Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 135. Business - Unfinished Business
Asti is left to rest, and sleeps without any interference from anyone in his room. It was all at the request of Mr. Leon. Because he saw last night in the hospital, Asti was very anxious, and kept on guard. For a mother, she will not be able to sleep well when her child is sick and is constantly monitored by doctors and nurses.
" Eat, Son Leon?" Tawar Bu Ratih's.
" What did Madam cook?"
" There was chicken soup, spicy seasoning meat and potato parchment. There is tomato sauce ... "
" Already, Mom! It's already! Yes .. I want to eat. Listen to all the dishes you mentioned earlier, I've been drooling this! From last night Asti only drank warm tea and ate a little biscuits. I'm not eating, Mom! Good thing Ninuk took the initiative to come and buy chicken porridge for us to have breakfast!"
Ninuk smiled praised by Mr. Leon. They still somewhat stiffly call Mr. Leon with the name 'Mas'. For for Ninuk and Joko, Asti's husband is now an older brother to them.
" Since childhood, Asti was strong fasting and tirakatnya, Son Leon. It was Mbah Kakung Winangun's advice, to resist lust and emotion... Otherwise the doctor was forced to eat animal protein while she was pregnant Akbar. Maybe he'll always eat leaves for the rest of his life...."
"Ah, this Mother! Madame Asti kayak wedus!" Ninuk said denouncing his mother's taunts.
They so laugh amused by the silly talk of Mrs Ratih. Now Joko accompanied Mr. Leon to eat. Though they had just finished enjoying the ice dawet made by Bu Putri who was given scented and savory pieces of jackfruit.
The women went back to their rooms. Except for Bulek Ratih who immediately saw Asti who was in deep sleep. Asti's face was a little thin and pale.
Akbar was up by late afternoon. The child was given only water first. The milk is stopped for the next three days. Also for the food should be increased vegetables and fruit juice.
While being fed by Bu Jum, Akbar showed the used plaster infusion on his wrist. The way Akbar communicates has also become clear. Joko was moved to see Akbar was quite healthy, although his face was still haggard.
" Said Om Doctor, Adek can not snack first. Eat the one that Bu Ning cooked, the same as drinking fresh fruit juice, huh?" Bu Jum assured the baby.
At the same time, Akbar just wiped his body with a washcloth and warm water. Sitting in the stroller, the baby was taken out to the side garden. His mother was still a bit exhausted after a night of sleep deprivation and misgivings because Akbar fell ill, after the wedding was over.
" You all right, Asti?" ask Leon who is in his room.
Asti almost screamed in shock. He still hasn't fully woken up. He almost fell down, as it moved rather quickly. It was that pair of sturdy hands of the man that held his shoulders back from being knocked over.
" why? Want to prepare a meal ?"
" Sorry. Sorry, Mas! I'm shocked..."
" Not expecting, huh? We are married, we are husband and wife. Moreover, we had a honeymoon in the hospital last night."
Pardon, deh! The words of Mr. Leon are quite changeable that has made Asti's cheeks slightly heated up. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed ... This room felt more spacious after the Akbar crib bed was moved to the next room. He better ask for a sofa from the middle room, to be placed in this room. Sitting alone with Mr. Leon in his big bed was a bit too intimate for him. So he became a mess - balau.
The crowd at the dining table after the Magrib prayer made Asti moved. Earlier Mr. Leon let out for a while took some of the files and work at the house of Ms. Ida. The man returned home and brought four boxes of martabak. Each of the two boxes contained egg martabak and sweet martabak.
Akbar just wanted to be fed an egg martabak. Fear Asti, chocolate, milk and cheese topping on sweet martabak is still rather vulnerable in the stomach of Akbar. In fact, the bestselling sweet people in this house are sweet martabak. In an instant, two boxes of sweet martabak ludes were not left.
Everyone enjoyed the food that was quite popular in this house. Although actually both types of martabak, its history comes from the country of Egypt. But its shape and content have undergone many changes because it has been adapted to the tongue of the Indonesian people.
Akbar had Bu Jum put to bed in the next room. Joko took her mother home with Ninuk back to the village. Not to forget they brought one cardboard martabak eggs for Lek No.
In the room, Asti was moving some of Mr. Leon's clothes from his suitcase to the empty shelves and drawers in his closet. This type of planting model cabinet is an Asti order on a carpenter. This idea offered by Mas Adam when giving the results of the design of the house for Asti who chose a more modern and simple theme.
