the floor anymore.

I don't need to sleep on the floor either. My body aches all. And in the morning my stomach immediately mules hit the cold floor.

"I'm hungry, Ar. What are you cooking today?" ask Yola.

I shook weakly. Yola must still remember, we used to share a hobby of cooking. We always share food.

I always had lunch at her house at the beginning of my pregnancy.

"Yes, we order food through the application" said Yola. I just kept quiet, then walked out of my room.

"It's a good thing I haven't deleted the app" Yola continued. Then he was busy hunting his favorite food that he said he could not find abroad.

"What do you want to order, Ar? All for Arka dinner too" said Yola.

I then took Yola's phone and picked out the food I wanted. And also choose food for arka mas.

"Choose as you please, Ar. We will eat together. I miss eating with you guys again" Yola said. Which I answered with a nod, because I was busy choosing food.

Some days life is all short, making my eyes sparkle to see the image of food that tempts the faith. I am someone who has never eaten in a year.

After I finished choosing, I handed back Yola's phone. Then Yola immediately finished our order.

"Ar, can't I stay here tonight? I am lazy to sleep alone in my house. I still miss you guys anyway" Pinta Yola.

With great pleasure, I accepted Yola's request. I still miss Yola, too.

And some days it feels like living alone, taking all this trouble on my own, driving me almost crazy.

No friends tell stories. No friends sharing. I'm all alone.

Sometimes I want to scream. Sometimes I want to cry hard. Sometimes I even want to slam all the stuff in front of me.

"Stay here as you please, Yol. I need a friend. It's been a long time since Arka's been sick" I replied.

Then we went on to tell her about anything, while waiting for our food order to be delivered.

"What is the name Bima is handsome?" ask Yola suddenly. It makes me shocked and misbehaved.

I didn't think Yola would ask that. How am I going to answer it?

"Hey, asked even dumbass!" yola said, patting me on the cheek slowly.

"Hayo, don't-don't you have a crush on him huh?" Yola teases.

I just let out my breath. There's no way I can say it, because I don't have a crush either. Only ever khilaf by the charm of Bima.

Yes, just khilaf. Nothing more.