My Supermodel Husband

My Supermodel Husband
Agas & Nora Chapter 3


Eight years ago Agas met a girl in a bookstore. Their relationship continues. Agas who used to like changing girlfriends, immediately stopped and anchored to one girl. Like a journey, Agas finds his last stop after a long journey. It stays in the heart and lasts for four years. 


However, all is lost when his girlfriend leaves without a message. Make it destroyed, but still have hope God will bring it back together again. 


A kind God, really listen to the prayer Agas. Two years later, Agas was reunited.


Hoping that her love relationship can be knitted again, Agas actually found the reality if his girlfriend is the son of his own father. 


That fact is too hard to accept. It was like an alibi to avoid. However, the justification of his papa, made Agas' hope extinct. Makes him the most injured person. 


Agas who could not accept all of it was extremely depressed. He can't sleep at night and interrupt his work. He finally decided to take anti-depressant drugs. As a doctor, Agas knows the right dose for his body and it helps him to return to his activities because at night he can sleep soundly. 


At first everything went well. He took the dose to help him sleep. However, gradually the drug does not work anymore to help Agas who have difficulty sleeping at night. Until finally Agas switched to stimulant drugs. This drug is classified as a type of narcotic commonly used for the treatment of depressed patients and is given according to a doctor's prescription. 


Again Agas could not withstand his grief that never disappeared. Moreover, his longing for the girl he loved so tormented him. For him it was too painful to accept the fact that the girl he had been dating for so many years was his brother. 


The increasingly high doses made him eventually addicted. Several times Agas was admitted to rehab to treat addiction, but several times after he left rehab, the incident was repeated. 


Two years Agas in and out of rehab. And exactly a month ago Agas came out for the next time. 


Her mother who did not want to see Agas was plunged back into the black world, finally taking her to live in Solo. Ensure that Agas can be monitored properly. 


However, the sadness that Agas felt, made him confine himself in the room. Just playing online games can help him forget his past for a moment. 


Problems began to arise when Agas chose to shut himself up. His father, who did not accept what Agas did, protested. Asking Agas to start putting his life back together. 


Every day the voice of the debate between papa and his mother was always heard from Agas' room, as if they had deliberately let Agas hear it. 


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The sound of the phone rang, disturbing Agas who had just closed his eyes. Lazily, Agas grabbed his phone. Feeling upset why someone called her early in the morning. 


“Do you have no job contacting me early in the morning?” Agas' voice sounded annoyed as he picked up the phone line. 


“Sorry if I interrupt your sleep.”


A woman's voice was heard from the phone call and Agas knew who the owner of the voice was. Elana Nora - a psychiatrist who works at the hospital where Agas used to work. The beautiful doctor who is now twenty-nine is a person who often visits Agas in Surabaya rehabilitation center.  Papa and his mother who did live in Solo, made them come only once a week. However, Nora-calling familiar Elana Nora, comes two days once or twice a week to a rehab. 


“No, what's up?” Agas's condolence was due to Nora's kindness, making him respond to the woman. 


“I'm in the afternoon practice. So I called you on purpose, but I think I was wrong.” Nora is heard laughing realizing that Agas's sleeping ham is different. 


“Have known wrong time, but still done,” Agas quipped. 


Nora laughs. “Have you not done any other activities?” 


“Before?”


“When?” 


It's a little lazy. As a doctor, Nora often gives encouragement to undergo new activities. However, Agas never did what Nora said.


“Later if there is you.” I know, it's not gonna happen. 


“It looks like you purposely said that.” 


“Good you know.” 


“Alright, continue your sleep in the morning before your sleep will return to normal.” 


“Em ...” Agas turned off the phone and threw his phone to the side of the bed. Continuing his disturbed sleep due to a phone call. 


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“I'm eating.” Agas ignored his mother. He was busy feeding the rice with the vegetable soup and then biting the fried chicken. From yesterday he ate coconut milk food, making it so vibrant, when the soup vegetable food was fresh.


Aina did not abstain when her son avoided. 


“If you want, you can play to the store, Gas. Help mom in store.” 


Agas still enjoyed his meal and did not answer his mother's words. 


“You heard ‘kan, Gas.” Aina who did not find an answer shook Agas' body. 


“Iya, Mother. Later if Agas is not lazy.” 


“Do not be lazy. Spirit.” Aina smiled giving her support. 


It's a little lazy. The answer is only to calm her mother. Because so far he has no taste in getting out of the house. 


After eating, Aina returned to the store, while Agas returned to his room. Intend to continue his sleep. The phone rings again. Picking up his phone he saw who was contacting him. 


“You're up?” ask the person across there in a full tone of broadcast. 


“It's lunch hour,” answered Agas lazily. 


“Iya, you need to eat, so you wake up.” Huntara or often called Tara by his friends, while Agas has a special call is the Forest. He was a college friend of Agas while in Malang. 


“As far as you are,” replied Agas lazily. 


Tara sounded laughing. “Are you still in your stuffy room?” tanyakanya. He knew that Agas had been in his room all this time. 


“This is the most convenient place.” 


“Go out, enjoy sunshine, sea air or the cold of mountains.” 


“Why is everyone busy telling me to get out. What with inside room and house, I can't live.” 


“Goat alone inside the live cage, but he wants to feel the grass eat directly.” 


“You liken me to a goat?” agas Protest. 


“This parable, Gas,” elak Tara while laughing. 


“Same as.” 


“If you consider yourself a goat. I am so grateful. Because you finally realize what you are. In the room hold, rarely shower.” 


“But goat meat is good.” 


“But you are not good.”


“I ... ach .. did you contact me just to discuss goats?” annoy Agas with this unimportant discussion. 


“Oh .. yes, Mbing, I just remembered. The kids are going to Malang. Do you want to come?” 


Unfortunate. One place that will no longer be wise. A place that gives a million memories, love and happiness. Given that alone Agas is not strong. Especially having to come there. 


“No.” 


“Alright, I'll tell the kids.” 


“Iya.” Agas turned off his phone. Then break his body. Look at the ceiling of his room. Agas felt more in his heart. “Still hurt,” he said while winning his chest that felt tight.