The modern house has a lot of storage space that is hidden so that the house looks neat and not messy. Mas Adam maximized the space under the stairs for storage by making cabinets or large shelves. Kitchens with storage drawers under the stove to the wardrobe, which blends with the wall.
Leon learned from the story of Bulek Ratih, that Asti was often taken by traveling by Grandpa or Budenya to visit relatives who live in several major cities on Java and Sumatra. Unfortunately, since Mbah Winangun died, the relatives began to rarely communicate with Asti and Budenya.
So his wife is actually an open-minded, critical and adaptable woman. It's just that life in the village is still very strong holding its customs and traditions. That is what makes Asti unable to refuse his first match with Satrio. Because his religious teachings forbid him to be close to the opposite sex, let alone dating!
Leon slept while tightly hugging Asti's body. But he did not intend to rush and too force his will to the woman he had just married yesterday.
He had been trying in recent months to get close to Akbar and the people around Asti. To convince the woman that she is a potential husband.
The young woman will accept herself for loving him. Like his love for Asti since he was amazed to see the young woman being modest towards his ex-wife. At Corinne is a hard-hearted woman and likes to act recklessly even if wrong!
It turns out that the maturity of a woman is not only calculated from the number alone. But Asti is more mature than his ex-wife, due to the tough life that has been forging him since he was a teenager.
In the middle of the night, Leon woke up because he felt there was an empty side of the warm terrace on his side and lay down. Until the dim light of the room lamp, showing an Asti figure in a white mukena sitting performing Sunnah Tahajud prayers, in one third of the night.
The woman's face was shocked. He did not realize that in this bedroom, he was no longer alone. In her bed, there was a man who had become her husband. But his long hair had already broken down to the waist, when he removed his hijab and his face.
" No!" Ban Leon gently.
When Asti hurriedly grabbed his instant hijab... Her pretty face was red. Now the presence of Mr. Leon really makes it awkward and wrong
" Why, no?" asti said hesitantly. Quickly the woman tidied up her veil.
" You're beautiful, if your long hair breaks!" Spy Leon. " Don't be ashamed to show me all that. We're married, right?"
There are no more answers and rejections from Asti. Until the man grabbed the woman into his arms. There was a sense of pride and pride when this young woman finally accepted her proposal almost two months ago.
It seems like all the words of Mas Pandu, the brother-in-law became a truth. By marrying Asti, she seems to be given another chance to improve her life to become a better human being.
In the past, Leon Narendra Murti's youth life was always abundant in material and respected people. His father was a TNI soldier with the highest rank, so their family was quite respected.
Both of his brothers married well-established men who had business in the property sector. The mother's business was also smooth in the culinary field. But Leon's home life is unhappy after he marries Corinne. Even if the woman is her own choice.
Corinne comes from a middle-class family in Jakarta. But the woman used Leon as a bridge to make her a reliable business woman in the field of fashion and beauty.
Early in marriage, they already have very different opinions and goals of marriage. Until Corinne meets a fairly established Indonesian man on his business trip in Thailand. Then they often make agreements in several other cities, in several countries in Asia. Because each has been tied to a previous marriage. Until a relative of Basuki Murti recognizes Corinne in Singapore with another man, the man is not Leon!
" Can you now?" ask Leon gently.
There was a faint nod on Asti's beautiful face that looked soft due to the dim light of the room. Slowly the man kissed gently Asti's forehead, cheeks, and lips. This was the woman he had married, with the most sincere intentions. A young woman who looks fragile and resigned to her divorce. But fought very hard to give her son a better life.
"You're still scared, Asti?" whispered Leon again.
The woman's body trembled somewhat as she hugged him passionately. " Sorry, Mas. Asti's still a little scared!" Said slowly. " Fearing that Asti is not a woman who deserves to be a companion for Mas Leon..."
" Dear, I'm very patient, Lo.. But I also don't want you to not be confident. Ilove you... Don't ask when? But here we are now. Unified in the bonds of marriage, for we are both not perfect human beings.. . We'll learn a lot from the mistakes of the previous marriage."
Slowly Leon peppered his beautiful and young wife. Asti's fear became submission... Leon's strength is a firm, honest and believable speech at this time.